Bob Dylan - Jolene

Well you're coming 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
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 bet my dice
I can't say I haven't paid the price

Jolene
Jolene
Baby I am the king and you is the queen

Well I found out the hard way
I've had my fill
You 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 is the queen

Written by:
BOB DYLAN, ROBERT HUNTER

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