From A Buick 6

Текст песни BOB DYLAN - From A Buick 6 <br/> I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kid<br />But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid<br />She&#039;s a junkyard angel and she always gives me bred<br />Well, if I go down dyin&#039; you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed.<br /><br />Well, when the pipeline gets broken and I&#039;m lost on the river bridge<br />I&#039;m cracked up on the highway and on the water&#039;s edge<br />( )<br />She comes down the thruway ready to sew me up with thread<br />Well, if I go down dyin&#039; you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed.<br /><br />Well, she don&#039;t make me nervous, she don&#039;t talk too much<br />She walks like Bo Diddley and she don&#039;t need no crutch<br />She keeps this four-ten all loaded with lead<br />Well, if I go down dyin&#039; you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed.<br /><br />Well, you know I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead<br />I need a dump truck baby to unload my head<br />She brings me everything and more, and just like I said<br />Well, if I go down dyin&#039; you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed.<br />