Texty:
Bob Dylan Nashville Skyline

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed Whatever colors you have in your mind I'll show them to you and

I have heard rumors all over town They say that you're planning to put me down All I would like you to do Is tell me that it isn't true They say that

Throw my ticket out the window Throw my suitcase out there too Throw my troubles out the door I don't need them any more 'Cause tonight I'll be staying

One more night, the stars are in sight But tonight I'm as lonesome as can be Oh, the moon is shining bright, lighting everything in sight But tonight

Just like old saxophone Joe When he's got the hogshead up on his toe Oh me, oh my Love that country pie Listen to the fiddler play When he's playin' '

Překlad: Dylan, Bob. Nashville Skyline Rag.

: Well, if you're travelin' in the north country fair, Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, Remember me to one who lives there. She once was

: Peggy Day stole my poor heart away, By golly, what more can I say, Love to spend the night with Peggy Day. Peggy night makes my future look so bright

: Just like old Saxophone Joe When he's got the hogshead up on his toe Oh me, oh my Love that country pie Listen to the fiddler play When he's playin