paroles de chanson From a Buick 6 - Bob Dylan
I
got
this
graveyard
woman,
you
know,
she
keeps
my
kids
But
my
soulful
mama,
you
know,
she
keeps
me
hid
She's
a
junkyard
angel
and
she
always
gives
me
bread
Well,
if
I
go
down
dyin',
you
know
She's
bound
to
put
a
blanket
on
my
bed
Well,
when
the
pipeline
gets
broken
and
I'm
lost
on
the
river
bridge
I'm
all
cracked
up
on
the
highway
and
in
the
water's
edge
Here
she
comes
down
the
thruway,
ready
to
sew
me
up
with
a
thread
Well,
if
I
go
down
dyin',
you
know
She's
bound
to
put
a
blanket
on
my
bed
Well,
she
don't
make
me
nervous,
she
don't
talk
too
much
She
walks
like
Bo
Diddley
and
she
don't
need
no
crutch
She
keeps
this
four-ten
all
loaded
with
lead
Well,
if
I
go
down
dyin',
you
know
She's
bound
to
put
a
blanket
on
my
bed
Come
on
Well,
you
know,
I
need
a
steam
shovel,
mama,
to
keep
away
the
dead
I
need
a
dump
truck,
baby,
to
unload
my
head
She
brings
me
everything
and
more
and
just
like
I
said
Well,
if
I
go
down
dyin',
you
know
She's
bound
to
put
a
blanket
on
my
bed
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