Guess I'm Doing Fine - Bob Dylan

Well, I ain’t got my childhood

Or friends I once did know

No, I ain’t got my childhood

Or friends I once did know

But I still got my voice left

I can take it anywhere I go

Hey, hey, so I guess I’m doing fine

And I’ve never had much money

But I’m still around somehow

No, I’ve never had much money

But I’m still around somehow

Many times I’ve bended

But I ain’t never yet bowed

Hey, hey, so I guess I’m doing fine

Trouble, oh trouble

I’ve trouble on my mind

Trouble, oh trouble

Trouble on my mind

But the trouble in the world, Lord

Is much more bigger than mine

Hey, hey, so I guess I’m doing fine

And I never had no armies

To jump at my command

No, I ain’t got no armies

To jump at my command

But I don’t need no armies

I got me one good friend

Hey, hey, so I guess I’m doing fine

I been kicked and whipped and trampled on

I been shot at just like you

I been kicked and whipped and trampled on

I been shot at just like you

But as long as the world keeps a-turning

I just keep a-turnin' too

Hey, hey, so I guess I’m doing' fine

Well, my road might be rocky

The stones might cut my face

My road it might be rocky

The stones might cut my face

But as some folks ain’t got no road at all

They gotta stand in the same old place

Hey, hey, so I guess I’m doing fine