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Senor, senor, do you know where weand're headinand'?
lincoln county road or armageddon?
seems like i been down this way before.
is there any truth in that, senor?
Senor, senor, do you know where she is hidinand'?
how long are we gonna be ridinand'?
how long must i keep my eyes glued to the door?
will there be any comfort there, senor?
Thereand's a wicked wind still blowinand' on that upper deck,
thereand's an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck.
thereand's a marchinand' band still playinand' in that vacant lot
where she held me in her arms one time and said, andquot;forget me not.andquot;
Senor, senor, i can see that painted wagon,
i can smell the tail of the dragon.
canand't stand the suspense anymore.
can you tell me who to contact here, senor?
Well, the last thing i remember before i stripped and kneeled
was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field.
a gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring
said, andquot;son, this ainand't a dream no more, itand's the real thing.andquot;
Senor, senor, you know their hearts is as hard as leather.
well, give me a minute, let me get it together.
i just gotta pick myself up off the floor.
iand'm ready when you are, senor.
Senor, senor, letand's disconnect these cables,
overturn these tables.
this place donand't make sense to me no more.
can you tell me what weand're waiting for, senor?
Bob Dylan
Senor (tales Of Yankee Power)
Senor (tales Of Yankee Power)
Senor, senor, do you know where weand're headinand'?
lincoln county road or armageddon?
seems like i been down this way before.
is there any truth in that, senor?
Senor, senor, do you know where she is hidinand'?
how long are we gonna be ridinand'?
how long must i keep my eyes glued to the door?
will there be any comfort there, senor?
Thereand's a wicked wind still blowinand' on that upper deck,
thereand's an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck.
thereand's a marchinand' band still playinand' in that vacant lot
where she held me in her arms one time and said, andquot;forget me not.andquot;
Senor, senor, i can see that painted wagon,
i can smell the tail of the dragon.
canand't stand the suspense anymore.
can you tell me who to contact here, senor?
Well, the last thing i remember before i stripped and kneeled
was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field.
a gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring
said, andquot;son, this ainand't a dream no more, itand's the real thing.andquot;
Senor, senor, you know their hearts is as hard as leather.
well, give me a minute, let me get it together.
i just gotta pick myself up off the floor.
iand'm ready when you are, senor.
Senor, senor, letand's disconnect these cables,
overturn these tables.
this place donand't make sense to me no more.
can you tell me what weand're waiting for, senor?
