Bob Dylan — City of Gold

There is a city of gold Far from this rat-race, eats at your soul Far from the confusion and the bars that hold There is a city of gold There is a country of light Raised up in glory, angels wear white Never know darkness, never know night There is a country of light There is a city of love Far from this world, stuff dreams are made of Fear of no darkness, beyond the stars above There is a city of love There is a city of hope Don't need no doctor, don't need no dope I'm ready and willing, throw down a rope There is a city of hope There is a city of gold Far from this rat race that tears at your soul Far from the confusion and the bars that hold There is a city of gold There is a city of gold