Testo Duquesne Whistle Bob Dylan
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Blowing like it’s gonna sweep my world
away
I wanna stop at Carmangale and keep
on going
That Duquesne train gon’ rock me night
and day
You say I’m a gambler, you say I’m
a pimp
But I ain’t neither one
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Sounding like it’s on a final run
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Blowing like she never blowed before
Little light blinking, red light glowing
Blowing like she’s at my chamber door
You smiling through the fence at me
Just like you always smiled before
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Blowing like she ain’t gon’ blow no
more
Can’t you hear that Duquesne whistle
blowing?
Blowing like the sky’s gonna blow apart
You’re the only thing alive that keeps
me going
You’re like a time bomb in my heart
I can hear a sweet voice steadily calling
Must be the mother of our lor
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Blowing like my woman’s on board
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Blowing like it’s gon’ blow my blues
away
You old rascal, I know exactly where
you’re going
I’ll lead you there myself at the break
of day
I wake up every morning with that woman
in my bed
Everybody telling me she’s gone to
my head
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Blowing like it’s gon’ kill me dead
Can’t you hear that Duquesne whistle
blowing?
Blowing through another no good town
The lights on my lady’s land are glowing
I wonder if they’ll know me next time
’round
I wonder if that old oak tree’s still
standing
That old oak tree, the one we used
to climb
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Blowing like she’s blowing right on
time
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