Escrita por Bob Dylan, foi gravada em novembro de 1973 e lançada no disco Planet Waves em 17 de janeiro de 1974. Foi gravada logo em 6 de novembro de 1973. Fala de romance obscuro, subterfúgio, suspeição, ódio-próprio. É o melhor pitch de voz do disco, o que demonstra que Bob sempre gostava de de desafiar a si mesmo. É um dos vocais mais sexuais de Bob.
A letra:
Tough
mama
Meat shakin' on your bones
I'm gonna go down to the river
and get some stones.
Sister's on the highway with that
steel-drivin' crew,
Papa's in the big house, his workin' days are
through.
Tough mama
Can I blow a little smoke on you?
Dark beauty
Won't you move it on
over and make some room?
It's my duty to bring you down to the
field where the flowers bloom.
Ashes in the furnace, dust on the
rise,
You came through it all the way, flyin' through the
skies.
Dark beauty
With that long night's journey in your eyes.
Sweet goddess
Born of a blinding
light and a changing wind,
Now, don't be modest, you know who you
are and where you've been.
Jack the cowboy went up north
He's
buried in your past.
The lone wolf went out drinking
That was
over pretty fast.
Sweet goddess
Your perfect stranger's comin'
in at last.
Silver angel
With the badge of the
lonesome road sewed in your sleeve,
I'd be grateful if this golden
ring you would receive.
Today on the countryside it was a-hotter
than a crotch,
I stood alone upon the ridge and all I did was
watch.
Sweet goddess
It must be time to carve another notch.
I'm crestfallen
The world of
illusion is at my door,
I ain't a-haulin' any of my lambs to the
marketplace anymore.
The prison walls are crumblin', there is no
end in sight,
I've gained some recognition but I lost my
appetite.
Dark beauty
Meet me at the border late tonight.
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