BOB DYLAN
10,000 MEN

 Ten thousand men on a hill, 
Ten thousand men on a hill, 
Some of 'm goin' down, some of 'm gonna get killed. 
 
Ten thousand men dressed in oxford blue, 
Ten thousand men dressed in oxford blue, 
Drummin' in the morning, in the evening they'll be coming for you. 
 
Ten thousand men on the move, 
Ten thousand men on the move, 
None of them doing nothin' that your mama wouldn't disapprove. 
 
Ten thousand men digging for silver and gold, 
Ten thousand men digging for silver and gold, 
All clean shaven, all coming in from the cold. 
 
Hey! Who could your lover be? 
Hey! Who could your lover be? 
Let me eat off his head so you can really see! 
 
Ten thousand women all dressed in white, 
Ten thousand women all dressed in white, 
Standin' at my window wishing me goodnight. 
 
Ten thousand men looking so lean and frail, 
Ten thousand men looking so lean and frail, 
Each one of 'em got seven wives, each one of 'em just out of jail. 
 
Ten thousand women all sweepin' my room, 
Ten thousand women all sweepin' my room, 
Spilling my buttermilk, sweeping it up with a broom. 
 
Ooh, baby, thank you for my tea! 
Baby, thank you for my tea! 
It's so sweet of you to be so nice to me. 


 

BOB DYLAN
2 X 2

 One by one, they followed the sun, 
One by one, until there were none. 
Two by two, to their lovers they flew, 
Two by two, into the foggy dew. 
Three by three, they danced on the sea, 
Four by four, they danced on the shore, 
Five by five, they tried to survive, 
Six by six, they were playing with tricks. 
 
Bridge 1: 
How many paths did they try and fail? 
How many of their brothers and sisters lingered in jail? 
How much poison did they inhale? 
How many black cats crossed their trail? 
 
Seven by seven, they headed for heaven, 
Eight by eight, they got to the gate, 
Nine by nine, they drank the wine, 
Ten by ten, they drank again. 
 
Bridge 2: 
How many tomorrow's have are they given away? 
How many compared to yesterday? 
How many more without any reward? 
How many more can they afford? 
 
Two by two, they stepped into the ark, 
Two by two, they step in the dark. 
Three by three, they're turning the key, 
Four by four, they turn it some more, 
One by one, they follow the sun, 
Two by two, to another rendezvous. 


 

BOB DYLAN
4TH TIME AROUND

 When she said, 
 Don't waste your words, they're just lies, 
I cried she was deaf. 
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes, 
Then said, What else you got left? 
It was then that I got up to leave 
But she said, Don't forget, 
Everybody must give something back 
For something they get. 
 
I stood there and hummed, 
I tapped on her drum and asked her how come. 
And she buttoned her boot, 
And straightened her suit, 
Then she said, Don't get cute. 
So I forced my hands in my pockets 
And felt with my thumbs, 
And gallantly handed her 
My very last piece of gum. 
 
She threw me outside, 
I stood in the dirt where ev'ryone walked. 
And after finding I'd 
Forgotten my shirt, 
I went back and knocked. 
I waited in the hallway, she went to get it, 
And I tried to make sense 
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair 
That leaned up against . . . 
 
Her Jamaican rum 
And when she did come, I asked her for some. 
She said, No, dear. 
I said, Your words aren't clear, 
You'd better spit out your gum. 
She screamed till her face got so red 
Then she fell on the floor, 
And I covered her up and then 
Thought I'd go look through her drawer. 
 
And, when I was through 
I filled up my shoe 
And brought it to you. 
And you, you took me in, 
You loved me then 
You didn't waste time. 
And I, I never took much, 
I never asked for your crutch. 
Now don't ask for mine. 


 

BOB DYLAN
4TH TIME AROUND

 When she said, 
 Don't waste your words, they're just lies, 
I cried she was deaf. 
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes, 
Then said, What else you got left? 
It was then that I got up to leave 
But she said, Don't forget, 
Everybody must give something back 
For something they get. 
 
I stood there and hummed, 
I tapped on her drum and asked her how come. 
And she buttoned her boot, 
And straightened her suit, 
Then she said, Don't get cute. 
So I forced my hands in my pockets 
And felt with my thumbs, 
And gallantly handed her 
My very last piece of gum. 
 
She threw me outside, 
I stood in the dirt where ev'ryone walked. 
And after finding I'd 
Forgotten my shirt, 
I went back and knocked. 
I waited in the hallway, she went to get it, 
And I tried to make sense 
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair 
That leaned up against . . . 
 
Her Jamaican rum 
And when she did come, I asked her for some. 
She said, No, dear. 
I said, Your words aren't clear, 
You'd better spit out your gum. 
She screamed till her face got so red 
Then she fell on the floor, 
And I covered her up and then 
Thought I'd go look through her drawer. 
 
And, when I was through 
I filled up my shoe 
And brought it to you. 
And you, you took me in, 
You loved me then 
You didn't waste time. 
And I, I never took much, 
I never asked for your crutch. 
Now don't ask for mine. 


 

BOB DYLAN
A FOOL SUCH AS I

 Now and then there's a fool such as I 
Pardon me if I'm sentimental, came to say goodbye 
Don't be angry, don't be angry with me, should I cry 
When you are gone, I will dream a little dream as years go by 
Now and then there is a fool, a fool such as I. 
 
