The Mighty Quinn Artist: Manfred Mann Lyrics: Bob Dylan
Come all without, come all within You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn Come all without, come all within You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn
Everybody's building ships and boats
Some are building monuments, others are jotting down notes
Everybody's in despair, every girl and boy But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, everybody's gonna jump for joy
Come all without, come all within You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn
"When a man is small, he loves and hates food with a ferocity which soon dims. At six years old his very bowels will heave when such a dish as creamed carrots or cold tapioca appear before him."