Don't Ya Tell Henry

Bob Dylan © 1971, 1975 Dwarf Music

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

  The Basement Tapes - october 1967  

I went down to the river on a saturday morn
A lookin' around just to see who's born
I found a little chicken down on his knees
I went up an' yelled to him
Please, please, please
He said, "Don't ya tell Henry
Don't ya tell Henry
Don't ya tell Henry
Apple's got your fly."

I went down to the corner at half past ten
I's lookin'  around i wouldn't say when
I looked down low, i looked above
An' who did i see but the one i love
She said, "Don't  ya tell Henry
Don't ya tell Henry
Don't ya tell Henry
Apple's got your fly."

Now i went down to the beanery at half past twelve
A-lookin' around just to see myself
I spotted a horse an' a donkey too
I looked for a cow an' i saw me a few
They said, "Don't  ya tell Henry
Don't ya tell Henry
Don't ya tell Henry
Apple's got your fly."

Now i went down to the pumphouse the other night
A-lookin' around what was oughta sight
I looked high an' low for that big ol' tree
I did go upstairs but i didn't see nobody but me
I said, "Don't  ya tell Henry
Don't ya tell Henry
Don't ya tell Henry
Apple's got your fly."