Words and Music by Bob Dylan (1993 Special Rider Music). . Original version of Henry Lee. Nick's version is also available.. . "Get down, get down, Love Henry," she cried,.
Yeah, they came to take me away. Said, "I'd be sittin' here for the rest of my life". But I don't really care, I shot my wife. And brother, I can't even remember the reason why.
Yeah, they came to take me away. Said, "I'd be sittin' here for the rest of my life". But I don't really care, I shot my wife. And brother, I can't even remember the reason why.
Oh, plane, take me away.. Said, I'll be sittin' here for the rest of my life. and I am really scared-- Nick's not coming tonight.. . And brother, I can't even think of a reason why....
She walks these hills, in a long black veil. She visits my grave, when the night winds wail. . Nobody knows, nobody sees. Nobody knows, but me. . Ten years ago on a cold dark night.
Under here, you just take my breath away. Under here, the water flows over my head. I can hear the little fishes. . Under here whispering your most terrible name.
Janey's gone now and she won't be back no more. It was only yesterday I went knocking on her door. Now she's gone away, we won't see her no more. . Little Janey's gone now, Janey's gone now.
You found me at some party. You thought I'd understand. You barreled over to me. With a drink in each hand. . I respect your beliefs, girl. And I consider you a friend.
Well, you lost a foe and you found a friend. (Lie down here and be my girl). I'm back now baby, that man. He won't be coming 'round here again. (Lie down here and be my girl).
C'mon, kind sir, let's walk outside. Breathe the autumn air. See the many that have lived and died. See the unending golden stair. . See all of us that have come behind.
They're gonna lay me low. (Lay me low). They're gonna sink me in the snow. (Lay me low). They're gonna throw back their heads and crow. (Lay me low). When I go.
I've seen your fairground hair, your seaside eyes. Your vampire tooth, your little truth and your tiny lies. And I know your trembling hand, your guilty prize.
I met a little girl in Knoxville. A town we all know well. And every Sunday evening. Out in her home I'd dwell. . We went to take an evening walk. About a mile from town.
These chains of sorrow. They are heavy, it is true. And these locks cannot be broken. No, not with one thousand keys. . O Jailer, you're dragging. Ball and chain, you cannot see.
Now they put the stink on us. stuffed us fulla incubus. choc-o-block with sucubus. never more than fuck to us. c'mon and kiss me black.
Can you turn me up a bit?. . King Kong Kitchee Kitchee Ki-Mi-O. King Kong Kitchee Kitchee Ki-Mi-O. King Kong Kitchee Kitchee Ki-Mi-O. King Kong Kitchee Kitchee Ki-Mi-O.
This leaves out a lot of the repetions on this lyric sheet, and I'm pretty sure a few sections are out of order compared with the recorded song.. . King Ink strolls into town.
Well I love that Kewpie Doll. yeah I bought her in a show. I dressed her up in a cheap red cotton dress. but everything was either fished-out or spat out.
When I first came to town. They called me the roving jewel. Now they've changed their tune. They call me Katy Cruel. Oh diddle day, oh diddle lie o day.
First: I tried to kill it with a hammer. thought that I could lose. the head. sure! We've eaten off the silver. when even the food was against us. and then I tried to kill it in the bed.