By bob dylan and helena springs



Blue sky upon the horizon,

Private eye is on my trail,

And if i don't be there by morning

You know that i must have spent the night in jail.



I've been running from memphis to l. a.

Had an appointment set sometime for today,

And if i don't be there by morning

You know that i must have gone the other way.



Finding my way back to you girl,

Lonely and blue and mistreated too.

Sometimes i think of you girl,

Is it true that you think of me too?



I got a woman living in l. a.

I got a woman waiting for my pay,

And if i don't be there by morning,

Pack my clothes, get down on your knees and pray.



Chorus



I left my woman with a twenty dollar bill.

I left her waiting, i hope she's waiting for me still.

If i don't be there by morning

You know that i, i never will.


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