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From A Buick 6 1 Bob Dylan © 1965 Warner Bros. Music (Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

30 July 1965 HIGHWAY 61 REVISITED POSITIVELY 4th STREET (Vinyl EP) HIGHWAY 61 REVISTED AGAIN (T-174)

Highway 61 Revisited session 3, Columbia Studio A - 30.jul.1965, take 5 I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kids But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid She's a junkyard angel an' she always gives me bread Well if i go down dyin', you know she's bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well when the pipeline gets broken an' i'm lost on the river bridge I'm cracked up on the highway an' on the water's edge Yet she comes down the thruway ready to sew me up with a thread Well if i go down dyin', you know she's bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well she don't make me nervous she don't talk to much She walks like Bo Diddley an' she don't need no crutch She keeps this four-ten all loaded with lead Well if i go down dyin', you know she's bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well you know i need a steam shovel, mama to keep away the dead I need a dump truck baby, to unload my head She brings me everythin' an' more, an' just like i said Well if i go down dyin', you know she's bound to put a blanket on my bed.

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From A Buick 6 2

30 July 1965 THE CUTTING EDGE: THE BOOTLEG SERIES VOL. 12 / 1965-1966 (DeLuxe Edition) #1 30 July 1965 THE CUTTING EDGE: THE BOOTLEG SERIES VOL. 12 / 1965-1966 (DeLuxe Edition) #2 THIN WILD MERCURY MUSIC (T-350) THE LONESOME SPARROW SINGS (T-349) PORTRAIT (vinyl bootleg) GWW SEEMS LIKE A FREEZE OUT (vinyl bootleg)

Highway 61 Revisited session 4, Columbia Studio A - 30.jul.1965, take 1, false start Highway 61 Revisited session 4, Columbia Studio A - 30.jul.1965, take 4 I got these graveyard women you know, they keep me kid But my soulful mama you know, she keeps me hid She's a junkyard angel an' she also gives me bread Well if i go down dyin', you know she's bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well when the pipeline gets lost you know by the river bridge An' i'm cracked up by the water's edge She comes runnin' down the thruway with a dynamite and a thread Well if i go down dyin', you know she's bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well she don't make me nervous, she don't talk to much She walks like Bo Diddley an' she don't need no crutch She keeps this four-ten loaded under with lead Well if i go down dyin', you know she's bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well i need don't a steam shovel, mama to keep away the dead I need a dump truck mama, to unload my head She brings me everything i want, besides like i said Well if i go down dyin', you know she's bound to put a blanket on my bed.