Broke down engine
by Bob Dylan
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1. 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.
2. 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.
3. 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.
4. 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.
5. 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.
6. 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.
7. 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.
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.
2. 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.
3. 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.
4. 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.
5. 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.
6. 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.
7. 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.