Don'T Think Twice, It'S All Right (Live At The Gaslight Cafe, Nyc - Oct. 1962)
Bob Dylan
3:13I was riding number nine Going south from Caroline I heard that lonesome whistle blow I got in trouble had to roam Left my gal and left my home I heard that lonesome whistle blow Just a kid actin' smart I went and broke my darling's heart I guess I was too young to know They took me off the Georgia main Locked me to a ball and chain I heard that lonesome whistle blow All I do is sit and cry As the evenin' train goes by I heard that lonesome whistle blow I'll be locked here in this cell 'Til my body's just a shell And my hair turns whiter than snow I'll never see that gal of mine 'Cause I'm in Georgia doin' time I heard that lonesome whistle blow I'll be locked here in this cell 'Til my body's just a shell And my hair turns whiter than snow I'll never see that gal of mine 'Cause I'm in Georgia doin' time I heard that lonesome whistle blow