1.who cares where we go
on this rutted old road
in a world
that may say that we're wrong.
——a love that will never grow old
2.How many roads must a man walk down
before they call him a man?
——blowin' in the wind
3.where have all the graveyards gone,
gone to flowers every one.
——where have all the flowers gone
4.try to remember when life was so tender
that no one wept except the willow.
——try to remember
5.Money, money,
give it to me!
——money