Now and then there's a fool such as I am over you 
You taught me how to love and now you happened to be untrue 
I am a fool but I love you, dear, yes I will until the day I die. 
Now and then there is a fool, a fool such as I. 
 
Pardon me if I'm sentimental, came to say goodbye 
Don't be angry, don't be angry with me, should I cry 
When you are gone, when you are gone, I will dream a little 
I will dream as years go by 
Now and then, now and then there is a fool, a fool such as I. 
 
Now and then there's a fool, a fool such as I am over you 
You taught me how to love and now you say that we are through 
I am a fool, yes, but I love you dear, I will love you dear 
Till the day, till the day I die 
Now and then, now and then there is a fool, a fool such as I. 
Now and then there is a fool, a fool such as I. 
Now and then there is a fool, a fool such as I. 


 

BOB DYLAN
A HARD RAIN'S A GONNA FALL

 Oh, where have you been, my blue eyed son? 
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one? 
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains, 
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways, 
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests, 
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans, 
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard, 
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard, 
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall. 
 
Oh, what did you see, my blue eyed son? 
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one? 
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it 
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it, 
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin', 
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a bleedin', 
I saw a white ladder all covered with water, 
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken, 
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children, 
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, 
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall. 
 
And what did you hear, my blue eyed son? 
And what did you hear, my darling young one? 
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin', 
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world, 
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a blazin', 
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin', 
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin', 
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter, 
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley, 
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, 
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall. 
 
Oh, who did you meet, my blue eyed son? 
Who did you meet, my darling young one? 
I met a young child beside a dead pony, 
I met a white man who walked a black dog, 
I met a young woman whose body was burning, 
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow, 
I met one man who was wounded in love, 
I met another man who was wounded with hatred, 
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, 
It's a hard rain's a gonna fall. 
 
Oh, what'll you do now, my blue eyed son? 
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one? 
I'm a goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a fallin', 
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest, 
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty, 
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters, 
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison, 
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden, 
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten, 
Where black is the color, where none is the number, 
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it, 
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it, 
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin', 
But I'll know my song well before I start singin', 
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, 
It's a hard rain's a gonna fall. 


 

BOB DYLAN
A HARD RAIN'S A GONNA FALL

 Oh, where have you been, my blue eyed son? 
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one? 
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains, 
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways, 
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests, 
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans, 
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard, 
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard, 
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall. 
 
Oh, what did you see, my blue eyed son? 
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one? 
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it 
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it, 
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin', 
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a bleedin', 
I saw a white ladder all covered with water, 
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken, 
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children, 
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, 
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall. 
 
And what did you hear, my blue eyed son? 
And what did you hear, my darling young one? 
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin', 
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world, 
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a blazin', 
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin', 
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin', 
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter, 
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley, 
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, 
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall. 
 
Oh, who did you meet, my blue eyed son? 
Who did you meet, my darling young one? 
I met a young child beside a dead pony, 
I met a white man who walked a black dog, 
I met a young woman whose body was burning, 
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow, 
I met one man who was wounded in love, 
I met another man who was wounded with hatred, 
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, 
It's a hard rain's a gonna fall. 
 
Oh, what'll you do now, my blue eyed son? 
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one? 
I'm a goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a fallin', 
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest, 
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty, 
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters, 
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison, 
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden, 
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten, 
Where black is the color, where none is the number, 
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it, 
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it, 
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin', 
But I'll know my song well before I start singin', 
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, 
It's a hard rain's a gonna fall. 


 

BOB DYLAN
A HARD RAIN'S A GONNA FALL

 Oh, where have you been, my blue eyed son? 
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one? 
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains, 
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways, 
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests, 
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans, 
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard, 
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard, 
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall. 
 
Oh, what did you see, my blue eyed son? 
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one? 
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it 
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it, 
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin', 
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a bleedin', 
I saw a white ladder all covered with water, 
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken, 
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children, 
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, 
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall. 
 
And what did you hear, my blue eyed son? 
And what did you hear, my darling young one? 
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin', 
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world, 
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a blazin', 
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin', 
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin', 
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter, 
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley, 
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, 
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall. 
 
Oh, who did you meet, my blue eyed son? 
Who did you meet, my darling young one? 
I met a young child beside a dead pony, 
I met a white man who walked a black dog, 
I met a young woman whose body was burning, 
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow, 
I met one man who was wounded in love, 
I met another man who was wounded with hatred, 
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, 
It's a hard rain's a gonna fall. 
 
Oh, what'll you do now, my blue eyed son? 
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one? 
I'm a goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a fallin', 
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest, 
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty, 
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters, 
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison, 
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden, 
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten, 
Where black is the color, where none is the number, 
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it, 
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it, 
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin', 
But I'll know my song well before I start singin', 
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, 
It's a hard rain's a gonna fall. 


 

BOB DYLAN
A SATISFIED MIND

 How many times have you heard someone say 
If I had his money I'd do things my way 
Hmm, but little they know 
Hmm, it's so hard to find 
One rich man in ten with a satisfied mind. 
 
Hmm, once I was wadding in fortune and fame 
Everything that I dreamed of to get a start in lifes game 
But suddenly it happened 
Hmm, I lost every dime 
But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind. 
 
