Yea! Heavy & A Bottle Of Bread Lyrics - The Basement Tapes - Bob Dylan

Well, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus 

The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed 

On the very next day, with a nose full of pus 

Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread 

Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread 

Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread 

It's a one-track town, just brown, and a breeze, too 

Pack up the meat, sweet, we're headin' out 

For Wichita in a pile of fruit 

Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout 

Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout 

Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout 

Now, pull that drummer out from behind that bottle 

Bring me my pipe, we're gonna shake it 

Slap that drummer with a pie that smells 

Take me down to California, baby 

Take me down to California, baby 

Take me down to California, baby 

Yes, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus 

The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed 

On the very next day, with a nose full of pus 

Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread 

Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread 

Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread 

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