[00:00.00] 作词 : Robbie Robertson
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Robbie Robertson
[00:11.73]Rag Mama rag, I can't believe its true
[00:17.28]Rag Mama rag, what did you do?
[00:22.68]I crawled up to the railroad track
[00:25.14]Let the 4:19 scratch my back
[00:30.87]Sag Mama sag, what's come over you
[00:36.39]Rag Mama rag, I'm pullin' out your gag
[00:41.25]Gonna turn you loose like an old caboose
[00:43.98]Got a tail I need to drag
[00:46.98]I ask about your turtle
[00:49.68]And you ask about the weather
[00:52.62]I can't jump a hurdle and
[00:55.26]We can't get together
[00:57.72]We could be relaxin'
[01:00.60]In my sleepin' bag
[01:02.91]But all you want to do for me, Mama, is
[01:05.82]Rag Mama rag, there's no where to go
[01:11.16]Rag mama rag, come on, rosin up the bow
[01:26.82]Rag Mama rag, where do you roam
[01:32.25]Rag Mama rag, bring your skinny little body back home
[01:37.17]It's dog eat dog and cat eat mouse
[01:39.90]You can rag Mama rag all over my house
[02:11.91]Hailstones beatin' on the roof
[02:14.43]The bourbon is a hundred proof
[02:17.16]And you and me and the telephone
[02:19.83]Our destiny is quite well known
[02:22.62]We don't need to sit and brag
[02:25.14]All we gotta do is rag, Mama, rag, Mama, rag
[02:29.07]Rag Mama rag, where do you roam
[02:34.44]Rag Mama rag, bring your skinny little body back home

作词 : Robbie Robertson
作曲 : Robbie Robertson
Rag Mama rag, I can't believe its true
Rag Mama rag, what did you do?
I crawled up to the railroad track
Let the 4:19 scratch my back
Sag Mama sag, what's come over you
Rag Mama rag, I'm pullin' out your gag
Gonna turn you loose like an old caboose
Got a tail I need to drag
I ask about your turtle
And you ask about the weather
I can't jump a hurdle and
We can't get together
We could be relaxin'
In my sleepin' bag
But all you want to do for me, Mama, is
Rag Mama rag, there's no where to go
Rag mama rag, come on, rosin up the bow
Rag Mama rag, where do you roam
Rag Mama rag, bring your skinny little body back home
It's dog eat dog and cat eat mouse
You can rag Mama rag all over my house
Hailstones beatin' on the roof
The bourbon is a hundred proof
And you and me and the telephone
Our destiny is quite well known
We don't need to sit and brag
All we gotta do is rag, Mama, rag, Mama, rag
Rag Mama rag, where do you roam
Rag Mama rag, bring your skinny little body back home