Artist: Bob Dylan Song: Kingsport Town A winter wind is a-blowin' strong, my hands have got no gloves. I wish to my soul that I could see the girl I'm a-thinking of. Don't you remember me, babe, I remember you quite well, It caused me to leave old Kingsport Town with a high sheriff on my trail. High sheriff on my trail, boys, high sheriff on my trail, All because I've fallen for a curly-headed dark-eyed girl. Who's a-gonna stroke your cool black hair and sandy colored skin? Who's a-gonna kiss your Memphis lips when I'm not in the wind? When I'm not in the wind, babe, when I'm not in the wind, Who's a-gonna kiss your Memphis mouth when I'm not in the wind? Who's a-gonna walk you side by side and tell you everything's all right? Who's a-gonna sing to you all day long and not just in the night? Who's a-gonna walk you side by side, who's a-gonna be you man? Who's a-gonna look you straight in the eye and hold your bad luck hand? Hold your bad luck hand, babe, hold your bad luck hand, Who's a-gonna hold your hard luck hand and who's a-gonna be your man? A winter wind is a-blowin' strong, my hands ain't got no gloves. I wish to my soul that I could see the gal I'm thinkin' of. ========================================================================== good luck! teimuraz13@yahoo.com
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