My Woman She’s A-Leavin’
Writen by: Bob Dylan
[?] broken out and fighting
But she´s all right out of need
And she´s already mourning my hand
She´s open as some pages
But I don´t have the need
But she´s already cheating my stand
Every time you morning plea
I [?] this heart to please
But she´s already held me in my hand
Now early in the morning
She´s a [?] to hold
I´m a rolling stone of desire
[?] she´s hungry but she´s kneeling
And she´s all messed up like [?]
But she don´t leave me no combination
And I don´t need no congregation
And she hear them preaching on the fire
[Instrumental solo]
Well [?]
Hear no bell [?]
[?]
[?] mama´s kitchen on his [?]
But she´s all messed up [?]
Well I hate to be no streetin´
But my woman she´s a-leavin´
And I feel [?] she´s no liar
[Instrumental solo]