Hmm, when my life is over and my time has run out 
My friends and my love ones 
I'll leave there ain't no doubt 
But one thing for certain 
When it comes my time 
I'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ABANDONED LOVE

 I can hear the turning of the key 
I've been deceived by the clown inside of me. 
I thought that he was righteous but he's vain 
Oh, something's a telling me I wear the ball and chain. 
 
My patron saint is a fighting with a ghost 
He's always off somewhere when I need him most. 
The Spanish moon is rising on the hill 
But my heart is a tellin' me I love ya still. 
 
I come back to the town from the flaming moon 
I see you in the streets, I begin to swoon. 
I love to see you dress before the mirror 
Won't you let me in your room one time 'fore I finally disappear? 
 
Everybody's wearing a disguise 
To hide what they've got left behind their eyes. 
But me, I can't cover what I am 
Wherever the children go I'll follow them. 
 
I march in the parade of liberty 
But as long as I love you I'm not free. 
How long must I suffer such abuse 
Won't you let me see you smile one time before I turn you loose? 
 
I've given up the game, I've got to leave, 
The pot of gold is only make believe. 
The treasure can't be found by men who search 
Whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the church. 
 
We sat in an empty theater and we kissed, 
I asked ya please to cross me off a your list. 
My head tells me it's time to make a change 
But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange. 
 
One more time at midnight, near the wall 
Take off your heavy make up and your shawl. 
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit? 
Let me feel your love one more time before I abandon it. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ABSOLUTELY SWEET MARIE

 Well, your railroad gate, you know I just can't jump it 
Sometimes it gets so hard, you see 
I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet 
With all these promises you left for me 
But where are you tonight, sweet Marie? 
 
Well, I waited for you when I was half sick 
Yes, I waited for you when you hated me 
Well, I waited for you inside of the frozen traffic 
When you knew I had some other place to be 
Now, where are you tonight, sweet Marie? 
 
Well, anybody can be just like me, obviously 
But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately. 
 
Well, six white horses that you did promise 
Were fin'lly delivered down to the penitentiary 
But to live outside the law, you must be honest 
I know you always say that you agree 
But where are you tonight, sweet Marie? 
 
Well, I don't know how it happened 
But the river boat captain, he knows my fate 
But ev'rybody else, even yourself 
They're just gonna have to wait. 
 
Well, I got the fever down in my pockets 
The Persian drunkard, he follows me 
Yes, I can take him to your house but I can't unlock it 
You see, you forgot to leave me with the key 
Oh, where are you tonight, sweet Marie? 
 
Now, I been in jail when all my mail showed 
That a man can't give his address out to bad company 
And now I stand here lookin' at your yellow railroad 
In the ruins of your balcony 
Wond'ring where you are tonight, sweet Marie. 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
ABSOLUTELY SWEET MARIE

 Well, your railroad gate, you know I just can't jump it 
Sometimes it gets so hard, you see 
I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet 
With all these promises you left for me 
But where are you tonight, sweet Marie? 
 
Well, I waited for you when I was half sick 
Yes, I waited for you when you hated me 
Well, I waited for you inside of the frozen traffic 
When you knew I had some other place to be 
Now, where are you tonight, sweet Marie? 
 
Well, anybody can be just like me, obviously 
But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately. 
 
Well, six white horses that you did promise 
Were fin'lly delivered down to the penitentiary 
But to live outside the law, you must be honest 
I know you always say that you agree 
But where are you tonight, sweet Marie? 
 
Well, I don't know how it happened 
But the river boat captain, he knows my fate 
But ev'rybody else, even yourself 
They're just gonna have to wait. 
 
Well, I got the fever down in my pockets 
The Persian drunkard, he follows me 
Yes, I can take him to your house but I can't unlock it 
You see, you forgot to leave me with the key 
Oh, where are you tonight, sweet Marie? 
 
Now, I been in jail when all my mail showed 
That a man can't give his address out to bad company 
And now I stand here lookin' at your yellow railroad 
In the ruins of your balcony 
Wond'ring where you are tonight, sweet Marie. 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
AIN'T NO MORE CANE

 Ain't no more cane on the Brazos 
Oh, oh, oh, oh... 
Its all been ground down to molasses 
Oh, oh oh, oh oh... 
 
You shoulda been on the river in 1910 
They were driving the women just like they drove the men. 
 
Go down Old Hannah, don'cha rise no more 
Don't you rise up til Judgment Day's for sure 
 
Ain't no more cane on the Brazos 
Its all been ground down to molasses 
 
Captain, don't you do me like you done poor old Shine 
Well ya drove that bully til he went stone blind 
 
Wake up on a lifetime, hold up your own head 
Well you may get a pardon and then you might drop dead 
 
Ain't no more cane on the Brazos 
Its all been ground down to molasses. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER

 There must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief, 
 There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief. 
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth, 
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth. 
 
 No reason to get excited, the thief, he kindly spoke, 
 There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke. 
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate, 
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late. 
 
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view 
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too. 
 
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl, 
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER

 There must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief, 
 There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief. 
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth, 
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth. 
 
 No reason to get excited, the thief, he kindly spoke, 
 There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke. 
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate, 
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late. 
 
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view 
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too. 
 
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl, 
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER

 There must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief, 
 There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief. 
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth, 
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth. 
 
