My Good Old Man Songtext
von Joan Baez & Bob Dylan

Where are you goin′, my good, old man?
Where are you goin', my honey, my lamb?
Huntin′

When are you comin' back, my good, old man?
When are you comin' back, my honey, my lamb?
Saturday

What′ll you want for supper, my good, old man?
What′ll you want for supper, my honey, my lamb?
Eggs

How many of 'em will you want, my good, old man?
How many of ′em will you want, my honey, my lamb?
A bushel


Why, a bushel of 'em will kill ya, my good, old man
A bushel of ′em will kill ya, my honey, my lamb
I don't care

Where do you want to be buried, my good, old man?
Where do you want to be buried, my honey, my lamb?
In the chimney corner

Why, the ashes will fall on ya, my good, old man
The ashes will fall on ya, my honey, my lamb
I don′t care if they do

What'll you do then, my good, old man?
What'll you do then, my honey, my lamb?
I′ll come back and haunt ya

A ghost can′t haunt a ghost, my good, old man
A ghost can't haunt a ghost, my honey, my lamb