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    While riding on a train goin' west
    I fell asleep for to take my rest
    I dreamed a dream that made me sad
    Concerning myself and the first few friends I had

    With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
    Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon
    Where we together weathered many a storm
    Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn

    By the old wooden stove
    Where our hats was hung
    Our words were told, our songs were sung
    Where we longed for nothin' and were satisfied
    Jokin' and talkin' about the world outside

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    With hungry hearts through the heat and cold
    We never much thought we could get very old
    We thought we could sit forever in fun
    But our chances really was a million to one

    As easy it was to tell black from white
    It was all that easy to tell wrong from right
    And our choices there were few so the thought never hit
    That the one road we traveled
    Would ever shatter and split

    How many a year has passed and gone
    And many a gamble has been lost and won
    And many a road taken by many a first friend
    And each one I've never seen again

    I wish, I wish, I wish in vain that we could
    Sit simply in that room again
    Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat
    I'd give it all gladly
    If our lives could be like that

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    Composición: Bob Dylan

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