House Carpenter - Bob Dylan

Well met, well met, my own true love Well met, well met, cried she I've just returned from the salt, salt sea And it's all for the love of thee I could have married a King's daughter there She would have married me But I have forsaken my King's daughter there It's all for the love of thee Well, if you could have married a King's daughter there I'm sure you're the one to blame For I am married to a house carpenter And I'm sure he's a fine young man Forsake, forsake your house carpenter And come away with me I'll take you where the green grass grows On the shores of sunny Italy So up she picked her babies three And gave them kisses, one, two, three Saying "take good care of your daddy while I'm gone And keep him good company." Well, they were sailin' about two weeks I'm sure it was not three When the younger of the girls, she came on deck Sayin' she wants company "Well, are you weepin' for your house and home? Or are you weepin' for your babies three?" "Well, I'm not weepin' for my house carpenter I'm weepin' for my babies three." Oh what are those hills yonder, my love They look as white as snow Those are the hill of heaven, my love You and I'll never know Oh what are those hills yonder, my love They look as dark as night Those are the hills of hell-fire my love Where you and I will unite Oh twice around went the gallant ship I'm sure it was not three When the ship all of a sudden, it sprung a leak And it drifted to the bottom of the sea

Stake my future on a hell of a past Looks like tomorrow is coming on fast Ain't complaining 'bout what I got Seen better times, but who has not? Silvio, silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio, I gotta go Find out something only dead men know Honest as the next jade rolling that stone When I come knocking don't throw me no bone I'm an old boll weevil looking for a home If you don't like it you can leave me alone I can snap my fingers and require the rain From a clear blue sky and turn it off again I can stroke your body and relieve your pain And charm the whistle off an evening train Silvio, silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio, I gotta go Find out something only dead men know I give what I got until I got no more I take what I get until I even the score You know I love you and furthermore When it's time to go you got an open door I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain You give something up for everything you gain Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain Pay for your ticket and don't complain Silvio, silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio, I gotta go, go Find out something only dead men know One of these days and it won't be long Going down in the valley and sing my song I will sing it loud and sing it strong Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong Silvio, silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio, I gotta go Find out something only dead men know Silvio, silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio, I gotta go Find out something only dead men know Silvio, silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio, I gotta go Find out something only dead men know Come on Come on