Planet Waves session 3, Village Recorder, Santa Monica CA - 6.nov.1973, album version
Touch mama, meat shakin' on your bones
I'm gonna go down to the river an' get some stones
Sister's on the highway with that steel drivin' crew
Papa's in the big house, his workin' days are thru
Tough mama, can i blow a little smoke on you.
Dark beauty, won't you move on over an' gimme some room
It's my duty to bring you down to the field where the flowers bloom
Ashes in the furnace, dust on the rise
You came thru it all the way, flyin' thru the skies
Dark beauty, with that long night's journey in your eyes.
Sweet goddess, born of a blindin' light an' a changin' wind
Now don't be modest, you know who you are an' where you've been
Jack the cowboy went up north, he's buried in your past
The lone wolf went out drinkin', that was over pretty fast
Sweet goddess, your perfect stranger's comin' here at last.
Silver angel, with the badge of the lonesome road written on your sleeve
I'd be grateful if this golden ring you'd receive
Today on the countryside, it was hotter than a crotch
I stood alone upon the ridge an' all i did was watch
Sweet goddess, it must be time to carve another notch.
I'm crest-fallen, the world of illusion's at my door
I ain't a-haulin' any of my lambs to the market place anymore
The prison walls are crumblin', there's no enemy in sight
I've gained some recognition but i lost my appetite
Sweet beauty, meet me at the border late tonight.