Walls of Red Wing [outtake] chords by Bob Dylan
Verse 1
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There once was an Indian maid
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who always was afraid
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That some buckaroo would fly
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around the flue as she lay sleepin'
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In the shade she had an idea grand,
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she filled it up with sand
To keep the boys from for
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bidden joys
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in Redwick's promised land
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Oh, the sun shines down
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on pretty Red Wing
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as she lay sleepin'
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This buck come creepin'
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with his one good eye
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He was a beepin',
Em
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he hoped to reach the promised land.
Now he was an Indian wise,
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he reached for Red Wing's thighs
With an old rubber boot on the end of a toot
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He made poor Red Wing open up her eyes
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But when she'd come to life,
she grabbed her Bowie knife
It flashed in the sky as she let it fly
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And shortened his love life.
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Oh, the moon shines down
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on pretty Red Wing
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As she lay snoring, her knife ad oring
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For no longer do the Braves
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come whoring
Em
They won't pay the price
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of the promised land.
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Oh, girls, if you want to be wives,
put away those knives.
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Boys like to play for a fling in
the hay.
They don't want to pay
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the rest of their lives.
Mind what Mama said,
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if you're lying in your bed.
If you can't evade,
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don't reach for a blade.
Em
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Have a hell of a time instead.
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Oh, the clouds go floating
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over Red Wing
Em
As she lays snoring
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where life is boring.
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Why, she'd even welcome
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Herman Goring
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Into the pleasure of her promised land.
Walls of Red Wing [outtake]
Bob Dylan
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