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Gotta Serve Somebody - Bob Dylan

Gotta Serve Somebody

Bob Dylan


Lyrics: 
You may be an ambassador to England or France

You may like to gamble, you might like to dance

You may be the heavyweight champion of the world

You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls


But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed

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 & roll adict 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 indeed

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


But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed

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 banks


But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed

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 working in a barbershop

You may know how to cut hair

You may be somebody's mistress

May be somebody's heir
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed

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


Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear silk

Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk

You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread

You may be sleeping on the floor

Sleeping in a king-sized bed


But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed

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 call me Terry, you may call me Timmy

You may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy

You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray

You may call me anything but no matter what you say


You're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed

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

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Letra: 
Puedes ser el embajador de Inglaterra o Francia,

puede que te guste jugar, quizás te guste bailar,

puedes ser el campeón del mundo de los pesos pesados,

puedes ser una personalidad con un largo collar de perlas.



Pero vas a tener que servir a alguien, de verdad que sí,

vas a tener que servir a alguien,

bueno, puede ser el diablo, o puede ser el Señor,

pero tú vas a tener que servir a alguien.



Puedes ser un adicto al Rock pavoneándose en el escenario,

puedes tener drogas a tu disposición, mujeres en una jaula,

puedes ser un hombre de negocios 

o algún ladrón de gran clase,

puede que te llamen doctor, o puede que te llamen jefe.


Pero vas a tener que servir a alguien, de verdad que sí,

vas a tener que servir a alguien,

bueno, puede ser el diablo, o puede ser el Señor,

pero tú vas a tener que servir a alguien.



Puedes ser un policía estatal, o un joven profesional,

puedes ser el director de alguna gran cadena de TV,

puedes ser rico o pobre, puedes estar ciego o cojo,

puedes estar viviendo en otro país, bajo otro nombre.



Pero vas a tener que servir a alguien, de verdad que sí,

vas a tener que servir a alguien,

bueno, puede ser el diablo, o puede ser el Señor,

pero tú vas a tener que servir a alguien.



Puedes trabajar en la construcción construyendo una casa,

puede que vivas en una mansión, o quizás en una cúpula,

puede que tengas pistolas, o puedes tener incluso tanques,

puedes ser el casero de alguien, 

puede que tengas incluso bancos.


Pero vas a tener que servir a alguien, de verdad que sí,

vas a tener que servir a alguien,

bueno, puede ser el diablo, o puede ser el Señor,

pero tú vas a tener que servir a alguien.



Puede que seas un sacerdote con tu orgullo espiritual,

puedes ser un concejal poniendo sobornos aparte,

puede que trabajes en una barbería,

puede que incluso sepas cómo cortar el pelo,

puedes ser la señora de alguien

puede que el heredero de alguien.


Pero vas a tener que servir a alguien, de verdad que sí,

vas a tener que servir a alguien,

bueno, puede ser el diablo, o puede ser el Señor,

pero tú vas a tener que servir a alguien.



Quizás te guste usar algodón, quizás te guste llevar seda,

quizás te guste beber whisky, quizas beber leche

puede que te guste comer caviar, o gustarte comer pan,

puede que duermas en el suelo, 

que estés durmiendo en una cama tamaño "king size".


Pero vas a tener que servir a alguien, de verdad que sí,

vas a tener que servir a alguien,

bueno, puede ser el diablo, o puede ser el Señor,

pero tú vas a tener que servir a alguien.



Quizás me llames Terry, quizás me llames Timmy,

quizás me llames Bobby, quizás me llames Zimmy,

quizás me llames R.J., quizás me llames Ray,

puedes llamarme como quieras, pero no importa lo que digas.



Vas a tener que servir a alguien, de verdad que sí,

vas a tener que servir a alguien,

bueno, puede ser el diablo, o puede ser el Señor,

pero tú vas a tener que servir a alguien. 

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