Bob Dylan - Railroad Bill | Текст песни

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Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill
He never worked, and he never will,
and it's ride, ride, ride.

Railroad Bill he was a mighty mean man
He shot the midnight lantern out of the brakeman's hand
and it's ride, ride, ride.

Railroad Bill, you know he took a wife
Said, if I didn't like it, he would take my life,
I'm gonna ride, ride, ride.

Goin' up the mountain, goin' out west
.38 special stickin' out of my vest,
I'm gonna ride, ride, ride.

Find me a pistol just as long as my arm,
and shoot anybody who does me any harm,
I'm gonna ride, ride, ride.

Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill
He never worked, and he never will,
Ride, ride, ride.

Honey, honey, honey, think that I'm a fool?
Think I would quit you when the weather is cool?
Ride, ride, ride.