Nettie Moore
Bob Dylan
Lost John sittin' on a railroad track Something's out of wack Blues this morning falling down like hail Gonna leave a greasy trail Gonna travel the world is what I'm gonna do Then come back and see you All I ever do is struggle and strive If I don't do anybody any harm I might make it back home alive I'm the oldest son of a crazy man I'm in a cowboy band Got a pile of sins to pay for and I ain't got time to hide I'd walk through a blazing fire baby if I knew you was on the other side Oh I miss you Nettie Moore And my happiness is o'er Winter's gone the river's on the rise I loved you then and ever shall But there's no one here that's left to tell The world has gone black before my eyes