Lo And Behold lyrics

by Bob Dylan

I pulled out for San Anton`,
I never felt so good.
My woman said she`d meet me there
And of course, I knew she would.
The coachman, he hit me for my hook
And he asked me my name.
I give it to him right away,
Then I hung my head in shame.
Lo and behold! Lo and behold!
Lookin` for my lo and behold,
Get me outa here, my dear man!

I come into Pittsburgh
At six-thirty flat.
I found myself a vacant seat
An` I put down my hat.
`What`s the matter, Molly, dear,
What`s the matter with your mound?`
`What`s it to ya, Moby Dick?
This is chicken town!`
Lo and behold! Lo and behold!
Lookin` for my lo and behold,
Get me outa here, my dear man!

I bought my girl
A herd of moose,
One she could call her own.
Well, she came out the very next day
To see where they had flown.
I`m goin` down to Tennessee,
Get me a truck `r somethin`.
Gonna save my money and rip it up!
Lo and behold! Lo and behold!
Lookin` for my lo and behold,
Get me outa here, my dear man!

Now, I come in on a ferris wheel
An` boys, I sure was slick.
I come in like a ton of bricks,
Laid a few tricks on `em.
Goin` back to Pittsburgh,
Count up to thirty,
Round that horn and ride that herd,
Gonna thread up!
Lo and behold! Lo and behold!
Lookin` for my lo and behold,
Get me outa here, my dear man!
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