Nettie Moore

Album: Modern Times (2006)
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  • Lost John's sittin' on a railroad track
    Something's out of whack
    Blues this mornin' fallin' down like hail
    Gonna leave a greasy trail

    Gonna travel the world is what I'm gonna do
    Then come back and see you
    All I ever do is struggle and strive
    If I don't do anybody any harm, I might make it back home alive

    I'm the oldest son of a crazy man
    I'm in a cowboy band
    Got a pile of sins to pay for and I ain't got time to hide
    I'd walk through a blazing fire, baby, if I knew you was on the other side

    Oh, I miss you, Nettie Moore
    And my happiness is o'er
    Winter's gone, the river's on the rise
    I loved you then, and ever shall
    But there's no one left here to tell
    The world has gone black before my eyes

    Well, the world of research has gone berserk
    Too much paperwork
    Albert's in the graveyard, Frankie's raising hell
    I'm beginning to believe what the scriptures tell

    I've gone where the Southern crosses The Yellow Dog
    Get away from these demagogues
    And these bad luck women stick like glue
    It's either one or the other or neither of the two

    She says, "Look out, daddy, don't want you to tear your pants
    You could get wrecked in this dance"
    They say whisky'll kill you, but I don't think it will
    I'm ridin' with you to the top of the hill

    Oh, I miss you, Nettie Moore
    And my happiness is o'are
    Winter's gone, the river's on the rise
    I loved you then, and ever shall
    But there's no one left here to tell
    The world has gone black before my eyes

    Don't know why my baby never looked so good before
    Don't have to wonder no more
    She been cooking all day, it gonna take me all night
    I can't eat all that stuff in a single bite

    The judge's coming in, everybody rise
    Lift up your eyes
    You can do what you please, you don't need my advice
    'Fore you call me any dirty names, you better think twice

    Gettin' light outside, the temperature dropped
    I think the rain has stopped
    I'm gonna make you come to grips with fate
    When I'm through with you, you'll learn to keep your business straight

    Oh, I miss you, Nettie Moore
    And my happiness is o'er
    Winter's gone, the river's on the rise
    I loved you then, and ever shall
    But there's no one left here to tell
    The world has gone black before my eyes

    The bright spark of the steady lights
    Has dimmed my sights
    When you're around me all my grief gives 'way
    A life time with you is like some heavenly day

    Everything I've ever known to be right has been proven wrong
    I'll be drifting along
    The woman I'm loving she rules my heart
    No knife could ever cut our love apart

    Today I'll stand in faith and raise
    The voice of praise
    The sun is strong, I'm standing in the light
    I wish to God that it were night

    Oh, I miss you, Nettie Moore
    And my happiness is o'er
    Winter's gone, the river's on the rise
    I loved you then, and ever shall
    But there's no one here left to tell
    The world has gone black before my eyes Writer/s: BOB DYLAN
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 2

  • Justin Dungan from Mid-moEver considered the connection between "where the southern crosses the yellow dog" being located in Moorhead Mississippi and the title/ songs namesake "Nettie Moore?"
  • Jeff from Seattle, WaInteresting anecdote, Grace. Where did you learn it? Thanks
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