Señor (Tales of Yankee Power)

Señor (Tales of Yankee Power) - Bob Dylan

Senor senor

Can you tell me where we're headin

Lincoln County Road or Armageddon

Seems like I been down this way before

Is there any truth in that senor

Senor senor

Do you know where she is hidin'

How long are we gonna be riding

How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door

Will there be any comfort there senor

There's a wicked wind still blowing on that upper deck

There's an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck

There's a marcing band still playing in that vacant lot

Where's she held me in her arms one time and said

Forget me not

Senor senor

I can see that painted wagon

Smell the tail of the dragon

Can't stand the suspense anymore

Can you tell me who to contact here senor

Well the last thing I remember before I stripped and kneeled

Was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field

A gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring

He said Son

This ain't a dream no more it's the real thing

Senor senor

You know their hearts is as hard as leather

Well give me a minute

Let me get it together

I just gotta pick myself up off the floor

I'm ready when you are senor

Senor senor

Let's overturn these cables

Disconnect these tables

This place don't make sense to me no more

Can you tell me what we're waiting for senor