by Bob Dylan. . When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?. When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?. Did they know He was the Son of God, did they know that He was Lord?.
I come to the garden alone while the dew is still on the roses. And the voice I hear falling on my ear the son of God discloses. And he walks with me and he talks with me and he tells me I am his own.
They're only tears reach up and touch one. They come from the way you touch me. Tears rise like a tide to the moon. When the heart of a woman is open to you.
Moonlight in a dew drop. Two miles to the ridge top. One hand on the wheel is probably. One more than I need. Bald tires in a dirt road. Chauffeur us all the way up.