Black Crow Blues

Black Crow Blues
Woke in the mornin', wanderin'
Weary and worn out
I woke in the mornin', wanderin'
Weary and worn out
Wishin' my long-lost lover
Would walk to me, talk to me
Tell me what it's all about

I was standin' at the side road
Listenin' to the billboard knock
Standin' at the side road
Listenin' to the billboard knock
Well, my wrist was empty
But my nerves were kickin'
Tickin' like a clock
If I got anything you need, babe
Let me tell you in front
If I got anything you need, babe
Let me tell you in front
You can come to me sometime
Night time, day time
Any time you want
Sometimes I'm thinkin'
I'm too high to fall
Sometimes I'm thinkin'
I'm much too high to fall
Other times I'm thinkin'
I'm so low I don't know
If I can come up at all
Black crows in the meadow
Sleeping across a broad highway
Black crows in the meadow
Across a broad highway
Though it's funny, honey
I'm out of touch, don't feel much
Like a Scarecrow today
En la canción 'Black Crow Blues' de Bob Dylan, el narrador se despierta por la mañana, sintiéndose cansado y desgastado, anhelando el regreso de un amor perdido...