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Natalie Cole
Natalie Cole
Stimme und Gesang
Diva Gray
Diva Gray
Begleitgesang
Curtis King
Curtis King
Begleitgesang
Clifford Carter
Clifford Carter
Tasteninstrumente
Phil Ramone
Phil Ramone
Begleitgesang
Will Lee
Will Lee
Bassgitarre
Vaneese Thomas
Vaneese Thomas
Begleitgesang
Steve Gadd
Steve Gadd
Schlagzeug
Rob Mathes
Rob Mathes
Tasteninstrumente
Jeff Mironov
Jeff Mironov
Gitarre
Jan Folkson
Jan Folkson
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Songwriter:in
Natalie Cole
Natalie Cole
Co-Arrangeur:in
Rob Mathes
Rob Mathes
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Natalie Cole
Natalie Cole
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Eric Schilling
Eric Schilling
Mischtechniker:in
Phil Ramone
Phil Ramone
Produzent:in
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Jason Stasium
Jason Stasium
Ingenieurassistent:in
Frank Filipetti
Frank Filipetti
Mischtechniker:in
Jill Dell'Abate
Jill Dell'Abate
Produzent:in
Pete Karam
Pete Karam
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Thank you, Mr. D
[Verse 2]
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 might be a socialite with a long string of pearls
[Verse 3]
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody
It may be the Devil or it may be the Lord
But we all got to serve somebody (Serve somebody)
[Verse 4]
You may be a rock and roll addict, prancin' on the stage
Might have drugs at your command, women in a cage
You may be a businessman or some high degree of thief
They may call you doctor, they may call you chief
[Verse 5]
But you're gonna have to serve somebody (Serve somebody)
You're gonna have to serve somebody
Well, it may be the Devil or it may be the Lord
But we all got to serve somebody (Serve somebody)
[Verse 6]
You might be a state trooper, you might be a young turk
You may be on TV or the head of some big network
You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame
You may be livin' in another country under another name
[Verse 7]
But you're gonna have to serve somebody (Serve somebody), oh
You're gonna have to serve somebody, oh
Oh, it may be the Devil or it may be the Lord
But we all got to serve somebody (We got to serve somebody)
[Verse 8]
You may be a preacher with some spiritual pride
Or you may be a city councilman takin' bribes on the side (Ooh, ooh)
You may be workin' in a sweat shop, maybe you could cut some hair (Ooh, ooh)
You might be somebody's mistress, you might be somebody's heir
[Verse 9]
But you're gonna have to serve, oh yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody (You got to serve somebody)
Well, it may be the Devil or it may be the Lord
But we all got to serve (We got to serve somebody)
[Verse 10]
Listen, you might like to wear cotton and you might like to wear silk
You might like a drink of whiskey, you might like to drink some milk (Ooh, ooh)
You might like to eat caviar, you might like to have some bread (Ooh, ooh)
Or you might be sleepin' on a cold dirt floor or in a king size bed (Hey)
[Verse 11]
You might be headin' North, you might be headin' South
You might be layin' up in bed with a gun up to your mouth
You might be goin' nowhere or you might've been there before
Maybe all of a sudden, you don't know yourself no more
[Verse 12]
But you gonna have to serve (You got to serve somebody)
Baby, got to serve somebody (You got to serve someone)
It might be the Devil or it might be the Lord
But we all got to serve somebody (We got to serve somebody)
[Verse 13]
I said we all got to serve somebody (We got to serve somebody)
You and me got to serve somebody (We got to serve somebody)
Yeah, we got to serve somebody (We got to serve somebody)
Don't you know you got to serve somebody?
(We got to serve somebody)
Oh, we all got to serve somebody (We got to serve somebody)
We all got to serve somebody (We got to serve somebody)
I'm tellin' you (We got to serve someone)
You and me got to serve (We got to serve somebody)
Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody got to serve somebody...
Written by: Bob Dylan
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