I got mixed up confusion
Man, it's a-killin' me

Well, there's too many people
And they're all too hard to please

Well, my hat's in my hand
Babe, I'm walkin' down the line

An' I'm lookin' for a woman
With a head mixed up like mine

Well, I'm too old to lose
Babe I'm too young to win

And I feel like a stranger
In the world I'm living in

But I'm walkin' and wonderin'
And my poor feet don't ever stop

Seein' my reflection
I'm hung over, hung down, hung up!

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): B. DYLAN