: (Bob Dylan) Lost John's sittin' on a railroad track Something's out of whack Blues this mornin' fallin' down like hail Gonna leave a greasy trail
got time to hide I'd walk through a blazing fire, baby If I knew, you was on the other side Oh, I miss you, Nettie Moore And my happiness is o'er Winter
(Bob Dylan) Lost John's sittin' on a railroad track Something's out of whack Blues this mornin' fallin' down like hail Gonna leave a greasy trail Gonna
