Dont Ya Tell Henry — текст песни (Bob Dylan)

Dont ya tell henry,

Apples got your fly.



I went down to the river on a saturday morn,

A-lookin around just to see whos born.

I found a little chicken down on his knees,

I went up and yelled to him,

"please, please, please!"

He said, "dont ya tell henry,

Dont ya tell henry,

Dont ya tell henry,

Apples got your fly."



I went down to the corner at a-half past ten,

Is lookin around, I wouldnt say when.

I looked down low, I looked above,

And who did I see but the one I love.

She said, "dont ya tell henry,

Dont ya tell henry,

Dont ya tell henry,

Apples got your fly."



Now, I went down to the beanery at half past twelve,

A-lookin around just to see myself.

I spotted a horse and a donkey, too,

I looked for a cow and I saw me a few.

They said, "dont ya tell henry,

Dont ya tell henry,

Dont ya tell henry,

Apples got your fly."



Now, I went down to the pumphouse the other night,

A-lookin around, it was outa sight.

I looked high and low for that big ol tree,

I did go upstairs but I didnt see nobody but me.

I said, "dont ya tell henry,

Dont ya tell henry,

Dont ya tell henry,

Apples got your fly."