HEY! MR. TAMBOURINE MAN,
PLAY A SONG FOR ME,
IM NOT SLEEPY
AND THERE IS NO PLACE IM GOING TO.
HEY! MR. TAMBOURINE MAN,
PLAY A SONG FOR ME,
IN THE JINGLE JANGLE MORNING
ILL COME FOLLOWIN YOU.

HEY! MR. TAMBOURINE MAN,
PLAY A SONG FOR ME,
IM NOT SLEEPY
AND THERE IS NO PLACE IM GOING TO.
HEY! MR. TAMBOURINE MAN,
PLAY A SONG FOR ME,
IN THE JINGLE JANGLE MORNING
ILL COME FOLLOWIN YOU.

TAKE ME ON A TRIP
UPON YOUR MAGIC SWIRLIN SHIP,
MY SENSES HAVE BEEN STRIPPED,
MY HANDS CANT FEEL TO GRIP,
MY TOES TOO NUMB
TO STEP,
WAIT ONLY FOR MY BOOT HEELS
TO BE WANDERIN.
IM READY TO GO ANYWHERE,
IM READY FOR TO FADE
INTO MY OWN PARADE,
CAST YOUR DANCING SPELL MY WAY,
I PROMISE TO GO UNDER IT.

THOUGH YOU MIGHT HEAR LAUGHIN,
SPINNIN, SWINGIN MADLY ACROSS
THE SUN,
ITS NOT AIMED AT ANYONE,
ITS JUST ESCAPIN ON THE RUN
AND BUT FOR THE SKY THERE ARE
NO FENCES FACIN.
AND IF YOU HEAR VAGUE TRACES
OF SKIPPIN REELS OF RHYME
TO YOUR TAMBOURINE IN TIME,
ITS JUST A RAGGED CLOWN BEHIND,
I WOULDNT PAY IT ANY MIND,
ITS JUST A SHADOW YOURE
SEEIN THAT HES CHASING.
HEY! MR. TAMBOURINE MAN,
PLAY A SONG FOR ME,
IM NOT SLEEPY
AND THERE IS NO PLACE IM GOING TO.
HEY! MR. TAMBOURINE MAN,
PLAY A SONG FOR ME,
IN THE JINGLE JANGLE MORNING
ILL COME FOLLOWIN YOU.

THEN TAKE ME DISAPPEARIN
THROUGH THE SMOKE RINGS OF MY MIND,
DOWN THE FOGGY RUINS OF TIME,
FAR PAST THE FROZEN LEAVES,
THE HAUNTED, FRIGHTENED TREES,
OUT TO THE WINDY BEACH,
FAR FROM THE TWISTED REACH OF
CRAZY SORROW.
YES, TO DANCE BENEATH
THE DIAMOND SKY
WITH ONE HAND WAVING FREE,
SILHOUETTED BY THE SEA,
CIRCLED BY THE CIRCUS SANDS,
WITH ALL MEMORY AND FATE DRIVEN
DEEP BENEATH THE WAVES,
LET ME FORGET ABOUT TODAY
UNTIL TOMORROW.
HEY! MR. TAMBOURINE MAN,
PLAY A SONG FOR ME,
IM NOT SLEEPY
AND THERE IS NO PLACE IM GOING TO.
HEY! MR. TAMBOURINE MAN,
PLAY A SONG FOR ME,
IN THE JINGLE JANGLE MORNING
ILL COME FOLLOWIN YOU.

(Fuente: ideascaserra)