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    Bob Dylan / Lyrics

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    "Duquesne Whistle" Lyrics

    Bob Dylan

    Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
    Blowing like it's gonna sweep my world away
    I'm gonna stop in Carbondale and keep on going
    That Duquesne train gonna ride me night and day
    You say I'm a gambler, you say I'm a pimp
    But I ain't neither one
    Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
    Sounds like it's on a final run.

    Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
    Blowing like she never blowed before
    Blue light blinking, red light glowing

    Blowing like she's at my chamber door
    You're smiling through the fence at me
    Just like you've always smiled before
    Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
    Blowing like she ain't gonna blow no more.

    Can't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing
    Blowing like the sky's gonna blow apart
    You're the only thing alive that keeps me going
    You're like a time-bomb in my heart
    I can hear a sweet voice gently calling
    Must be the Mother of our Lord
    Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
    Blowing like my woman's on board.

    Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
    Blowing like it's gonna blow my blues away
    You old rascal, I know exactly where you're going

    I'll lead you there myself at the break of day
    I wake up every morning with that woman in my bed
    Everybody telling me she's gone to my head
    Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
    Blowing like it's gonna kill me dead.

    Can't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing
    Blowing through another no-good town
    The lights of my native land are glowing
    I wonder if they'll know me next time round
    I wonder if that old oak tree's still standing
    That old oak tree, the one we used to climb
    Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
    Blowing like she's blowing right on time.
    This song was submitted on July 18th, 2012 and last modified on September 18th, 2012.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Robert C. Hunter, Bob Dylan.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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