Bob Dylan – Don't Ya Tell Henry Lyrics  Share

From Bob Dylan's album: The Basement Tapes

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 found a little chicken down on his knees,
I went up and yelled to him,
"Please, please, please!"
He said, "Don^,t ya tell Henry,
Don^,t ya tell Henry,
Don^,t ya tell Henry,
Apple^,s got your fly."

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."
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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.
They 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,
I did go upstairs but I didn^,t see nobody but me.
I said, "Don^,t ya tell Henry,
Don^,t ya tell Henry,
Don^,t ya tell Henry,
Apple^,s got your fly."
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