From 'The Freewheelin Bob Dylan'. 1963. Intro: A

^AWell, the Lone Ranger and Tonto They are ridin' down the line ^EFixin' ev'rybody's troubles

Ev'rybody's 'cept mine Somebody musta tol' 'em That I was doin' fine A, D, E, A

^AOh you five and ten cent women With nothin' in your heads ^EI got a real gal I'm lovin'

And Lord I'll love her till I'm dead Go away from my door and my window too Right now A, D, E, A

^ALord, I ain't goin' down to no race track See no sports car run ^EI don't have no sports car

And I don't even care to have one I can walk anytime around the block A, D3RD, E, A

^AWell, the wind keeps a-blowin' me Up and down the street ^EWith my hat in my hand

And my boots on my feet Watch out so you don't step on me A, D3RD, E, A

^AWell, lookit here buddy You want to be like me

Pull out your six-shooter

^EAnd rob every bank you can see Tell the judge I said it was all right

Yes! Enjoy!

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