| Lyrics: | by Bob Dylan
0l' black Bascom, don't break no mirrors
Cold black water dog, make no
tears
You say you love me with what may be love
Don't you remember makin' baby
love?
Got your steam drill built and you're lookin' for some kid
To get it to work for you
like your nine-pound hammer did
But I know that you know that I know that you
show
Something is tearing up your mind.
Tell me, momma,
Tell me,
momma,
Tell me, momma, what is it?
What's wrong with you this time?
Hey, John,
come and get me some candy goods
Shucks, it sure feels like it's in the woods
Spend some
time on your January trips
You got tombstone moose up and your brave-yard whips
If you're
anxious to find out when your friendship's gonna end
Come on, baby, I'm your friend!
And I
know that you know that I know that you show
Something is tearing up your mind.
Tell
me, momma,
Tell me, momma,
Tell me, momma, what is it?
What's wrong with you this
time?
Ohh, we bone the editor, can't get read
But his painted sled, instead it's a
bed
Yes, I see you on your window ledge
But I can't tell just how far away you are from
the edge
And, anyway, you're just gonna make people jump and roar
Whatcha wanna go and do
that for?
For I know that you know that I know that you know
Something is tearing up your
mind.
Ah, tell me, momma,
Tell me, momma,
Tell me, momma, what is
it?
What's wrong with you this time |
