I Shall Be Free

Album: The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan (1963)
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  • Well, I took me a woman late last night
    I's three-fourths drunk she looked all right
    'Till she started peelin' off her onion gook
    She took off her wig, said, "How do I look?"
    I's high flyin', bare naked, out the window

    Well, sometimes I might get drunk
    Walk like a duck and smell like a skunk
    Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
    'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
    She's a-tryin' to hide
    Pretendin' she don't know me

    I's out there paintin' on the old wood shed
    When a can o'black paint it fell on my head
    I went down to scrub and rub
    But I had to sit in back of the tub
    Cost a quarter
    Half price

    Well, my telephone rang it would not stop
    It's President Kennedy callin' me up
    He said, My friend, Bob, what do we need to make the country grow?
    I said my friend, John, Brigitte Bardot
    Anita Ekberg
    Sophia Loren
    Country'll grow

    Well, I got a woman five feet short
    She yells and hollers and squeals and snorts
    She tickles my nose pats me on the head
    Blows me over and kicks me out of bed
    She's a man eater
    Meat grinder
    Bad loser

    Oh, there ain't no use in me workin' alla time
    I got a woman who works herself blind
    Works up to her britches, up to her neck
    Write me letters and sends me checks
    She's a humdinger
    Folk singer

    Late one day in the middle of the week
    Eyes were closed I was half asleep
    I chased me a woman up the hill
    Right in the middle of an air drill
    I jumped a fallout shelter
    I jumped the string bean
    I jumped the TV dinner
    I jumped the shot gun

    Now, the man on the stand he wants my vote
    He's a-runnin' for office on the ballot note
    He's out there preachin' in front of the steeple
    Tellin' me he loves all kinds-a people
    He's eatin' bagels
    He's eatin' pizza
    He's eatin' chitlins

    Oh, set me down on a television floor
    I'll flip the channel to number four
    Out of the shower comes a football man
    With a bottle of oil in his hand
    Greasy kid stuff
    What I want to know, Mr. Football Man, is
    What do you do about Willy Mays
    Martin Luther King
    Olatunji

    Well, the funniest woman I ever seen
    Was the great-granddaughter of Mr. Clean
    She takes about fifteen baths a day
    Wants me to grow a moustache on my face
    She's insane

    Well, ask me why I'm drunk all the time
    It levels my head and eases my mind
    I just walk along and stroll and sing
    I see better days and I do better things
    I catch dinosaurs
    I make love to Elizabeth Taylor
    Catch hell from Richard Burton Writer/s: Bob Dylan
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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  • Miles from Az"JOHN" Is John F Kennedy.
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