Our John's Murder Most Foul 1963 (Achievement #72 = 5 points)

I can't get my Jingle Jangle

I'm living in 'Desolation Row'

Come on in she said

And 'Shelter from the Storm'

She eased my aching head

It felt like 'A Rolling Stone'

The times they are a-changing

The entire world is one big 'Hurricane'

And 'A Hard Rain's, Gonna Fall'

On twelve misty mountains

Where they 'Tangled up in blue'

For lord knows I've paid some dues

My memory, like the answer

'Is Blowin in the Wind'

Hey 'Mr Tambourine Man'

Play a song for me

And in the morning

Wearing no shoes

I'll come, following you

Looking for my, Jingle Jangle

Business is business

And it's 'A Murder Most Foul' in 1963

That was my saddest day

It won't be long before we are all

Knock, knock, 'Knockin' on Heaven's Door'

Footnote: Once I got going on this, a tribute to Bob Dylan, it could have gone on forever, all I needed was some flowers in my hair. I can't express the combination and pain and joy I felt compiling this collage, to Bob, the pleasure's all mine, the reason why is all up to you.