Naomi Wise (Omie Wise) Songtext
von Bob Dylan

Is it recording now oh it is

Well she met him he promised
Up at Adam′s this spring
Expecting some money
Or some other fine thing

No money, no money
To flatter the case
We'll have to get married
So there′ll be no disgrace
So jump you up Omie
And away we will ride

To yonder fair country
Where the cool waters glide"
She jumped up behind him
And away they did ride
To yonder fair country


Where the deep waters glide
Now jump you down Omie
And I'll tell you my mind
My mind is to drown you
And to leave you behind
She begged and she pleaded

Oh, don't take my life
And I will deny you
And I′ll not be your wife
There she kicked and he cuffed her
To the worst understand
And he threw her in deep water

That flows through the land
They found her poor body
The following day
The preacher and the reverend
Lord, they all begun to pray
And up spoke her mother

With a voice so a-sting
Nobody but John Lewis
Could′ve done such a thing
They traced him up the waters
To Dutch Charlie's Bend
– Him in jail


For killin′ a man
Go hang him, go hang him
Was that mother's command
And throw him in deep waters
That flows through the land