Down in The Flood — текст песни (Bob Dylan)

Crash on the levee, mama,

Waters gonna overflow,

Swamps gonna rise,

No boats gonna row.

Now, you can train on down

To williams point,

You can bust your feet,

You can rock this joint.

But oh mama, aint you gonna miss your best friend now?

Youre gonna have to find yourself

Another best friend, somehow.



Now, dont you try an move me,

Youre just gonna lose.

Theres a crash on the levee

And, mama, youve been refused.

Well, its sugar for sugar

And salt for salt,

If you go down in the flood,

Its gonna be your own fault.

Oh mama, aint you gonna miss your best friend now?

Youre gonna have to find yourself

Another best friend, somehow.



Well, that high tides risin,

Mama, dont you let me down.

Pack up your suitcase,

Mama, dont you make a sound.

Now, its king for king,

Queen for queen,

Its gonna be the meanest flood

That anybodys seen.

Oh mama, aint you gonna miss your best friend now?

Yes, youre gonna have to find yourself

Another best friend, somehow.