Lyrics

Crash on the levee, mama, water's gonna overflow Swamp's gonna rise, no boat's gonna row Now you can train on down to Williams Point You can bust your feet, you can rock this joint But, oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? You're gonna have to find yourself another best friend, somehow. Now don't you try and move me, you're just gonna lose There's a crash on the levee and, mama, you've been refused Well, it's sugar for sugar and salt for salt If you go down in the flood, it's gonna be your own fault Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? Yes, you're gonna have to find yourself another best friend, somehow. Well, that high tide's risin', mama, don't you let me down Pack up your suitcase, mama, don't you make a sound Now it's king for king, queen for queen It's gonna be the meanest flood that anybody's seen Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? Yes, you're gonna have to find yourself another best friend, somehow.
Writer(s): Bob Dylan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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