 No reason to get excited, the thief, he kindly spoke, 
 There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke. 
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate, 
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late. 
 
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view 
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too. 
 
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl, 
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

 

BOB DYLAN
ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER

 There must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief, 
 There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief. 
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth, 
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth. 
 
 No reason to get excited, the thief, he kindly spoke, 
 There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke. 
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate, 
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late. 
 
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view 
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too. 
 
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl, 
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl

 

BOB DYLAN
ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER

 There must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief, 
 There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief. 
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth, 
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth. 
 
 No reason to get excited, the thief, he kindly spoke, 
 There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke. 
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate, 
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late. 
 
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view 
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too. 
 
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl, 
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

 

BOB DYLAN
ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER

 There must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief, 
 There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief. 
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth, 
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth. 
 
 No reason to get excited, the thief, he kindly spoke, 
 There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke. 
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate, 
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late. 
 
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view 
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too. 
 
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl, 
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

 

BOB DYLAN
ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER

 There must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief, 
 There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief. 
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth, 
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth. 
 
 No reason to get excited, the thief, he kindly spoke, 
 There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke. 
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate, 
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late. 
 
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view 
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too. 
 
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl, 
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

 

BOB DYLAN
ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER

 There must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief, 
 There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief. 
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth, 
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth. 
 
 No reason to get excited, the thief, he kindly spoke, 
 There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke. 
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate, 
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late. 
 
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view 
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too. 
 
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl, 
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER

 There must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief, 
 There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief. 
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth, 
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth. 
 
 No reason to get excited, the thief, he kindly spoke, 
 There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke. 
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate, 
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late. 
 
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view 
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too. 
 
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl, 
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ALL I REALLY WANT TO DO

 I ain't lookin' to compete with you, 
Beat or cheat or mistreat you, 
Simplify you, classify you, 
Deny, defy or crucify you. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 
 
No, and I ain't lookin' to fight with you, 
Frighten you or uptighten you, 
Drag you down or drain you down, 
Chain you down or bring you down. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 
 
I ain't lookin' to block you up 
Shock or knock or lock you up, 
Analyze you, categorize you, 
Finalize you or advertise you. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 
 
I don't want to straight face you, 
Race or chase you, track or trace you, 
Or disgrace you or displace you, 
Or define you or confine you. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 
 
I don't want to meet your kin, 
Make you spin or do you in, 
Or select you or dissect you, 
Or inspect you or reject you. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 
 
I don't want to fake you out, 
Take or shake or forsake you out, 
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me, 
See like me or be like me. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ALL I REALLY WANT TO DO

 I ain't lookin' to compete with you, 
Beat or cheat or mistreat you, 
Simplify you, classify you, 
Deny, defy or crucify you. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 
 
No, and I ain't lookin' to fight with you, 
Frighten you or uptighten you, 
Drag you down or drain you down, 
Chain you down or bring you down. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 
 
I ain't lookin' to block you up 
Shock or knock or lock you up, 
Analyze you, categorize you, 
Finalize you or advertise you. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 
 
I don't want to straight face you, 
Race or chase you, track or trace you, 
Or disgrace you or displace you, 
Or define you or confine you. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 
 
I don't want to meet your kin, 
Make you spin or do you in, 
Or select you or dissect you, 
Or inspect you or reject you. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 
 
I don't want to fake you out, 
Take or shake or forsake you out, 
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me, 
See like me or be like me. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ALL I REALLY WANT TO DO

 I ain't lookin' to compete with you, 
Beat or cheat or mistreat you, 
Simplify you, classify you, 
Deny, defy or crucify you. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 
 
No, and I ain't lookin' to fight with you, 
Frighten you or uptighten you, 
Drag you down or drain you down, 
Chain you down or bring you down. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 
 
I ain't lookin' to block you up 
Shock or knock or lock you up, 
Analyze you, categorize you, 
Finalize you or advertise you. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 
 
I don't want to straight face you, 
Race or chase you, track or trace you, 
Or disgrace you or displace you, 
Or define you or confine you. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 
 
I don't want to meet your kin, 
Make you spin or do you in, 
Or select you or dissect you, 
Or inspect you or reject you. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 
 
I don't want to fake you out, 
Take or shake or forsake you out, 
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me, 
See like me or be like me. 
All I really want to do 
Is, baby, be friends with you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ALL THE TIRED HORSES

 All the tired horses in the sun 
How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done? Hmm. 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
ANGELINA

 Well, it's always been my nature to take chances 
My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances 
Where the current is strong and the monkey dances 
To the tune of a concertina 
 
Blood dryin' in my yellow hair as I go from shore to shore 
I know what it is that has drawn me to your door 
But whatever it could be, makes you think you've seen me before 
Angelina 
 
Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina 
 
His eyes were two slits that would make a snake proud 
With a face that any painter would paint as he walked through the crowd 
Worshipping a god with the body of a woman well endowed 
And the head of a hyena 
 
Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek? 
If you can read my mind, why must I speak? 
No, I have heard nothing about the man that you seek 
Angelina 
 
Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina 
 
In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode 
The peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed 
I was only following instructions when the judge sent me down the road 
With your subpoena 
 
When you cease to exist, then who will you blame? 
I've tried my best to love you, but I cannot play this game 
Your best friend and my worst enemy is one and the same 
Angelina 
 
Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina 
 
There's a black Mercedes rollin' through the combat zone 
Your servants are half dead; you're down to the bone 
Tell me, tall man, where would you like to be overthrown 
Maybe down in Jerusalem or Argentina? 
 
