Broke Down Engine lyrics

Artist  : Bob Dylan 
Song : Broke Down Engine
 
Feel like a broke down engine ain't got no drivin'
wheel
Feel like a broke down engine ain't got no
drivin' wheel
You all been down and lonesome, you know just how
a poor man feels.

Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I
done got broke
Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I
done got broke
I done pawned my pistol baby, my best clothes
been sold.

Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy,
Lordy
Lordy Lord.

I went down in my praying ground, fell on my
bended knees
Went down to my praying ground, fell on my bended
knees
I ain't cryin' for no religion, Lord, give me
back my good gal please.

If you give me back my baby, I won't worry you no
more
Give me back my baby, I won't worry you no more
Don't have to put her in my house, Lordy, just
lead her to my door.

Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy,
Lordy
Lordy Lord.

Can't you hear me baby, rappin' on your door ?
Can't you hear me baby, rappin' on your door ?
Now you hear me tappin', tappin' across your
floor. 

Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drive
at all
Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drive
at all
What made me love my woman, she can really do the
Georgia Crawl.

Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no
whistle or bell
Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no
whistle or bell
If you're a real hot momma, come take away
Daddy's weeping spell.