| Lyrics: | by Bob Dylan
Oh, the benches were stained with tears and perspiration,
The birdies
were flying from tree to tree.
There was little to say, there was no conversation
As I
stepped to the stage to pick up my degree.
And the locusts sang off in the distance,
Yeah,
the locusts sang such a sweet melody.
Oh, the locusts sang off in the distance,
Yeah, the
locusts sang and they were singing for me.
I glanced into the chamber where the judges
were talking,
Darkness was everywhere, it smelled like a tomb.
I was ready to leave, I was
already walkin',
But the next time I looked there was light in the room.
And the locusts
sang, yeah, it give me a chill,
Oh, the locusts sang such a sweet melody.
Oh, the locusts
sang their high whining trill,
Yeah, the locusts sang and they were singing for
me.
Outside of the gates the trucks were unloadin',
The weather was hot, a-nearly 90
degrees.
The man standin' next to me, his head was exploding,
Well, I was prayin' the
pieces wouldn't fall on me.
Yeah, the locusts sang off in the distance,
Yeah, the locusts
sang such a sweet melody.
Oh, the locusts sang off in the distance,
And the locusts sang
and they were singing for me.
I put down my robe, picked up my diploma,
Took hold of
my sweetheart and away we did drive,
Straight for the hills, the black hills of
Dakota,
Sure was glad to get out of there alive.
And the locusts sang, well, it give me a
chill,
Yeah, the locusts sang such a sweet melody.
And the locusts sang with a high
whinin' trill,
Yeah, the locusts sang and they was singing for me,
Singing for me, well,
singing for me |