She was stolen from her mother when she was three days old 
Now her vengeance has been satisfied and her possessions have been sold 
He's surrounded by God's angels and she's wearin' a blindfold 
And so are you, Angelina 
 
Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina 
 
I see pieces of men marching; trying to take heaven by force 
I can see the unknown rider, I can see the pale white horse 
In God's truth tell me what you want, and you'll have it of course 
Just step into the arena 
 
Beat a path of retreat up them spiral staircases 
Pass the tree of smoke, pass the angel with four faces 
Begging God for mercy and weepin' in unholy places 
Angelina 
 
Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina 


 

BOB DYLAN
APPLE SUCKLING TREE

 Old man sailin' in a dinghy boat 
Down there 
Old man down is baitin' a hook 
On there 
Gonna pull man down on a suckling hook 
Gonna pull man into the suckling brook 
Oh yeah! 
 
Now, he's underneath that apple suckling tree 
Oh yeah! 
Under that apple suckling tree 
Oh yeah! 
That's underneath that tree 
There's gonna be just you and me 
Underneath that apple suckling tree 
Oh yeah! 
 
I push him back and I stand in line 
Oh yeah! 
Then I hush my Sadie and stand in line 
Oh yeah! 
Then I hush my Sadie and stand in line 
I get on board in two eyed time 
Oh yeah! 
 
Under that apple suckling tree 
Oh yeah! 
Under that apple suckling tree 
Oh yeah! 
Underneath that tree 
There's just gonna be you and me 
Underneath that apple suckling tree 
Oh yeah! 
 
Now, who's on the table. who's to tell me? 
Oh yeah! 
Who's on the table, who's to tell me? 
Oh yeah! 
Who should I tell, oh, who should I tell? 
The forty nine of you like bats out of hell 
Oh underneath that old apple suckling tree 


 

BOB DYLAN
ARTHUR MCBRIDE

 1. Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride, 
As we went a walkin' down by the seaside, 
Mark now what followed and what did betide, 
For it bein' on Christmas mornin' 
Now, for recreation, we went on a tramp, 
And we met Sergeant Napper and Corporal Vamp 
And a little wee drummer intending to camp, 
For the day bein' pleasant and charmin'. 
 
2. Good morning, good morning, the Sergeant he cried. 
 And the same to you, gentlemen, we did reply, 
Intending no harm but meant to pass by, 
For it bein' on Christmas mornin' 
 But, says he, My fine fellows, if you will enlist, 
Ten guineas in gold I'll stick to your fist, 
And a crown in the bargain for to kick up the dust, 
And drink the king's health in the morning. 
 
3. For a soldier, he leads a very fine life, 
And he always is blessed with a charming young wife, 
And he pays all his debts without sorrow or strife, 
And he always lives pleasant and charmin', 
And a soldier, he always is decent and clean, 
In the finest of clothing he's constantly seen. 
While other poor fellows go dirty and mean, 
And sup on thin gruel in the morning. 
 
Instrumental 
 
4. But, says Arthur, I wouldn't be proud of your clothes, 
For you've only the lend of them, as I suppose, 
But you dare not change them one night, for you know 
If you do, you'll be flogged in the morning, 
And although that we're single and free, 
We take great delight in our own company, 
We have no desire strange places to see, 
Although that your offers are charming. 
 
5. And we have no desire to take your advance, 
All hazards and dangers we barter on chance, 
For you'd have no scruples for to send us to France, 
Where we would get shot without warning, 
 Oh no, says the Sergeant. I'll have no such chat, 
And neither will I take it from snappy young brats, 
For if you insult me with one other word, 
I'll cut off your heads in the morning. 
 
6. And Arthur and I, we soon drew our hogs, 
And we scarce gave them time to draw their own blades 
When a trusty shillelagh came over their head 
And bid them take that as fair warning. 
And their old rusty rapiers that hung by their sides, 
We flung them as far as we could in the tide, 
 Now take them up, devils! cried Arthur McBride, 
 And temper their edge in the mornin'! 
 
7. And the little wee drummer, we flattened his bow, 
And we made a football of his rowdy dow dow, 
Threw it in the tide for to rock and to roll, 
And bade it a tedious returning, 
And we havin' no money, paid them off in cracks. 
We paid no respect to their two bloody backs, 
And we lathered them there like a pair of wet sacks, 
And left them for dead in the morning. 
 
8. And so, to conclude and to finish disputes, 
We obligingly asked if they wanted recruits, 
For we were the lads who would give them hard clouts 
And bid them look sharp in the mornin'. 
 
Instrumental 
 
9. Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride, 
As we went a walkin' down by the seaside, 
Mark now what followed and what did betide, 
For it bein' on Christmas mornin' 


 

BOB DYLAN
AS I WENT OUT ONE MORNING

 As I went out one morning 
To breathe the air around Tom Paine's, 
I spied the fairest damsel 
That ever did walk in chains. 
I offer'd her my hand, 
She took me by the arm. 
I knew that very instant, 
She meant to do me harm. 
 
