Alba s touto skladbou:
Sweetheart of the Rodeo,
The Basement Tapes,
Songwriters: Dylan, B;
Nothing was delivered
And I tell this truth to you
Not out of spite nor anger
But simply because it's true
Now, I hope you won't object to this
Giving back all of what you owe
The fewer words you have to waste on this
The sooner you can go
Nothing is better, nothing is best
Take heed of yourself, get plenty of rest
Nothing was delivered
But I can't say I sympathize
With what your fate is going to be
Yes, for telling all those lies
Now you must provide some answers
For what you sold that's not been received
And the sooner you come up with them
The sooner you can leave
Nothing is better, nothing is best
Take heed of yourself, get plenty of rest
Now you know nothing was delivered
And it's up to you to say
Just what you had in mind
When you made everybody pay
No, nothing was delivered
Yes and someone must explain
That as long as it takes to do this
Then that's how long as you'll remain
Nothing is better, nothing is best
Take heed of yourself, get plenty of rest
