LYRICS

 

GUARD-RAIL BLUES
(lyrics: Mohnike/music: Dylan)

 

I was cutting through the canebreak
When I stepped on a lion
He put down his soda and asked
To where was I flyin?
I pointed to the barn there
And the cattle that grazed
He stamped me with a number
Then sent out for the slaves
Five strong gals came running
Their heads all shaved
Sayin' "aw, that trip's easy
That road's been paved"

I rode in a sedan chair
Up the hill, two days it took
Where at the top was quite a view
It cost a quarter for a look
I gave mine to a reverend
With a policeman on his knee
Who put his wallet back in his pocket
And asked to see my ID
"I'm just looking for some county"
I offered with a grin
But he didn't take to humor
He just took me in

B

I busted jail with a cake
I'd hidden inside my file
Headed for the forest
For to catch my breath awhile
Every tree I leaned against
Read "propery of Exxon"
But the print was awful small
And I had to put my specs on
I hopped the next vine leaving
And swung and swung and swung
Left my pants at the ladies home
And went naked on the run

The TV set says there's nothing to lose
William S. Burroughs wants to sell me some shoes
I'm at the lookout with the guard-rail blues