Get you a copper kettle, get you a copper coil. Fill it with new made corn mash and never more you'll toil. You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright. Watch them just a-filling
Bài hát Belle Isle (Without Overdubs, Self Portrait) - Bob Dylan. One evening for pleasure I rambled to view. The fair fields all alone. Down by the banks of Loch Eiron. Where beauty and pleasure
A shade of pain. A body ripped apart. A broken heart. Raging like fire in an iron frame. . And here you are. The man who's loved me more. Hurt me more. When passion outbalanced your shame. .