Sitting on a Barbed wine Pence Songtext
von Bob Dylan

I paid fifteen million dollars
Twelve hundred and seventy-two cents
I paid one thousand two hundred
Twenty-seven dollars and fifty-five cents
See my bulldog bite a rabbit
And my hound dog is sittin′ on a barbed-wire fence


Well, my temperature rises and my feet can't walk so hot
Yeah, my temperature rises and my feet can′t walk so hot
Well, this Arabian doctor comes in, gives me a shot
But wouldn't tell me what it was that I got

Well, this woman I've got, she′s killing me alive
Yes, this woman I′ve got, she's killin′ me alive
She's making me into an old man
And I′m not even twenty-five

Of course, you're gonna think this song is a riff
I know you′re gonna think this song is just a riff
Unless you've been inside a tunnel
And fell down 69, 70 feet over a barbed-wire fence

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