Broke Down Engine

Traditional, arranged by Bob Dylan

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

  Bob Dylan's Garage Studio, Malibu, CA - May 1993  

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 shootin' craps and gamblin'
Mama an' I done got broke
Been shootin' craps and gamblin'
Mama an' I done got broke
I done pawned my pistol baby
An' my best coat been sold.

Lawdy Lord Lawdy Lawdy Lord
Lawdy Lord Lawdy Lawdy Lord.

I went down to my prayin' ground
Fell on my bended knee
Went down to my prayin' ground
Fell on my bended knee
I ain't cryin' for no religion,
Lord, give 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
Lawdy, just lead her to my door.

Lawdy Lord Lawdy Lawdy Lord
Lawdy Lord Lawdy Lawdy Lord.

Can't you hear me baby
Rappin' on your door
Can't you hear me baby
Rappin' on your door
Got me evil lemon
Carried across the 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 made 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
You're a real hot mama
Come an' drive away daddy's weepin' spell.