In the Pines

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In the Pines

Bob Dylan

Little girl, little Girl, don´t lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night?
In the pines, In the pines
Where the sun never shine
I shivered the whole night through

Little girl, little girl, where will you go
I´m going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, In the pines
Where the sun never shine
I will shiver the whole night through

Little girl, Little Girl, don´t lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night?
In the pines, In the pines
Where the sun never shine
I shivered the whole night through

My Husband was a Railroad man
Killed a mile and a half from here
His head, was found, In a drivers wheel
And his body hasn´t never been found

Little girl, little girl, where will you go
I´m going where the cold wind blows
You called me weak, and you called me the most
You called rita, bring me back home

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