Текст песни Broke Down Engine

Feel like a broke down engine ain't got no drivin' wheel

You all been down and lonesome, you know just how a poor man feels.

Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I done got broke

Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I done got broke

I done pawned my pistol baby, my best clothes been sold.

Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy

Lordy Lord.

I went down in my praying ground, fell on my bended knees

Went down to my praying ground, fell on my bended knees

I ain't cryin' for no religion, Lord, give me back my good gal please.

If you give me back my baby, I won't worry you no more

Give me back my baby, I won't worry you no more

Don't have to put her in my house, Lordy, just lead her to my door.Bob Dylan - Broke Down Engine - http://ru.motolyrics.com/bob-dylan/broke-down-engine-lyrics.html

Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy

Lordy Lord.

Can't you hear me baby, rappin' on your door ?

Can't you hear me baby, rappin' on your door ?

Now you hear me tappin', tappin' across your floor.

Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drive at all

Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drive at all

What made me love my woman, she can really do the Georgia Crawl.

Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no whistle or bell

Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no whistle or bell

If you're a real hot momma, come take away Daddy's weeping spell.

Bob Dylan Broke Down Engine