Bob Dylan - I Shall Be Free No. 10 lyrics

I'm just average, common too I'm just like him, the same as you I'm everybody's brother and son I ain't different than anyone It ain't no use a-talking to me It's just the same as talking to you. I was shadow-boxing earlier in the day I figured I was ready for Ca**ius Clay I said "Fee, fie, fo, fum, Ca**ius Clay here I come 26, 27, 28, 29, I'm gonna make your face look just like mine Five, four, three, two, one, Ca**ius Clay you'd better run 99, 100 101, 102, your ma won't even recognize you 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, gonna knock him clean right out of his spleenf. Well, I don't know, but I've been told The streets in heaven are lined with gold