Red Wing-Bob Dylan/Oscar Brand

[00:00.000] 作词 : Thurland Chattaway /Bob Dylan [00:01.000] 作曲 : Brand [00:02.000] 编曲 : Kerry Mills [00:03.375]There once was an Indian maid [00:04.824]Who always was afraid [00:06.869]That some buckaroo would fly around and fool While she lay sleeping in the shade [00:10.551]She had an idea grand [00:11.927]She filled it up with sand [00:13.913]To keep the boys from forbidden joys In Red Wing's promised land [00:16.975] [00:17.725]Oh, the sunshine down on pretty Red Wing [00:21.023]As she lay sleeping, this buck come creeping [00:24.110]With his one good eye he was a-peeping [00:28.023]He hoped to reach the promised land [00:31.309] [00:31.924]Now he was an Indian wise [00:33.642]He reached for Red Wing's thighs [00:35.241]With an old rubber boot on the end of his toot [00:36.776]He made poor Red Wing open up her eyes [00:38.566]But when she came to life [00:40.038]She grabbed her bowie knife [00:41.783]It flashed in the sky as she let it fly [00:44.406]And shortened his love life [00:45.289] [00:46.064]Oh, the Moon shines down on pretty Red Wing [00:49.265]As she lays snoring, her knife adoring. [00:52.584]For, no longer do the braves come whoring. [00:55.718]They won't pay the price for the promised land. [00:59.111] [00:59.697]Oh, girls if you wanna be wise, put away those knives. [01:03.190]Boys like to pay for a fling in the hay [01:04.534]But they don't wanna pay for the rest of their lives. [01:06.621]Mind what your mamma said, if you're lying in your bed [01:09.688]If you can't obey, don't reach for a blade [01:11.643]Have a hell of a time instead [01:13.493] [01:14.030]Woo, the clouds go floating over Red Wing [01:16.874]As she lays snoring; her life is boring. [01:20.332]Why, she'd even welcome Hermann Goering [01:23.901]Into the pleasure of her promised land.