Jolene

Lyrics: Bob Dylan, Robert Hunter
Music: Bob Dylan

Well, you're comin' down High Street, walking in the sun
You make a dead man rise and holler, she's the one
Jolene
Jolene
Baby, I am the king and you're the queen

Well it’s a long old highway that don’t ever end
I got a Saturday night special, I’m back again
I’ll sleep by your door, lay my life on the line
You probably don’t know but I’m gonna make you mine
Jolene
Jolene
Baby, I am the King and you is the Queen

I keep my hands in my pocket, I’m movin’ along
People think they know, but they’re all wrong
You're something nice, I’m gonna grab my dice
I can’t say I ever paid the price
Jolene
Jolene
Baby, I am the King and you are the Queen

Well I found out the hard way, I’ve had my fill
Can't fight somebody with his back to a hill
Those big brown eyes, they set off a spark
If you hold me in your arms, things don’t look so dark
Jolene
Jolene
Baby, I am the King and you're the Queen