Broke Down Engine Blind Willie McTell - also by Bob Dylan Feel like a broke down engine, mama, ain't got no drivin' wheel (Lord, have mercy) (2) You been down and lonesome, you know, just how Willie McTell feels   Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord (2) Been shooting craps and gambling, mama, and I done got broke (2) I done pawned my 38 special*, good gal, and my clothes and my stuff    Hee-hee... (2) I went down to my praying ground, ...stepped on bended knees(?)  (2) I ain't crying for no religion, Lord, give me back my good gal please     Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord (2) If you give me my baby, Lord, I won't worry you no more (2) You ain't got to put (her) in my house, Lordy, you only lead her to my door     Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord (2) Can't you hear me (your daddy), baby, knockin' on your door? (2) Can I get up    ..................(?)  across your floor     Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord (2) * a type of hand gun (thanks to Scott Copple for corrections and comments)   alles-uke.de