Lyrics:
Bob Dylan Mama

Tough mama Meat shaking on your bones I'm gonna go down to the river and get some stones Sister's on the highway with that steel drivin' crew Papa's in

is still Well it's early in the evening and everything is still One more time, I'm walking up around the hill Shake shake Mama like a ship going out to sea Shake shake Mama

Tough Mama Meat shakin' on your bones I'm gonna go down to the river and get some stones. Sister's on the highway with that steel-drivin' crew, Papa's

Translation: Dylan, Bob. Mama, You Been On My Mind.

is still Well it's early in the evening and everything is still One more time, I'm walking up around the hill Shake shake Mama like a ship going out to sea Shake shake Mama

Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat An' cov'rin' the crossroads I'm standing at, Or maybe it's the weather or something like that, But mama, you

is still Well it's early in the evening and everything is still One more time, I'm walking up around the hill Shake shake Mama like a ship going out to sea Shake shake Mama

: Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat An' cov'rin' the crossroads I'm standing at, Or maybe it's the weather or something like that, But mama,

Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat An' cov'rin' the crossroads I'm standing at, Or maybe it's the weather or something like that, But mama, you