Buckets of rain, buckets of tears
Got all them buckets coming out my ears
Buckets of moonbeams are in my hands
You got all the love, honey, that I can stand

I like your smile and your fingertips
I like the way you move your hips
I like the cool way, baby, that you look at me
Everything about you is bringing me misery

Little red wagon, little red bike
I ain't no monkey, but I know what I like
I like the way you move me strong and slow
I'm taking you with me when I go

Life is sad, life is a bust
All you can do is do what you must
You do what you must do and you do it well
I'll do it for you baby, can't you tell?

I've been weak and strong like an oak
I've seen pretty people disappear like smoke
Friends will arrive and friends will disappear
I'll do it for you, baby, because you're near

Buckets of rain, buckets of tears
Got all those buckets coming out of my ears
Buckets of moonbeams in my hands
You've got all the love, honey, that I can stand

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): BOB DYLAN