Bob Dylan - Mixed Up Confusion

I got mixed up confusion
Man, it's a-killin' me

Well, there's too many people
And they're all too hard to please

Well, my hat's in my hand
Babe, I'm walkin' down the line

An' I'm lookin' for a woman
With a head mixed up like mine

Well, I'm too old to lose
Babe I'm too young to win

And I feel like a stranger
In the world I'm living in

But I'm walkin' and wonderin'
And my poor feet don't ever stop

Seein' my reflection
I'm hung over, hung down, hung up!

Written by:
B. DYLAN

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