Tytuł: From A Buick 6

• Wykonawca: Bob Dylan
• Wyświetleń: 212

I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kid
  But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid
  She's a junkyard angel and she always gives me bred
  Well, if I go down dyin' you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed.
  
  Well, when the pipeline gets broken and I'm lost on the river bridge
  I'm cracked up on the highway and on the water's edge
  She comes down the thruway ready to sew me up with thread
  Well, if I go down dyin' you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed.
  
  Well, she don't make me nervous, she don't talk too much
  She walks like Bo Diddley and she don't need no crutch
  She keeps this four-ten all loaded with lead
  Well, if I go down dyin' you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed.
  
  Well, you know I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead
  I need a dump truck baby to unload my head
  She brings me everything and more, and just like I said
  Well, if I go down dyin' you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed.