(Bob Dylan)
Crash on the levee, mama
Water's gonna overflow
Swamp's gonna rise
No boat's gonna row
You can train on down
To Williams Point
And you bust your feet
And rock this joint
But oh, mama
You gonna miss your best friend now?
You're gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow
Well, that high tide's risin'
Mama, don't you let me down
Pack up your suitcase
Mama, don't you make a sound
Well, it's sugar for sugar
And salt for salt
If you go down in the flood
It's gonna be your own fault
Oh mama
Ain't you gonna miss your best friend now?
You're gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow
Now, don't you try an' move me
You're just gonna lose
There's been a crash on the levee
Mama, you've just been refused
Well, it's king for king
And queen for queen
It's gonna be the meanest flood
That anybody's seen
Oh, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now?
Yes, you're gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow
Yes, you're gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow
