Railroad Bill (trad.) Songtext
von Bob Dylan

Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill
He never worked, and he never will,
And it′s ride, ride, ride.
Railroad Bill he was a mighty mean man
He shot the midnight?? and out of the brakeman's hand
And it′s ride, ride, ride.
Railroad Bill you know he took my wife,
Said if I didn't like it, he would take my life.
I'm gonna ride, ride, ride.
Goin′ up the mountain, goin′ out west
.38 Spec a-stickin' out of my vest. I′m gonna ride, ride, ride.
Buy me a pistol just as long as my arm
And shoot anybody who does me any harm.
I'm gonna ride, ride, ride.
Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill
He never worked, and he never will,
Ride, ride, ride.
Honey honey, honey think that I′m a fool
Think I would put you when the weather is cool
Ride, ride, ride.