Tombstone Blues(Live) - Sheryl Crow/Natalie Maines/Chrissie Hynde/Sarah McLachlan/Eric Clapton/Keith Richards/Emily Robison/Martie Seidel/Stevie Nicks/Ash Win Sood

作词：Bob Dylan

作曲：Bob Dylan

The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course

The city fathers they're trying to endorse

The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse

But the town has no need to be nervous

The ghost of Belle Star

she hands down her wits

To Jezebel the nun she violently knits

A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits

At the head of the chamber of commerce

Mama's in the fact'ry

She ain't got no shoes

Daddy's in the alley

He's looking for the fuse

I'm in the kitchen

With the tombstone blues

The hysterical bride in the penny arcade

Screaming she moans

I've just been made

Then sends out for the doctor

who pulls down the shade

Says My advice is to not let the boys in

Now the medicine man comes

and he shuffles inside

He walks with a swagger

and he says to be bride

Stop all this weeping swallow your pride

You will not die it's not poison

Mama's in the fact'ry

She ain't got no shoes

Daddy's in the alley

He's looking for the fuse

I'm in the kitchen

With the tombstone blues

Well John the baptist after torturing a thief

Looks up to his hero

Mander in chief

Tell me great hero

Please make it brief

Is there a hole

For me to get sick in

Commander in chief answers him while chas

Saying death to all those who would whimper and cry

And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky

Saving the sun is not yellow it is chicken

Mamas in the factry

She ain't got no shoes

Daddys in the alley

He's lookin' for the fuse

I'm in the streets

With the tombstone blues