Cantina Theme (Workin’ for the Law) Songtext
von Bob Dylan

Well, I don′t know why I love you like I do
Nobody in the world can get along with you
You got the ways of a devil sleepin' in a lion′s den
I come home last night, you wouldn't even let me in

Well, sometimes you're as sweet as anybody want to be
When you get a crazy notion of jumpin′ all over me
Well, you give me the blues, I guess you′re satisfied
An' you give me the blues, I wanna lay down and die


I helped you when you had no shoes on your feet, pretty mama
I helped you when you had no food to eat
You′re the kind of woman I just don't understand
You′re takin' all my money and give it to another man

Well, you′re that kind of woman, makes a man lose his brains
You're the kinda woman, drives a man insane
You give me the blues, I guess you're satisfied
You give me the blues, I wanna lay down and die
Well, you give me the blues, I wanna lay down and die