Feel like a broke down engine ain't got no drivin' wheel
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Feel like a broke down engine ain't got no drivin' wheel
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You all been down and lonesome, you know just how a poor man feels.
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Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I done got broke
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Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I done got broke
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I done pawned my pistol baby, my best clothes been sold.
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Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy
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Lordy Lord.
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I went down in my praying ground, fell on my bended knees
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Went down to my praying ground, fell on my bended knees
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I ain't cryin' for no religion, Lord, give me back my good gal please.
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If you give me back my baby, I won't worry you no more
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Give me back my baby, I won't worry you no more
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Don't have to put her in my house, Lordy, just lead her to my door.
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Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy
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Lordy Lord.
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Can't you hear me baby, rappin' on your door ?
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Can't you hear me baby, rappin' on your door ?
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Now you hear me tappin', tappin' across your floor.
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Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drive at all
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Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drive at all
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What made me love my woman, she can really do the Georgia Crawl.
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Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no whistle or bell
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Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no whistle or bell
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If you're a real hot momma, come take away Daddy's weeping spell.
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Broke Down Engine
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| Bob Dylan |
