Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Broke Down Engine
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Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Broke Down Engine
Feel like a broke down engine ain't got no drivin' wheelFeel like a broke down engine ain't got no drivin' wheelYou all been down and lonesome, you know just how a poor man feels.Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I done got brokeBeen shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I done got brokeI done pawned my pistol baby, my best clothes been sold.( )Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, LordyLordy Lord.I went down in my praying ground, fell on my bended kneesWent down to my praying ground, fell on my bended kneesI ain't cryin' for no religion, Lord, give me back my good gal please.If you give me back my baby, I won't worry you no moreGive me back my baby, I won't worry you no moreDon't have to put her in my house, Lordy, just lead her to my door.Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, LordyLordy Lord.Can't you hear me baby, rappin' on your door ?Can't you hear me baby, rappin' on your door ?Now you hear me tappin', tappin' across your floor. Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drive at allFeel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drive at allWhat made me love my woman, she can really do the Georgia Crawl.Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no whistle or bellFeel like a broke down engine, ain't got no whistle or bellIf you're a real hot momma, come take away Daddy's weeping spell.