Serve Somebody

Lyrics: Bob Dylan Music: Bob Dylan You may be an ambassador to England or France You may like to gamble, you might like to dance You might be the heavyweight champion of the world You might be a socialite with a long string of pearls

But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes you are You’re gonna have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re gonna have to serve somebody

You might be a rock ’n’ roll addict prancing on the stage You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage You may be a businessman or some high-degree thief They may call you Doctor or they may call you Chief

But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes you are You’re gonna have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re gonna have to serve somebody

You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk You may be the head of some big TV network You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame You may be living in another country under another name

You’re gonna have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re gonna have to serve somebody

You may be a construction worker working on a home You may be living in a mansion or you might live in a dome You might own guns and you might even own tanks You might be somebody’s landlord, you might even own a bank

But you’re gonna have to serve somebody You’re gonna have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re gonna have to serve somebody

You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side You may be workin’ in a barbershop, you may know how to cut hair You may be somebody’s mistress, may be somebody’s heir Serve somebody You’re gonna have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re gonna have to serve, serve, serve, serve somebody

You might like to wear cotton, you might like to wear silk You might like to drink whiskey, you might like to drink milk You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread You may be sleeping on the floor, or sleeping in a king-sized bed Oh Serve somebody Oh Serve somebody (Serve somebody) Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re gonna have to serve somebody

You might call me Terry, you might call me Timmy You might call me Bobby, you might call me Zimmy You might call me Twang, you might call me Ryan You might call me anything but no matter what you say You’re gonna have to serve somebody You’re gonna have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re gonna have to serve somebody