Álbum World Gone Wrong de Bob Dylan - Canciones

World Gone Wrong

Listado de canciones del álbum World Gone Wrong

  1. World Gone Wrong 3:53
  2. Love Henry 4:23
  3. Ragged And Dirty 4:07
  4. Blood In My EyesVer letra 5:04

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    letra de Blood In My Eyes

    Woke up this morning, feeling blue,
    Seen a good-lookin' girl, can I make love with you?
    Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,
    Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
    I got blood in my eyes for you, babe,
    I don't care what in the world you do.
    I went back home, put on my tie,
    Gonna get that girl that money that money will buy.
    Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,
    Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
    I got blood in my eyes for you, babe,
    I don't care what in the world you do.
    She looked at me, begin to smile,
    Said, "Hey, hey, man, can't you wait a little while?"
    No, no, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,
    No, no, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
    Got blood in my eyes for you, babe,
    I don't care what in the world you do.
    No, no, ma'ma, I can't wait,
    You got my money, now you're trying to break this date.
    Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,
    Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
    I got blood in my eyes for you, babe,
    I don't care what in the world you do.
    I tell you something, tell you the facts,
    You don't want me, give my money back.
    Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,
    Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
    I got blood in my eyes for you, babe,
    I don't care what in the world you do.

  5. Broke Down EngineVer letra 3:21

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    letra de Broke Down Engine

    Feel like a broke-down engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel,
    Feel like a broke-down engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel.
    You all been down and lonesome, you know just how a poor man feels.
    Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I done got broke,
    Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I done got broke,
    I done pawned my pistol, baby, my best clothes been sold.
    Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord,
    Lordy, Lord.
    I went down in my praying ground, fell on my bended knees,
    I went down in my praying ground, fell on my bended knees,
    I 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 more,
    Give me back my baby, I won't worry you no more,
    Don't have to put her in my house, Lordy, just lead her to my door.
    Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord,
    Lordy, 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 all,
    Feel like a broke-down engine, ain't got no drive at all.
    What make me love my woman, she can really do the Georgia Crawl.
    Feel like a broke-down engine, ain't got no whistle or bell,
    Feel like a broke-down engine, ain't got no whistle or bell,
    If you're a real hot momma, come take away Daddy's weeping spell.

  6. DeliaVer letra 5:38

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    letra de Delia

    Delia was a gambling girl, gambled all around,
    Delia was a gambling girl, she laid her money down.
    All the friends I ever had are gone.
    Delia's dear ol' mother took a trip out West,
    When she returned, little Delia gone to rest.
    All the friends I ever had are gone.
    Delia's daddy weeped, Delia's momma moaned,
    Wouldn't have been so bad if the poor girl died at home.
    All the friends I ever had are gone.
    Curtis' looking high, Curtis' looking low,
    He shot poor Delia down with a cruel forty-four.
    All the friends I ever had are gone.
    High up on the housetops, high as I can see,
    Looking for them rounders, looking out for me.
    All the friends I ever had are gone.
    Men in Atlanta, tryin' to pass for white,
    Delia's in the graveyard, boys, six feet out of sight.
    All the friends I ever had are gone.
    Judge says to Curtis, "What's this noise about?"
    "All about them rounders, Judge, tryin' to cut me out."
    All the friends I ever had are gone.
    Curtis said to the judge, "What might be my fine?"
    Judge says, "Poor boy, you got ninety-nine."
    All the friends I ever had are gone.
    Curtis' in the jail house, drinking from an old tin cup,
    Delia's in the graveyard, she ain't gettin' up.
    All the friends I ever had are gone.
    Delia, oh Delia, how can it be?
    You loved all them rounders, never did love me.
    All the friends I ever had are gone.
    Delia, oh Delia, how can it be?
    You wanted all them rounders, never had time for me.
    All the friends I ever had are gone.

  7. Stack A Lee 3:51
  8. Two Soldiers 5:44
  9. Jack-A-Roe 4:59
  10. Lone Pilgrim 2:39
    Composición: Adger M. Pace, B.F. White

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