Northern Claim

Writen by: Bob Dylan

Northern Claim

Bob Dylan

Well I took a first built [?] on a travelling charge
Calling to darling and southern barge
Well it´s hard to make my getaway with pouring rain
Left myself inside the northern claim

Northern claim, such sound of rain
Northern claim
Now all my life depends on a man of my dependence on a
Northern claim

Well I was found myself an ocean with a ten dollars fly
And the tombstone ladies looking passed on by
Well it´s bodies a-coming and my drive mobile
And I spend bullets flying, I rob, murder or steal

And it was northern claim, beg borrow sound of rain
Northern claim, suicidal rain
Well it don´t matter what you
Don´t matter, just a southern claim

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