Too Late (Acoustic Version) (Infidels Outtake) Bob Dylan

[Verse 1]
Well, wether there was a murder I don't know I wasn't there
I was busy visiting a friend in jail
There were just two women on the scene at the time
Neither one of 'em saw a thing
Both of 'em were wearing veils
They said it was a natural situation
He reached too high and tumbled back to the ground
You know what they say about being nice to people on your way up
You might meet 'em again on your way back down

[Refrain]
But its too late to bring him back
Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, to bring him back

[Verse 2]
He had a brother named Paul
Hang out at the cafe royal
Where Miss Dolly plays and the reviews have been mixed
Well, he's pretty to look at
Looking for someone to throw the book at
But you know that he drinks and drinks can be fixed
Sing me one more song about your summer romance
I know you don't know motherless children
Sing me the one about you and Errol Flynn
In these times of compassion
Where conformity's a fashion
Say one more stupid thing to me
Before the final nail is driven in