Bob Dylan - Jolene lyrics

Well you're coming down High Street walking in the sun You make a dead man rise and holler she's the one Jolene, Jolene Baby I am the king and you're the queen Well it's a long old highway that don't ever end I got a Saturday Night Special, I'm back again I'll sleep by your door, lay my life on the line You probably don't know but I'm gonna make you mine Jolene, Jolene Baby I am the king and you is the queen I keep my hands in my pocket, I'm movin' along People think they know, but they're all wrong You're something nice, I'm gonna bet my dice I can't say I haven't paid the price Jolene, Jolene Baby I am the king and you is the queen Well I found out the hard way, I've had my fill You can't fight somebody with his back to a hill Those big brown eyes, they set off a spark If you hold me in your arms, things don't look so dark Jolene, Jolene Baby I am the king and you're the queen