If you see her, say hello, she might be in Tangier
She left here last early spring.
She might think that I've forgotten her, don't tell her it isn't so.
If you get close to her, kiss her once for me
I always have respected her for busting out and gettin' free
I see a lot of people as I make the rounds
And I hear her name here and there as I go from town to town
And I've never gotten used to it, I've just learned to turn it off.
- Bob Dylan.
