Lyrics Vd Gunner's Blues - Bob Dylan

Landlady, hey, landlady
Push your window high
Landlady, hey, landlady
Push your window screen
Well, I've come to kill that woman that give me the old VD
Quit your beatin', stop your bangin'
Quit kickin', up around my door
Quit your beatin', stop your bangin'
Quit kickin' up around my door
Well, that woman who give you the VD
She don't live here no more
Landlady, landlady
You're tellin', me a lie
Landlady, landlady
Tellin' me a lie
There's a dose of hot lead
To stop your lyin' tongue
Blow your whistle, Policeman
My poor feet are bound to run
Blow your whistle, Policeman
My poor feet are bound to run
But it won't stop my runin'
'Til I get that VD woman with my gun
I can hear your bullets slingin'
Sweet bullets from deputy's gun
I can hear 'em slingin' past me
Sweet bullets from that deputy's gun
From this hole in my back
I can feel my heart-blood run