Tombstone Blues-Bob Dylan

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[00:00.00]Tombstone Blues - Bob Dylan
[00:06.03]Written by：Bob Dylan
[00:12.06]The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course
[00:15.38]The city fathers they're trying to endorse
[00:20.40]The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse
[00:23.03]But the town has no need to be nervous
[00:29.44]The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits
[00:33.00]To Jezebel the nun she violently knits
[00:36.81]A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits
[00:40.75]At the head of the chamber of commerce
[00:46.13]Mama's in the fact'ry
[00:47.86]She ain't got no shoes
[00:49.17]Daddy's in the alley
[00:50.48]He's lookin' for the fuse
[00:53.05]I'm in the streets
[00:54.05]With the tombstone blues
[01:03.61]The hysterical bride in the penny arcade
[01:08.16]Screaming she moans"I've just been made"
[01:13.04]Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade
[01:15.35]Says"My advice is to not let the boys in"
[01:21.80]Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside
[01:25.49]He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride
[01:29.92]"Stop all this weeping swallow your pride
[01:33.17]You will not die it's not poison"
[01:37.74]Mama's in the fact'ry
[01:38.86]She ain't got no shoes
[01:41.30]Daddy's in the alley
[01:42.42]He's lookin' for the fuse
[01:45.55]I'm in the streets
[01:46.67]With the tombstone blues
[01:59.61]Well John the Baptist after torturing a thief
[02:03.48]Looks up at his hero the Commander-in-Chief
[02:07.54]Saying"Tell me great hero but please make it brief
[02:10.98]Is there a hole for me to get sick in"
[02:15.98]The Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly
[02:19.86]Saying"Death to all those who would whimper and cry"
[02:23.92]And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky
[02:27.48]Saving"The sun's not yellow it's chicken"
[02:32.79]Mama's in the fact'ry
[02:33.55]She ain't got no shoes
[02:35.80]Daddy's in the alley
[02:37.17]He's lookin' for the fuse
[02:40.11]I'm in the streets
[02:41.04]With the tombstone blues
[02:50.53]The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save
[02:53.77]Put jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves
[02:57.59]Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves
[03:01.34]Then sends them out to the jungle
[03:08.73]Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their camps
[03:12.17]With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps
[03:16.11]With a fantastic collection of stamps
[03:20.72]To win friends and influence his uncle
[03:25.41]Mama's in the fact'ry
[03:26.78]She ain't got no shoes
[03:29.15]Daddy's in the alley
[03:30.53]He's lookin' for the fuse
[03:33.16]I'm in the streets
[03:34.59]With the tombstone blues
[03:49.02]The geometry of innocence flesh on the bone
[03:53.28]Causes Galileo's math book to get thrown
[03:57.10]At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone
[04:00.60]But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter
[04:08.40]Now I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill
[04:12.47]I would set him in chains at the top of the hill
[04:16.15]Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B DeMille
[04:20.22]He could die happily ever after
[04:24.47]Mama's in the fact'ry
[04:25.84]She ain't got no shoes
[04:28.72]Daddy's in the alley
[04:29.59]He's lookin' for the fuse
[04:32.10]I'm in the streets
[04:33.97]With the tombstone blues
[04:55.16]Where Ma Raney and Beethoven once unwrapped their bed roll
[04:59.22]Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole
[05:02.66]And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul
[05:06.91]To the old folks home and the college
[05:13.91]Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain
[05:17.35]That could hold you dear lady from going insane
[05:21.03]That could ease you and cool you and cease the pain
[05:24.97]Of your useless and pointless knowledge
[05:29.84]Mama's in the fact'ry
[05:31.15]She ain't got no shoes
[05:33.54]Daddy's in the alley
[05:34.72]He's lookin' for the fuse
[05:37.16]I'm in the streets
[05:38.72]With the tombstone blues