When I Paint My Masterpiece - Bob Dylan @ Akron Civic Theatre, Akron 10/21/23 (Live Lyrics 4K Video)

Bob Dylan performs "When I Paint My Masterpiece" - a great song written by Bob Dylan in 1971 and performed live at 'Akron Civic Theatre', Akron OH, USA on October 21, 2023.
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@@tetmax were you able to record the entire show?

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Bob Dylan performs "When I Paint My Masterpiece" - a great song written by Bob Dylan in 1971 and performed live at 'Akron Civic Theatre', Akron OH, USA on October 21, 2023. Direct video link: kzbin.info/www/bejne/o3amo3VsrtBko6M The concert link: kzbin.info/aero/PLqv206qZhh-rRf3Zuqb6eeb4X1ymUfnMT Click to see more channel videos: kzbin.infovideos #WhenIPaintMyMasterpiece #BobDylan #RoughandRowdyWays #AkronCivicTheatre Leave me a Comment and Subscribe to Stay Tuned! Peace and Love! :)

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Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble Ancient footprints are everywhere You can almost think that you're seein' double On a cold, dark night by the Spanish Stairs Got to hurry on back to my hotel room Gonna wash my clothes, scrape off all the grease Gonna lock the doors and turn my back on the world for a while I'll stay right there 'til I paint my masterpiece Well, the hours I've spent inside the Coliseum Dodging lions with that mean and hungry look Those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see 'em I could see 'em comin', I could read their faces like a book Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese Someday, everything is gonna be different When I paint, when I paint my masterpiece Sailin' 'round the world full of crimson and clover Sometimes I feel just like my cup isn't runnin' over I left Rome and I pulled into Brussels On a plane ride so bumpy that it made me ill Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin' muscles Everyone was there to meet me, comin' down the hill Newspapermen eating candy Had to be held back by big police Someday, everything is going to be beautiful When I paint my masterpiece