Señor

Lyrics by：Bob Dylan

Composed by：Bob Dylan

Senor senor

Can you tell me where we're headin'

Lincoln county road or armageddon

Seems like I've been down this way before

Is there any truth in that senor

Senor senor

Do you know where she is hidin'

How long we gonna be ridin'

How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door

Will there be any comfort there senor

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

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

There's a marchin' band still playin' in that vacant lot

Where 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

Just gotta pick myself up off the floor

I'm ready when you are senor

Senor