Broke Down Engine Lyrics

Bob Dylan

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, Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy 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, Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord Lordy, 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 right away daddy's weeping spell

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