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The Basement Tapes - may/october 1967
Well, i've already had two beers
I'm ready for the broom
Please Mrs. Henry won't you
Take me to my room
I'm a good ol' boy
But i've been sniffin' too many eggs
Talkin' too many people
Drinkin' too many kegs.
Please Mrs. Henry, Mrs. Henry please
Please Mrs. Henry, Mrs. Henry please
I'm down on my knees
An' i ain't got a dime.
Well i'm groanin' in the hallway
Pretty soon i'll be mad
Please Mrs. Henry won't you
Take me to your dad
I can drink like a fish
I can crawl like a snake
I can bite like a turkey
I can slam like a drake.
Please Mrs. Henry, Mrs. Henry please
Please Mrs. Henry, Mrs. Henry please
I'm down on my knees
An' i ain't got a dime.
Now don't crowd me, lady
Or i'll fill up your shoe
I'm a sweet bourbon daddy
But tonite i am blue
I'm a thousand years old
An' i'm a generous bomb
I'm t-boned an' punctured
An' i've been known to calm.
Please Mrs. Henry, Mrs. Henry please
Please Mrs. Henry, Mrs. Henry please
I'm down on my knees
An' i ain't got a dime.
Now i'm startin' to drain
My stool's gonna squeak
If i walk too much farther
My crane's gonna leak
Look Mrs. Henry
There's only so much i can do
Why don't you look my way
An' pump me a few.
Please Mrs. Henry, Mrs. Henry please
Please Mrs. Henry, Mrs. Henry please
I'm down on my knees
An' i ain't got a dime.
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