Bob Dylan Lyrics - Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie Lyrics lyrics

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The winter wind is a blowing 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

You 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'm falling for

A curly-headed dark-eyed girl

Who's a-gonna stroke your cold black hair

And sandy colored skin

Who's a-gonna kiss your Menphis lips

When I'm out in the wind

When I'm out in the wind, babe

When I'm out in the wind

Who's a-gonna kiss your Memphis mouth

When I'm out in the wind

Who's a-gonna walk you side by side

And tell you everything's alright

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 your 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

The winter wind is a blowing strong

My hands have got no gloves

I wish to my soul I could see

The girl I'm a-thinking of.