Wtitten by Bob Dylan. This is 'The Byrds version. If your memory serves you well we were going to meet again and wait So I'm going to unpack all my things and sit before it gets to late No man alive will come to you with another tale to tell But you know that we shall meet again if your memory serves you well Wheels on fire rollin down the road Just notify my next of kin this wheel shall explode If your memory serves you well I was gonna confiscate your lace And wrap it up in a sailor's knot and hide it in your case If I knew for sure that it was yours but it was oh so hard to tell But you know that we shall meet again if your memory serves you well This wheels on fire rollin down the road Just notify my next of kin this wheel shall explode If your memory serves you well you'll remember you're the one Who called on them to call on me to get your favors done And after every plan had failed and there was nothing more to tell You know that we shall meet again if your memory serves you well Wheels on fire rollin down the road Just notify my next of kin this wheel shall explode Enjoy!