Dope Fiend Robber

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Dope Fiend Robber by Bob Dylan and ‘Les Paul’s’ (The Paul’s) in conjunction with Untold Dylan
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Dope Fiend Robber Lyrics
Come gather ’round boys an’ all
There’s a story I will tell
About this man’s fall
And his descent into hell

I got shot from a perpetrators gun
Defending mine and your land my son
Defending the dream of Uncle Sam
Just a man doing all he can

Just an American man
Doing all he can for Uncle Sam

They took me to the emergency room
I was unconscious I presume
They gave me something to ease the pain
Said ‘it’s ok it’s just morphine rain’

I left the Hospital at 2.45
Felt a good time to be alive
As I caught the slow train home
Felt like a fallen king back on his throne

They fixed my wounds of that I’m glad,
But the pain inside grew to be bad
It makes you crave and makes you mean
It’s from what they call ‘White gold’ — Morphine

It caused me ruin, it caused me shame
My wife didn’t even wanna know my name
I was getting high day after day
Selling my soul so I could pay

Now I don’t mean harm to no man
I just hope that you’re able to understand
I had to steal so I could eat
But the word soon got out on the street

They called me a dope fiend robber
That’s what I became
A dope fiend robber
I hung my head in shame

Cause I tried to rob the jewellery store
And the cops grabbed me coming out the door
They threw me down in the hole at 10 to 6
I went all night without a fix

Nobody wanted to post my bail
I just knew I had to break out of jail
But I didn’t mean to kill the guard
I took the keys but hit him too hard

I ran and ran but didn’t get far
I soon got picked up in a dope bar
I was high crawling down on the floor
The cops kept hitting me more and more

They beat me black and blue without rest
They claimed I was resisting arrest
Newspapers had my tale on the front page
And fuelled the country’s anger and rage

They called me a dope fiend killer
That’s what I now became
A dope fiend killer
I hung my head in shame

Judge found me guilty but it wasn’t fair
Sentenced to die in the electric chair
I had defended my country with my life
The doctor’s that gave me ‘white gold’ just brought me strife

You made me an addict you made me crave
Now as I sit in this lonely cold cage
Soon my life will be gone
But the drug pushing doctor’s will keep on keeping on

They made me a dope fiend robber
That’s what I became
A dope fiend robber
I hung my head in shame
They made me a dope fiend killer
That’s what I became
A dope fiend killer
No one will remember my name
No one will remember my name

And wise man try to ease the ‘White Gold’s’ pain
But nothing can stop the Morphine hard rain
Nothing can stop the Morphine hard rain
No, no, no, nothing can stop the Morphine hard rain

Music composed and performed by Paul Odiase BMI No. 1252265 (Switzerland)
Song lyrics by Bob Dylan and by Paul Robert Thomas PRS No. 497904008 (London)
PRS Tunecode 406133AV

Posted at bob-dylan.org.uk site HERE