Текст Bob Dylan – Don’t Ya Tell Henry

Don’t ya tell Henry
Apple’s got your fly.

I went down to the river on a saturday morn
A-lookin’ around just to see who’s born

I went down to the corner at a-half past ten
I’s lookin’ around, I wouldn’t say when
I looked down low, I looked above
And who did I see but the one I love
She said, «Don’t ya tell Henry
Don’t ya tell Henry
Don’t ya tell Henry
Apple’s got your fly».

Now, I went down to the beanery at half past twelve
A-lookin’ around just to see myself
I spotted a horse and a donkey too
I looked for a cow and I saw me a few
The said, «Don’t ya tell Henry
Don’t ya tell Henry
Don’t ya tell Henry
Apple’s got your fly».

Now, I went down to the pumphouse the other night
A-lookin around, it was outa sight
I looked high and low for that big ol’ tree