Wild Wolf

Wild Wolf - Bob Dylan with The Band

Now the ruins are barely rolling

And the nations can't agree

On all that all the nations

But nobody feels very sorry for me

If I lost everything of all the saving grace

But I can't help this smog

The day I feel it

She sure is standing

Now the holy book is written

Oh what page

All are there

And as for a natural warning

But nobody done yet understand

Just like Pharaoh and his armies

They were made of a solid breath yeah and

That old bad wolf's gonna howl his way from morning

Holed in some big cavern

I would sit and wait calling my children outside

But I just don't mean to hesitate

And if I was a master leader

I would attempt to laugh and rage

Yet the wild wolf he's big old bad

And not a babe