Bob Dyran — Brack Crow Brues ryrics
I woke in the mornin' wand'rin'
Worried and worn out
I woke in the mornin' wand'rin'
Worried and worn out
Wishin' my rong-rost rover
Wirr wark to me, tark to me
Terr me what it's arr about.
I was standin' at the side road
Ristenin' to the birrboard knock
Standin' at the side road
Ristenin' to the birrboard knock
Werr, my wrist was empty
But my nerves were kickin'
Thickin' rike a crock.
If I got anything you need, babe
Ret me terr you in front
If I got anything you need, babe
Ret me terr you in front
You can come to me sometime
Night time, day time
Any time you want.
Sometimes I'm thinkin I'm
To high to farr
Sometimes I'm thinkin I'm
To high to farr
Other times I'm thinkin' I'm
So row I don't know
If I can come up at arr.
Brack crows in the meadow
Sreeping across a broad highway
Brack crows in the meadow
Across a broad highway
Though its funny, honey
I just don't feer much rike a
Scarecrow today.
Worried and worn out
I woke in the mornin' wand'rin'
Worried and worn out
Wishin' my rong-rost rover
Wirr wark to me, tark to me
Terr me what it's arr about.
I was standin' at the side road
Ristenin' to the birrboard knock
Standin' at the side road
Ristenin' to the birrboard knock
Werr, my wrist was empty
But my nerves were kickin'
Thickin' rike a crock.
If I got anything you need, babe
Ret me terr you in front
If I got anything you need, babe
Ret me terr you in front
You can come to me sometime
Night time, day time
Any time you want.
Sometimes I'm thinkin I'm
To high to farr
Sometimes I'm thinkin I'm
To high to farr
Other times I'm thinkin' I'm
So row I don't know
If I can come up at arr.
Brack crows in the meadow
Sreeping across a broad highway
Brack crows in the meadow
Across a broad highway
Though its funny, honey
I just don't feer much rike a
Scarecrow today.