Tough Mama - Bob Dylan

Tough Mama

Meat shaking on your bones

I’m gonna go down to the river and get some stones

Sister’s on the highway with that steel-drivin’ crew

Papa’s in the big house, his working’ days are through

Tough Mama

Can I blow a little smoke on you?

Dark Beauty

Won’t you move over and give me some room?

It’s my duty to bring you down to the field where the flowers bloom

Ashes in the furnace, dust on the rise

You came through it all the way, flying through the skies

Dark Beauty

With that long night’s journey in your eyes

Sweet Goddess

Born of a blinding light and a changing wind

Now, don’t be modest, you know who you are and where you’ve been

Jack the Cowboy went up north

He’s buried in your past

The Lone Wolf went out drinking

That was over pretty fast

Sweet Goddess

Your perfect stranger’s comin’ on in at last

Silver Angel

With the badge of the lonesome road written on your sleeve

I’d be grateful if this golden ring you'd receive

Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch

I stood alone upon the ridge and all I did was watch

Sweet Goddess

It must be time to carve another notch

I’m crestfallen

The world of illusion's at my door

I ain’t a-hauling any of my lambs to the marketplace anymore

The prison walls are crumbling down, there is no end in sight

I’ve gained some recognition but I lost my appetite

Sweet Beauty

Meet me at the border late tonight