Dylan song that I wrote

I got a note book
And I got it for free
So I scribe few things
But later I couldn’t read

I asked my friend
A good friend of mine
To read the things I wrote
Hoping he will read it for me.

Next day he came
Asking “how do you do?”
I said “fairly good.”
Feel free to be rude

He took out his gun
Pointing at me
And said” you are where I want to be”
Shot me twice and I was dead.

He thought it was fun
So didn’t bothered to run
He kept the note book
Till he was shot dead
For the free copy of the note book.