《Red Wing》歌词

[00:00:00] Red Wing - Bob Dylan (鲍勃·迪伦)/Oscar Brand

[00:00:03] There once was an Indian maid

[00:00:05] Who always was afraid

[00:00:07] That some buckaroo would fly around and fool

[00:00:09] While she lay sleeping in the shade

[00:00:10] She had an idea grand

[00:00:12] She filled it up with sand

[00:00:14] To keep the boys from forbidden joys

[00:00:15] In Red Wing's promised land

[00:00:18] Oh the sun shines down on pretty Red Wing

[00:00:21] As she lay sleeping this buck come creeping

[00:00:24] With his one good eye he was a peeping

[00:00:28] He hoped to reach the promised land

[00:00:32] That he was an Indian wise

[00:00:33] He reached for Red Wing's thighs

[00:00:35] With an old rubber boot on the end of his toot

[00:00:37] He made poor Red Wing open up her eyes

[00:00:38] But when she came to life

[00:00:40] She grabbed her bowie knife

[00:00:42] It flashed in the sky as she let it fly

[00:00:44] And shortened his love life

[00:00:46] Oh the men shine

[00:00:47] Going on floating over Red Wing

[00:00:49] As she lays snoring her life is boring

[00:00:53] Why the longer do the berise come heroing

[00:00:56] The want to play of

[00:00:57] Pleasure of her promised land

[00:01:14] Oh the clouds go floating over Red Wing

[00:01:17] As she lays snoring; were life is boring

[00:01:20] Why she'd even welcome Hermann Goering

[00:01:24] Into the pleasure of her promised land