senor (tales of yankee power) lyrics – bob dylan

senor, senor, can you tell me where we’re headin’?
lincoln county road or armageddon?
seem like i been down this way before.
is there any truth in that, senor?

senor, senor, do you know where she’s hidin’?
how long are we gonna be ridin’?
how long must i keep my eyes glued to the door?
will there be any comfort there, senor?

there’s a wicked wind still blowin’ on that upper deck,
there’s an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck.
there’s a marchin’ band still playin’ in that vacant lot
where she held me in her arms one time and said, “forget me not.”

senor, senor, i can see that painted wagon,
i can smell the tail of the dragon.
can’t stand the suspense anymore.
can you tell me who to contact here, senor?

well, the last thing i remember before i stripped and kneeled
was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field.
a gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring
she said, “son, this ain’t a dream no more, it’s the real thing.”

senor, senor, you know their hearts they’re as hard as leather.
well, give me a minute, let me get it together.
i just gotta pick myself up off the floor.
i’m ready when you are, senor.

senor, senor, let’s overturn these tables,
disconnect these cables .
this place don’t make sense to me no more.
can you tell me what we’re waiting for, senor?

/ bob dylan lyrics