Bob Dylan - Bob Dylan's New Orleans Rag lyrics

I was sittin' on a stump down in New Orleans I was feelin' kinda low down, dirty an' mean Along come a fella and he didn't even ask He said, "I know of a woman who can fix you up fast." Well I didn't think twice, I just said like I should "Let's go find this lady who can do me some good." We walked across Rampart on a sailin' spree And we come to a door called one-oh-three I's just about ready to give my little knock When out comes a fella who couldn't even walk He's linkin' and a-slinkin', couldn't stand on his feet And he moaned and he groaned and he shuffled down the street Well, out of the door there comes another man He couldn't even talk and he couldn't even stand He moaned and he groaned and he shuffled his feet And he slid slidin' backwards down on Rampart street Well, I peeked thru the key hole and comin' down the hall Was a long legged man who could hardly crawl He had a terrible mean look in his eye Like he'd just fall to burn, he's was ready to die Well somebody else with his hell of a miss Fell out of the window and he fell the test Well he slid and he slunk in broken french And he looked like he'd been thru a monkey wrench Well, by this time I was a-scared to knock I was a-scared to move, I's in a state of shock I hummed a little tune and I shuffled my feet And I started walkin' backwards down Rampart street Well, I got to the corner I tried my best smile I turned around the corner and I ran a bloody mile Man, I wasn't around for to meet my wife I's just a-runnin' for to save my life Well, I's coughin' in my ears and wheezin' in my chest I musta run a mile in a minute or less I tripped on a log and I flumped on a stump I caught a fast freight train with a one-arm jump So if you're travellin' down Louisiana way And you're feelin' kinda lonesome and you need a place to stay Man, you're better off in your misery Than to tackle that lady in one-oh-three