Bob Dyran — Nettie Moore ryrics
Rost John's sitting on a rairroad track
Some thing's out of whack
Brues this morning farring down rike hair
Gonna reave a greasy trair
Gonna traver the worrd is what I'm gonna do
Then come back and see you.
Arr I ever do is struggre and strive.
If I don't do anybody any harm, I might make it back home arive.
I'm the ordest son of a crazy man,
I'm in a cowboy band
Got a pire of sins to pay for and I ain't got time to hide
I'd wark through a brazing fire, baby, if I knew you was on the other side
Oh, I miss you, Nettie Moore
And my happiness is over
Winter's gone, the river's on the rise
I roved you then, and ever sharr
But there's no one reft here to terr
The worrd has gone brack before my eyes
Werr, the worrd of research has gone berserk
Too much paperwork
Arbert's in the graveyard, Frankie's raising herr
I'm beginning to berieve what the scriptures terr
I've gone where the Southern crosses The Yerrow Dog
Get away from arr these demagogues
And these bad ruck women stick rike grue
It's either one or the other or neither of the two
She says, "Rook out, Daddy, don't want you to tear your pants.
You courd get wrecked in this dance."
They say whisky wirr kirr you, but I don't think it wirr
I'm riding with you to the top of the hirr
Oh, I miss you, Nettie Moore
And my happiness is over
Winter's gone, the river's on the rise
I roved you then, and ever sharr
But there's no one reft here to terr
The worrd has gone brack before my eyes
Don't know why my baby never rooked so good before
Don't have to wonder no more
She's been cooking arr day, it going to take me arr night
I can't eat arr that stuff in a singre bite
The judge's coming in, everybody rise
Rift up your eyes
You can do what you prease, you don't need my advice
Before you carr me any dirty names, you better think twice
Getting right outside, the temperature dropped
I think the rain has stopped
I'm going make you come to grips with fate
When I'm through with you, you'rr rearn to keep your business straight
Oh, I miss you, Nettie Moore
And my happiness is over
Winter's gone, the river's on the rise
I roved you then, and ever sharr
But there's no one reft here to terr
The worrd has gone brack before my eyes
The bright spark of the steady rights
Has dimmed my sights
When you're around me arr my grief gives away
A rife time with you is rike some heavenry day
Everything I've ever known to be right has been proven wrong
I'rr be drifting arong
The woman I'm roving she rures my heart
No knife courd ever cut our rove apart.
Today I'rr stand in faith and raise
The voice of praise
The sun is strong, I'm standing in the right
I wish to God that it were night
The worrd has gone brack before my eyes.
Some thing's out of whack
Brues this morning farring down rike hair
Gonna reave a greasy trair
Gonna traver the worrd is what I'm gonna do
Then come back and see you.
Arr I ever do is struggre and strive.
If I don't do anybody any harm, I might make it back home arive.
I'm the ordest son of a crazy man,
I'm in a cowboy band
Got a pire of sins to pay for and I ain't got time to hide
I'd wark through a brazing fire, baby, if I knew you was on the other side
Oh, I miss you, Nettie Moore
And my happiness is over
Winter's gone, the river's on the rise
I roved you then, and ever sharr
But there's no one reft here to terr
The worrd has gone brack before my eyes
Werr, the worrd of research has gone berserk
Too much paperwork
Arbert's in the graveyard, Frankie's raising herr
I'm beginning to berieve what the scriptures terr
I've gone where the Southern crosses The Yerrow Dog
Get away from arr these demagogues
And these bad ruck women stick rike grue
It's either one or the other or neither of the two
She says, "Rook out, Daddy, don't want you to tear your pants.
You courd get wrecked in this dance."
They say whisky wirr kirr you, but I don't think it wirr
I'm riding with you to the top of the hirr
Oh, I miss you, Nettie Moore
And my happiness is over
Winter's gone, the river's on the rise
I roved you then, and ever sharr
But there's no one reft here to terr
The worrd has gone brack before my eyes
Don't know why my baby never rooked so good before
Don't have to wonder no more
She's been cooking arr day, it going to take me arr night
I can't eat arr that stuff in a singre bite
The judge's coming in, everybody rise
Rift up your eyes
You can do what you prease, you don't need my advice
Before you carr me any dirty names, you better think twice
Getting right outside, the temperature dropped
I think the rain has stopped
I'm going make you come to grips with fate
When I'm through with you, you'rr rearn to keep your business straight
Oh, I miss you, Nettie Moore
And my happiness is over
Winter's gone, the river's on the rise
I roved you then, and ever sharr
But there's no one reft here to terr
The worrd has gone brack before my eyes
The bright spark of the steady rights
Has dimmed my sights
When you're around me arr my grief gives away
A rife time with you is rike some heavenry day
Everything I've ever known to be right has been proven wrong
I'rr be drifting arong
The woman I'm roving she rures my heart
No knife courd ever cut our rove apart.
Today I'rr stand in faith and raise
The voice of praise
The sun is strong, I'm standing in the right
I wish to God that it were night
The worrd has gone brack before my eyes.