Bob Dylan
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Again, I copied these lyrics from another site and half the lyrics are wrong. Sorry, but I thought it might be better than no lyrics at all- like it was when I came to this page.
Hands off your feet, baby
Listen to this
This is what I can't be
Often it hurt me honey, I'm
Looking at you but
You're looking at me too
Because a dollar is a dollar
And the downtown boys play rough
Go all the way back, baby
Tell 'em enough is enough
Face on the gutter baby
Which is which but I'd
Rather be lucky than be rich
Off with the money honey
That is true, but I'm
Satisfied with you
'cause a dollar is a dollar
And the downtown boys play rough
Go all the way back, baby
Tell 'em enough is enough
All cities, honey, hard, is
Soakin' wet, but there's
No more gold you can get
[...] I'm
Facin' the wall, but
Baby you took it all
Becausе a dollar is a dollar
And the downtown boys play rough
You tell 'em baby
That еnough is enough
Got a gold mining fever baby, which is which but
I'd rather be lucky than be rich
Go off with the money honey, that is true, but I'm
Satisfied with you
Enough is Enough (Live from Sloane Castle, Ireland) was written by Bob Dylan.