I Shall Be Free - Bob Dylan

    Well I took me a woman late last night,
    I's three fourths drunk, she looked all right
    'til she started peeling off her onion gook,
    Took off her wig, said, "How do I look?"
    I's high flyin
    bare naked
    out the window
    Well, sometimes, I might get drunk
    Walk like a duck and smell like a skunk
    Don't hurt me none, it don't hurt my pride
    Cause I got my little lady right by my side
    She's a tryin' to hide
    Pretendin' she don't know me
    I's out there paintin' on the old wood shed
    When a can of black paint, it fell on my head
    I went down to scrub and rub
    But I had to sit in back of the tub
    Cost a quarter
    Half price
    Well, my telephone rang, it would not stop
    It's President Kennedy callin' me up
    He said, "My friend Bob, what do we need to make the country grow?"
    I said, "My friend John, Bridgette Bardot"
    Anita Ickberg
    Sophia Loren
    County'll grow
    Well I got a woman five feet short
    She yells and hollars and screams and snorts
    She tickles my nose, pats me on the head
    Rolls me over and kicks me out of bed
    She's a man-eater
    Meat grinder
    Bad loser
    Oh there ain't no use in me workin' all the time
    I got a woman who works herself blind
    Works up to her britches, up to her neck
    Writes me letters and sends me checks
    She's a humdinger
    Late one day, in the middle of the week
    My eyes were closed, I was half asleep
    I chased me a woman up the hill
    Right in the middle of an air raid drill
    I jumped a fallout shelter
    I jumped a string bean
    I jumped a tv dinner
    I jumped a shotgun
    Well the man on the stand, he wants my vote
    He's runnin' for office on a ballot note
    He's out there preachin' in front of the steeple
    Tellin' me he loves all kinds of people
    He's eatin' bagels
    He's eatin' pizza
    He's eatin' chitlins
    Oh I sat me down on the television floor
    I flipped the channel to number four
    Out of the shower comes a football man
    With a bottle of oil in his hand
    Greasy kid's stuff
    What I want to know mister football man is
    What do you know about Willie Mays
    Martin Luther King
    Well the funniest woman I ever seen
    Was the great granddaughter of Mister Clean
    She takes about fifteen baths a day
    Wants me to grow a moustache on my face
    She's insane
    Well, ask me why I'm drunk all the time
    Levels my head and eases my mind
    I just walk along and stroll and sing
    I see better days and do better things
    I catch dinosaurs
    Make love to Elizabeth Taylor
    Catch hell from Richard Burton

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