Words and Music by Bob Dylan 1970,1976 Big Sky Music
The man in me will do nearly any task, And as for compensation, there's little he would ask. Take a woman like you To get through to the man in me. Storm clouds are raging all around my door, I think to myself I might not take it any more. Take a woman like your kind To find the man in me. But, oh, what a wonderful feeling Just to know that you are near, Sets my a heart a-reeling From my toes up to my ears. The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen, But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine. Took a woman like you To get through to the man in me.