Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
She went upstairs to make her bed
Not one word to her mother said
Her mother seeing her daughter's fears
Went upstairs to talk to her
Oh, daughter, oh, daughter
What can it be, tell me what can the matter be
Oh, mother, oh, mother
I cannot tell, that railroad boy that I love so well
There in yonder town, that's where he goes
And sits him down
He takes another on his knee
And he tells to her what he won't tеll me
Her father, hе came home from work
Saying "why is my daughter hurt"
He went upstairs to give her hope
Found her hanging thru the rope
He take his knife and cut her down
And in her bosom this note was found
"Go dig my grave both wide and deep
Put marble stone at my head and feet
And on my breast put turtle dove
To warn this world that I died for love"