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"Cuban Missile Crisis (World War No. Three)"
by Bob Dylan

"Come gather round me people
and a story I will tell,
about [...]
you all remember well.
I tell it to you straight and true
I tell it like a friend.
All about the fearful night
we thought the world would end

I was walking down the sidewalk
not causing any harm.
The radio reported
and sounded with alarm.
The Russian ships were sailing
all across the sea.
We all feared at daybreak
it was world war number three.

[...]
[...]
on some small matter
I'm sure it was nothing more.
[...]
how it rankled up my brow,
the same thing today
seems so unimportant now."

Broadside Office New York, 1963.