I'm a sinner and a liar but I do the best I can
Yeah I'll set my self on fire like a good song & dance man
I am shameless I am grateful, on the road to somewhere else
And sometimes I play the martyr, but I mostly play myself
And I welcome all you ravers, every straight guy needs a kook
I'm Bob Dylan in Dubuque
I'm Bob Dylan in Dubuque
I was flying in the nineties, I could really feel my oats
And to think I'd thrown the towel in, but I got (restless raising goats
I was headstrong I was aimless hey it happens to the best
But I knew the quest was endless, Jesus help me do the rest
A piece looking for a puzzle - broken jukebox seeks a juke
I'm Bob Dylan in Dubuque
I'm Bob Dylan in Dubuque
So I'll take on any comers, any flannel shirted clown
I'll keep rolling out the numbers cause this ain't just any town
Running headlong through the cornfields but by night I hit the bars
And I'll aim this Telecaster and I'll shoot it at the stars
Don't you touch my silver snakeskin don't you scuff my cowboy boot
I'm Bob Dylan in Dubuque
I'm Bob Dylan in Dubuque"