 Depart from me this moment, 
I told her with my voice. 
Said she, But I don't wish to, 
Said I, But you have no choice. 
 I beg you, sir, she pleaded 
From the corners of her mouth, 
 I will secretly accept you 
And together we'll fly south. 
 
Just then Tom Paine, himself, 
Came running from across the field, 
Shouting at this lovely girl 
And commanding her to yield. 
And as she was letting go her grip, 
Up Tom Paine did run, 
 I'm sorry, sir, he said to me, 
 I'm sorry for what she's done. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BABY, I'M IN THE MOOD FOR YOU

 Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna leave my lonesome home 
And sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna hear my milk cow moan 
And sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna hit the highway road 
But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said 
Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you. 
 
Sometimes I'm in the mood, Lord, I had my overflowin' fill 
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna make out my final will 
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna head for the walkin' hill 
But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said 
Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you. 
 
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna lay right down and die 
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna climb up to the sky 
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna laugh until I cry 
But then again, I said again, I said again, I said 
Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you. 
 
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna sleep in my pony's stall 
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I ain't gonna do nothin' at all 
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna fly like a cannon ball 
But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said 
Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you. 
 
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna back up against the wall 
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna run till I have to crawl 
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I ain't gonna do nothin' at all 
But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said 
Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you. 
 
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna change my house around 
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna make a change in this here town 
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna change the world around 
But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said 
Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you. 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
BABY, LET ME FOLLOW YOU DOWN

 I first heard this from Ric von Schmidt. He lives in Cambridge. 
Ric is a blues guitarplayer. I met him one day on 
The green pastures of the Harvard University. 
 
Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down 
Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty world 
If you just let me follow you down. 
 
Can I come home with you, baby can I come home with you ? 
Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world 
If you just let me come home with you. 
 
Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down 
Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty world 
If you just let me follow you down. 
 
Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world 
If you just let me follow you down. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BABY, LET ME FOLLOW YOU DOWN

 I first heard this from Ric von Schmidt. He lives in Cambridge. 
Ric is a blues guitarplayer. I met him one day on 
The green pastures of the Harvard University. 
 
Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down 
Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty world 
If you just let me follow you down. 
 
Can I come home with you, baby can I come home with you ? 
Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world 
If you just let me come home with you. 
 
Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down 
Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty world 
If you just let me follow you down. 
 
Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world 
If you just let me follow you down. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BABY, LET ME FOLLOW YOU DOWN

 I first heard this from Ric von Schmidt. He lives in Cambridge. 
Ric is a blues guitarplayer. I met him one day on 
The green pastures of the Harvard University. 
 
Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down 
Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty world 
If you just let me follow you down. 
 
Can I come home with you, baby can I come home with you ? 
Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world 
If you just let me come home with you. 
 
Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down 
Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty world 
If you just let me follow you down. 
 
Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world 
If you just let me follow you down. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BABY, STOP CRYING

 You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe, 
But you're back where you belong. 
Go get me my pistol, babe, 
Honey, I can't tell right from wrong. 
 
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying 
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying 
Baby, please stop crying. 
You know, I know, the sun will always shine 
So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind. 
 
Go down to the river, babe, 
Honey, I will meet you there. 
Go down to the river, babe, 
Honey, I will pay your fare. 
 
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying 
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying 
Baby, please stop crying. 
You know, I know, the sun will always shine 
So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind. 
 
If you're looking for assistance, babe, 
Or if you just want some company 
Or if you just want a friend you can talk to, 
Honey, come and see about me. 
 
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying 
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying 
Baby, please stop crying. 
You know, I know, the sun will always shine 
So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind. 
 
You been hurt so many times 
And I know what you're thinking of. 
Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe, 
To see that you're madly in love. 
 
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying 
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying 
Baby, please stop crying. 
You know, I know, the sun will always shine 
So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind

 

BOB DYLAN
BALLAD IN PLAIN D

 I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze. 
With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn. 
I courted her proudly but now she is gone, 
Gone as the season she's taken. 
 
Through young summer's breeze, I stole her away 
From her mother and sister, though close did they stay. 
Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day, 
With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us. 
 
Of the two sisters, I loved the young. 
With sensitive instincts, she was the creative one. 
The constant scapegoat, she was easily undone 
By the jealousy of others around her. 
 
For her parasite sister, I had no respect, 
Bound by her boredom, her pride to protect. 
Countless visions of the other she'd reflect 
As a crutch for her scenes and her society. 
 
Myself, for what I did, I cannot be excused, 
The changes I was going through can't even be used, 
For the lies that I told her in hopes not to lose 
The could be dream lover of my lifetime. 
 
With unknown consciousness, I possessed in my grip 
A magnificent mantelpiece, though its heart being chipped, 
Noticing not that I'd already slipped 
To a sin of love's false security. 
 
From silhouetted anger to manufactured peace, 
Answers of emptiness, voice vacancies, 
Till the tombstones of damage read me no questions but, Please, 
What's wrong and what's exactly the matter? 
 
And so it did happen like it could have been foreseen, 
The timeless explosion of fantasy's dream. 
At the peak of the night, the king and the queen 
Tumbled all down into pieces. 
 
 The tragic figure! her sister did shout, 
 Leave her alone, God damn you, get out! 
And I in my armor, turning about 
And nailing her to the ruins of her pettiness. 
 
