Tell Me, Momma (Live from London 5/26/66)
 作词 : Bob Dylan
 作曲 : Bob Dylan
Ol’ black Bascom, doesn’t break no mirrors
Cold black water dog make no tears
You say you love me, what with, maybe love
Don't you remember makin' baby love?
Yes, you got your steam drill, now you're lookin' for some kid
To get it to work for you like your nine-pound hammer did
But I know, that you know, that I know, that you show
Something is tearing up your mind
Tell me momma
Tell me momma
Tell me momma, what is it?
What's wrong with you this time?
Black sunglass can't make pony run
Tombstone brave-yard can't get it done
Fools' gold in your teeth and cemetery hips
Waiting outside of your graveyard lips
Yes, everybody's wondering when your friendship's gonna end
But come on, baby, I'm your friend!
And I know, that you know, that I know, that you show
Something's tearing up your mind.
Tell me momma
Tell me momma
Tell me momma, what is it?
What's wrong with you this time?
Oh sure pleased him, but your face is red
And Andy he can't get it, he's almost dead
Everybody sees you on your window ledge
How long's it gonna take for you to get off the edge?
You're just gonna make everybody jump and roar
Now whatcha wanna go and do that for?
I know, that you know, that I know, that you show
Something's tearing up your mind
Tell me momma
Tell me momma
Tell me momma, what is it?
What's wrong with you this time?