Bob Dylan's
Bob Dylan and Suze

Legionnaire's Disease

Some say it was radiation, some say there was acid on the microphone,

Some say a combination that turned their hearts to stone,

But whatever it was, it drove them to their knees.

Oh, Legionnaire's disease.


I wish I had a dollar for everyone that died within that year,

Got 'em hot by the collar, plenty an old maid shed a tear,

Now within my heart, it sure put on a squeeze.

Oh, that Legionnaire's disease.


Granddad fought in a revolutionary war, father in the War of 1812,

Uncle fought in Vietnam and then he fought a war all by himself,

But whatever it was, it came out of the trees.

Oh, that Legionnaire's disease.


Copyright 1981 Special Rider Music

Recorded by Billy Cross