Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dear Mrs. Roosevelt, artist - Bob Dylan. Date of issue: 31.10.2005
Song language: English
Dear Mrs. Roosevelt |
| Dear Mrs. Roosevelt, don’t hang your head and cry |
| His mortal flesh is laid away but his good work fills the sky |
| This world was lucky to see him born |
| Now he went up to grade school and he wrote back to his folks |
| He drew such funny pictures and was always pulling jokes |
| This world was lucky to see him born |
| He went up to Harvard to read his books of law |
| He loved his trees and horses, he loved everything he saw |
| This world was lucky to see him born |
| He got struck down by the fever and it settled in his leg |
| He loved the folks that wished him well and everybody did |
| This world was lucky to see him born |
| He took office on a crippled leg and he said to one and all |
| «Your money changing racket, boys, sure enough got to fall.» |
| This world was lucky to see him born |
| I voted for him lots of times and I’d vote for him again |
| He tried to find an honest job for every idle man |
| This world was lucky to see him born |
| He helped me to build my union and he learned me how to talk |
| I could see he was a cripple but he learned my soul to talk |
| This world was lucky to see him born |
| I was a GI in the army the day he passed away |
| And over my shoulder I could hear some soldier say |
| «This world was lucky to see him born.» |
| I know this world was lucky just to see him born |
| I know this world was lucky just to see him born |
| This world was lucky to see him born |