Loneliness, Tenderness, High Society, Notoriety, You Fight

"like A Rolling Stone" [of Bob Dylan] Is A Kiss-off Song Like None Before Or Since.

How Many A Year Has Passed And Gone And Many Gamble Has Been Lost And Won, And Many A Road Taken By A Friend And Each One I've Never Seen Again.

I Can Be Jubilant One Moment And Pensive The Next, And A Cloud Could Go By And Make That Happen.

I'm Good With Songs I Haven't Written, If I Like Them. I'm Glad I Didn't Write Any Of Them. I Already Know How They Go, So I Have More Freedom With Them. I Understand These Songs. I've Known Them For 40 Years, 50 Years, Maybe Longer, And They Make A Lot Of Sense. So I'm Not Coming To Them Like A Stranger.

He Hands You A Nickel, He Hands You A Dime. He Asks You With A Grin, If You're Having A Good Time.