Frank Turner - Song To Bob lyrics

I'm out here a thousand miles from my home Walking a road other men have gone down I'm seeing a new world of people and things Hear paupers and peasants and princes and kings. Hey hey Bob Dylan I covered your song About a funny old world that's coming along Seems sick and it's hungry, it's tired and it's torn It looks like it's dying and it's hardly been born. Hey hey Bob Dylan but I know that you know All the things that I'm saying and a many times more I'm singing you the song but I can't you sing enough 'Cause there's not many men that've done the things that you've done. Here's to Springsteen and Cohen and Neil Young too And to all the good people that travelled with you Here's to the hearts and the hands of the men That come with the dust and are gone with the wind. I'm leaving tomorrow but I could leave today Somewhere down the road someday The very last thing that I'd want to do Is to say I've been hitting some hard travelling too