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