by Bob Dylan



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

Whose head's mixed up like mine



Well, my head's full of questions

My temp'rature's risin' fast



Well, I'm lookin' for some answers

But I don't know who to ask



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