Tough Mama - Bob Dylan
    Touch mama, meat shakin' on your bones
    I'm gonna go down to the river an' get some stones
    Sister's on the highway with that steel drivin' crew
    Papa's in the big house, his workin' days are thru
    Tough mama, can i blow a little smoke on you.

    Dark beauty, won't you move on over an' gimme some room
    It's my duty to bring you down to the field where the flowers bloom
    Ashes in the furnace, dust on the rise
    You came thru it all the way, flyin' thru the skies
    Dark beauty, with that long night's journey in your eyes.

    Sweet goddess, born of a blindin' light an' a changin' wind
    Now don't be modest, you know who you are an' where you've been
    Jack the cowboy went up north, he's buried in your past
    The lone wolf went out drinkin', that was over pretty fast
    Sweet goddess, your perfect stranger's comin' here at last.

    Silver angel, with the badge of the lonesome road written on your sleeve
    I'd be grateful if this golden ring you'd receive
    Today on the countryside, it was hotter than a crotch
    I stood alone upon the ridge an' all i did was watch
    Sweet goddess, it must be time to carve another notch.

    I'm crest-fallen, the world of illusion's at my door
    I ain't a-haulin' any of my lambs to the market place anymore
    The prison walls are crumblin', there's no enemy in sight
    I've gained some recognition but i lost my appetite
    Sweet beauty, meet me at the border late tonight.


    Marco Giunco
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