Don’t Ya Tell Henry - The Band, Bob Dylan

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.»

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.»