On a Rainy Afternoon Songtext
von Bob Dylan

Go imagine her name but she′s gone
High tension but she ordered what she's on
I know things and I′ve told you why
What she wants about the folks they try
It's alright, baby, now for my atomic boom

I'm rolling, it′s a pretty afternoon


Early summer, but she′s out of here
But I had money, she comes by looking for him
Now she comes and, oh, she goes
For all time and nobody knows
But I'll tell you one thing, that it′s her clothes he wear

Had a rose on a rainy afternoon

Sweet thing, that's something on her mind
But I see you, but she sure is hard to find
As she goes, no, why she hollers
Bad, oh, bad, but it′s hat for dollars
I tell you again, friend, if you don't believe me, I tell you why

News are fallin′ on a rainy afternoon