How may roads must a man walk down    I wish I could write so profound    The words he spoke were blown in the wind    Pick up my air guitar and write like him       Awwww Bob Dylan       I live my life like a Rolling Stone   Feel my words are not my own    You can't tell me what to sing    But the times they are changing       Awwww Bob Dylan    Awwww Bob Dylan       Look out kid    There's something you did    God knows when but you're doin' it again    Searchin' around for dignity    A little less of Bob and a little more of me       Awwww       How does it feel to be on your own    Lower than a complete unknown    Searchin' for poetry in all the wrong places    Looking for acceptance it strangers faces       Awwww Bob Dylan    Awwww Bob Dylan    Awwww Bob Dylan    Awwww Bob Dylan    Bob Dylan    Bob Dylan, yeah    Oooh Bob Dylan    Bob Dylan