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Bob Dylan - Po' Boy (Official Audio)
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Bob Dylan
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Jeremy Welch
Jeremy Welch
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Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
作曲
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Jack Frost
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歌词

Man came to the door, I say "For whom were you lookin'?" Says "Your wife." I say, "She's busy in the kitchen cookin'." Po' boy, where you been? Already told you, won't tell you again I say, "How much you want for that? I'll go into the store." Man says, "Three dollars." "All right," I say, "Will you take four?" Po' boy, never say die Things will be all right, by and by Workin' like in a main line, workin' like a devil The game is the same it's just up on another level Po' boy, dressed in black Police at your back Po' boy in a red hot town Out beyond the twinklin' stars Ridin' first class train, makin' the rounds Try to keep from fallin' between the cars Othello told Desdemona "I'm cold, cover me with a blanket", "By the way, what happened to that poisoned wine?" She said, "I gave it to you. You drank it" Po' boy, layin' 'em straight Pickin' up the cherries fallin' off the plate Time and love has branded me with its claws Had to go to Florida, dodgin' them Georgia laws Po' boy in the hotel called the Palace of Gloom Called down to room service, says, "Send up a room." My mother was the daughter of a wealthy farmer My father was a traveling salesman, I never met him When my mother died my uncle took me in, he run a funeral parlor He did a lot of nice things for me and I won't forget him All I know is that I'm thrilled by your kiss I don't know any more than this Po' boy, pickin' up sticks Build you a house out of mortar and bricks Knockin' on the door, I say, "Who is it, where you from?" Man say "Freddie", I say "Freddie who?" He say, "Freddie or not, here I come." Po' boy 'neath the stars that shine Washin' them dishes, feedin' them swine
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