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Rag Mama Rag
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Levon Helm
Levon Helm
Mandoline
Rick Danko
Rick Danko
Chœurs
Garth Hudson
Garth Hudson
Piano
Richard Manuel
Richard Manuel
Batterie
John Simon
John Simon
Tuba
Robbie Robertson
Robbie Robertson
Guitare acoustique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Robbie Robertson
Robbie Robertson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
The Band
The Band
Production
John Simon
John Simon
Co‑production
Robbie Robertson
Robbie Robertson
Ingénierie
Joe Zagarino
Joe Zagarino
Ingénierie de mixage
Tony May
Tony May
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Rag, mama, rag, I can't believe it's true Rag, mama, rag, what did you do? I crawled up to the railroad track Let the 4:19 scratch my back Sag, mama, sag, now what's come over you? Rag, mama, rag, I'm a pulling out your gag Gonna turn you lose like an old caboose Got a tail I need to drag I ask about your turtle And you ask about the weather Well, I can't jump the hurdle and we can't get together We could be relaxing In my sleeping bag But all you wanna do for me, mama is- Rag, mama, rag, there's nowhere to go Rag, mama, rag, come on risin' up the bow Rag, mama, rag, where do you roam? Rag, mama, rag, bring your skinny, little body back home It's dog eat dog and cat eat mouse You can rag, mama, rag, all over my house Hailstones beatin' on the roof The bourbon is a hundred proof It's you and me and the telephone Our destiny is quite well known We don't need to sit and brag All we gotta do is rag, mama, rag, mama, rag Rag, mama, rag, where do you roam? Rag, mama, rag, bring your skinny, little body back home
Writer(s): Robbie Robertson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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