Texty:
Bob Dylan Knocked Out Loaded

' train I can still see the day that you came to me on the painted desert In your busted down Ford and your platform heels I could never figure out why

you're through running over things Like you're walking 'cross the tracks Maybe, you'll beg me to take you back Maybe someday, you'll find out everybody

Something about you that I can't shake Don't know how much more of this I can take Baby, I'm under your spell I was knocked out and loaded in the naked

Well I told my baby I said "Baby, I know where you been Well, I know who you are And what league you played in" You wanna ramble To the break of dawn

: Well I told my baby I said "Baby, I know where you been Well, I know who you are And what league you played in" You wanna ramble To the break of dawn

far from shore You and me we had completeness, I give you all of what I could provide We weren't on the wrong side, sweetness, We were the wrong side. I've already ripped out

train. I can still see the day that you came to me on the painted desert In your busted down Ford and your platform heels I could never figure out why

: There was a man named Hatma Gandi He would not bow down he would not fight He knew the deal was down and dirty And nothing wrong could make it right

too far from shore You and me we had completeness, I give you all of what I could provide We weren't on the wrong side, sweetness, We were the wrong side. I've already ripped out