My Wife's Home Town Lyrics - Bob Dylan

Artist: Bob Dylan

Album: Together Through Life (2009)

Well I didn’t come here, dear, with a doggone thing

I just came here to hear the drummer's cymbal ring

There ain’t no way you can put me down

I just wanna say that h*ll my wife’s home town

Well there’s reasons for that and reasons for this

I can’t think of any just now, but I know they exist

I’m sittin in the sun ‘till my skin turns brown

I just wanna say that h*ll's my wife’s home town, home town, home town

She can make you steal, make you rob

Give you the hives, make you lose your job

Make things bad, she can make things worse

She got stuff more potent than a gypsy curse

One of these days I’ll end up on the run

I'm pretty sure she'll make me k*ll someone

I’m going inside, roll the shutters down

I just wanna say that h*ll my wife’s home town

Well there’s plenty to remember, plenty to forget

I still can remember the day we met

I lost my reasons long ago

My love for her is all I know

State gone broke, the county's dry

Don't be lookin' at me with that evil eye

Keep on walking, don’t be hanging around

I’m tellin you again that h*ll's my wife’s home town

Home town, ha ha, home town