Beneath a bare light bulb the plaster did pound 
Her sister and I in a screaming battleground. 
And she in between, the victim of sound, 
Soon shattered as a child 'neath her shadows. 
 
All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight. 
I gagged twice, doubled, tears blinding my sight. 
My mind it was mangled, I ran into the night 
Leaving all of love's ashes behind me. 
 
The wind knocks my window, the room it is wet. 
The words to say I'm sorry, I haven't found yet. 
I think of her often and hope whoever she's met 
Will be fully aware of how precious she is. 
 
Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me, 
 How good, how good does it feel to be free? 
And I answer them most mysteriously, 
 Are birds free from the chains of the skyway? 


 

BOB DYLAN
BALLAD OF A THIN MAN

 You walk into the room 
With your pencil in your hand 
You see somebody naked 
And you say, Who is that man? 
You try so hard 
But you don't understand 
Just what you'll say 
When you get home 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
You raise up your head 
And you ask, Is this where it is? 
And somebody points to you and says 
 It's his 
And you say, What's mine? 
And somebody else says, Where what is? 
And you say, Oh my God 
Am I here all alone? 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
You hand in your ticket 
And you go watch the geek 
Who immediately walks up to you 
When he hears you speak 
And says, How does it feel 
To be such a freak? 
And you say, Impossible 
As he hands you a bone 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
You have many contacts 
Among the lumberjacks 
To get you facts 
When someone attacks your imagination 
But nobody has any respect 
Anyway they already expect you 
To just give a check 
To tax deductible charity organizations 
 
You've been with the professors 
And they've all liked your looks 
With great lawyers you have 
Discussed lepers and crooks 
You've been through all of 
F. Scott Fitzgerald's books 
You're very well read 
It's well known 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you 
And then he kneels 
He crosses himself 
And then he clicks his high heels 
And without further notice 
He asks you how it feels 
And he says, Here is your throat back 
Thanks for the loan 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
Now you see this one eyed midget 
Shouting the word NOW 
And you say, For what reason? 
And he says, How? 
And you say, What does this mean? 
And he screams back, You're a cow 
Give me some milk 
Or else go home 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
Well, you walk into the room 
Like a camel and then you frown 
You put your eyes in your pocket 
And your nose on the ground 
There ought to be a law 
Against you comin' around 
You should be made 
To wear earphones 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 


 

BOB DYLAN
BALLAD OF A THIN MAN

 You walk into the room 
With your pencil in your hand 
You see somebody naked 
And you say, Who is that man? 
You try so hard 
But you don't understand 
Just what you'll say 
When you get home 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
You raise up your head 
And you ask, Is this where it is? 
And somebody points to you and says 
 It's his 
And you say, What's mine? 
And somebody else says, Where what is? 
And you say, Oh my God 
Am I here all alone? 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
You hand in your ticket 
And you go watch the geek 
Who immediately walks up to you 
When he hears you speak 
And says, How does it feel 
To be such a freak? 
And you say, Impossible 
As he hands you a bone 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
You have many contacts 
Among the lumberjacks 
To get you facts 
When someone attacks your imagination 
But nobody has any respect 
Anyway they already expect you 
To just give a check 
To tax deductible charity organizations 
 
You've been with the professors 
And they've all liked your looks 
With great lawyers you have 
Discussed lepers and crooks 
You've been through all of 
F. Scott Fitzgerald's books 
You're very well read 
It's well known 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you 
And then he kneels 
He crosses himself 
And then he clicks his high heels 
And without further notice 
He asks you how it feels 
And he says, Here is your throat back 
Thanks for the loan 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
Now you see this one eyed midget 
Shouting the word NOW 
And you say, For what reason? 
And he says, How? 
And you say, What does this mean? 
And he screams back, You're a cow 
Give me some milk 
Or else go home 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
Well, you walk into the room 
Like a camel and then you frown 
You put your eyes in your pocket 
And your nose on the ground 
There ought to be a law 
Against you comin' around 
You should be made 
To wear earphones 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 


 

BOB DYLAN
BALLAD OF A THIN MAN

 You walk into the room 
With your pencil in your hand 
You see somebody naked 
And you say, Who is that man? 
You try so hard 
But you don't understand 
Just what you'll say 
When you get home 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
You raise up your head 
And you ask, Is this where it is? 
And somebody points to you and says 
 It's his 
And you say, What's mine? 
And somebody else says, Where what is? 
And you say, Oh my God 
Am I here all alone? 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
You hand in your ticket 
And you go watch the geek 
Who immediately walks up to you 
When he hears you speak 
And says, How does it feel 
To be such a freak? 
And you say, Impossible 
As he hands you a bone 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
You have many contacts 
Among the lumberjacks 
To get you facts 
When someone attacks your imagination 
But nobody has any respect 
Anyway they already expect you 
To just give a check 
To tax deductible charity organizations 
 
You've been with the professors 
And they've all liked your looks 
With great lawyers you have 
Discussed lepers and crooks 
You've been through all of 
F. Scott Fitzgerald's books 
You're very well read 
It's well known 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you 
And then he kneels 
He crosses himself 
And then he clicks his high heels 
And without further notice 
He asks you how it feels 
And he says, Here is your throat back 
Thanks for the loan 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
Now you see this one eyed midget 
Shouting the word NOW 
And you say, For what reason? 
And he says, How? 
And you say, What does this mean? 
And he screams back, You're a cow 
Give me some milk 
Or else go home 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
Well, you walk into the room 
Like a camel and then you frown 
You put your eyes in your pocket 
And your nose on the ground 
There ought to be a law 
Against you comin' around 
You should be made 
To wear earphones 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 


