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Tytuł: Highwater - For Charlie Patton

  • Wykonawca: Bob Dylan
  • Wy¶wietleń: 252
Highwater risin', rising night and day
  All the gold and silver are being stolen away
  Big Joe Turner looking east and west from the dark room of his mind
  He made it to Kansas City, Twelfth Street and Vine
  Nothin' standing there
  Highwater everywhere
  
  Highwater rising the shacks are sliding down
  Folks lose their possessions, the folks are leaving town
  Reformation shook it, broke it, then she hung it on the wall
  Say you dance with whom they tell you to or you don't dance at all
  It's tough out there
  Highwater everywhere
  
  I got a cravin' love for blazin' speed
  I got a hopped up Mustang Ford
  Jump into the wagon, love
  Throw your panties overboard
  I can write you poems, make a strong man lose his mind
  I'm no pig without a wig, I hope you treat me kind
  Things are breakin' up out there
  Highwater everywhere
  
  Highwater rising, six inches above my head
  Coffin's dropping in the street like balloons made out of clay
  Water poured into Vicksburg, don't know what I'm gonna do
  Don't reach out for me, she said, can't you see I'm drowning too
  It's rough out there
  Highwater everywhere
  
  Well, George Lewis told the Englishman, the Italian and the Jew
  You can't open up your mind, boys, to every conceivable point of view
  They got Charles Darwin trapped out there on Highway 5
  Judge says to the high sheriff, I want him dead or alive
  Either one, I don't care
  Highwater everywhere
  
  Well, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, she warbles as she flies
  I'm preachin' the word of God, I'm puttin' out your eyes
  I asked Fat Nancy for someth'n' to eat, she said take it off the shelf
  As great as you are man, you'll never be greater than yourself
  I told her I didn't really care
  Highwater everywhere
  
  I get up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom
  Keepin' away from the women, I'm givin' them lots of room
  Thunder rollin' over Clarksdale, everythin' a lookin' blue
  I just can't be happy, love, unless you're happy too
  It's bad out there
  Highwater everywhere