Señor (tales Of Yankee Power) Lyrics - Bob Dylan

Senor, senor, can you tell me where we're headin'? 

Lincoln County Road or Armageddon? 

Seem like I been down this way before. 

Is there any truth in that, senor? 

Senor, senor, do you know where she's hidin'? 

How long are 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 cross 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." 

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Senor, senor, I can see that painted wagon, 

I can 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 

She said, "Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing." 

Senor, senor, you know their hearts they're 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. 

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Senor, senor, let's overturn these tables, 

Disconnect these cables . 

This place don't make sense to me no more. 

Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?