 

BOB DYLAN
BALLAD OF A THIN MAN

 You walk into the room 
With your pencil in your hand 
You see somebody naked 
And you say, Who is that man? 
You try so hard 
But you don't understand 
Just what you'll say 
When you get home 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
You raise up your head 
And you ask, Is this where it is? 
And somebody points to you and says 
 It's his 
And you say, What's mine? 
And somebody else says, Where what is? 
And you say, Oh my God 
Am I here all alone? 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
You hand in your ticket 
And you go watch the geek 
Who immediately walks up to you 
When he hears you speak 
And says, How does it feel 
To be such a freak? 
And you say, Impossible 
As he hands you a bone 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
You have many contacts 
Among the lumberjacks 
To get you facts 
When someone attacks your imagination 
But nobody has any respect 
Anyway they already expect you 
To just give a check 
To tax deductible charity organizations 
 
You've been with the professors 
And they've all liked your looks 
With great lawyers you have 
Discussed lepers and crooks 
You've been through all of 
F. Scott Fitzgerald's books 
You're very well read 
It's well known 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you 
And then he kneels 
He crosses himself 
And then he clicks his high heels 
And without further notice 
He asks you how it feels 
And he says, Here is your throat back 
Thanks for the loan 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
Now you see this one eyed midget 
Shouting the word NOW 
And you say, For what reason? 
And he says, How? 
And you say, What does this mean? 
And he screams back, You're a cow 
Give me some milk 
Or else go home 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
Well, you walk into the room 
Like a camel and then you frown 
You put your eyes in your pocket 
And your nose on the ground 
There ought to be a law 
Against you comin' around 
You should be made 
To wear earphones 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 


 

BOB DYLAN
BALLAD OF A THIN MAN

 You walk into the room 
With your pencil in your hand 
You see somebody naked 
And you say, Who is that man? 
You try so hard 
But you don't understand 
Just what you'll say 
When you get home 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
You raise up your head 
And you ask, Is this where it is? 
And somebody points to you and says 
 It's his 
And you say, What's mine? 
And somebody else says, Where what is? 
And you say, Oh my God 
Am I here all alone? 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
You hand in your ticket 
And you go watch the geek 
Who immediately walks up to you 
When he hears you speak 
And says, How does it feel 
To be such a freak? 
And you say, Impossible 
As he hands you a bone 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
You have many contacts 
Among the lumberjacks 
To get you facts 
When someone attacks your imagination 
But nobody has any respect 
Anyway they already expect you 
To just give a check 
To tax deductible charity organizations 
 
You've been with the professors 
And they've all liked your looks 
With great lawyers you have 
Discussed lepers and crooks 
You've been through all of 
F. Scott Fitzgerald's books 
You're very well read 
It's well known 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you 
And then he kneels 
He crosses himself 
And then he clicks his high heels 
And without further notice 
He asks you how it feels 
And he says, Here is your throat back 
Thanks for the loan 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
Now you see this one eyed midget 
Shouting the word NOW 
And you say, For what reason? 
And he says, How? 
And you say, What does this mean? 
And he screams back, You're a cow 
Give me some milk 
Or else go home 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 
 
Well, you walk into the room 
Like a camel and then you frown 
You put your eyes in your pocket 
And your nose on the ground 
There ought to be a law 
Against you comin' around 
You should be made 
To wear earphones 
 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones? 


 

BOB DYLAN
BALLAD OF HOLLIS BROWN

 Hollis Brown 
He lived on the outside of town 
Hollis Brown 
He lived on the outside of town 
With his wife and five children 
And his cabin fallin' down 
 
You looked for work and money 
And you walked a rugged mile 
You looked for work and money 
And you walked a rugged mile 
Your children are so hungry 
That they don't know how to smile 
 
Your baby's eyes look crazy 
They're a tuggin' at your sleeve 
Your baby's eyes look crazy 
They're a tuggin' at your sleeve 
You walk the floor and wonder why 
With every breath you breathe 
 
The rats have got your flour 
Bad blood it got your mare 
The rats have got your flour 
Bad blood it got your mare 
If there's anyone that knows 
Is there anyone that cares? 
 
You prayed to the Lord above 
Oh please send you a friend 
You prayed to the Lord above 
Oh please send you a friend 
Your empty pockets tell yuh 
That you ain't a got no friend 
 
Your babies are crying louder 
It's pounding on your brain 
Your babies are crying louder 
It's pounding on your brain 
Your wife's screams are stabbin' you 
Like the dirty drivin' rain 
 
Your grass it is turning black 
There's no water in your well 
Your grass is turning black 
There's no water in your well 
You spent your last lone dollar 
On seven shotgun shells 
 
Way out in the wilderness 
A cold coyote calls 
Way out in the wilderness 
A cold coyote calls 
Your eyes fix on the shotgun 
That's hangin' on the wall 
 
Your brain is a bleedin' 
And your legs can't seem to stand 
Your brain is a bleedin' 
And your legs can't seem to stand 
Your eyes fix on the shotgun 
That you're holdin' in your hand 
 
There's seven breezes a blowin' 
All around the cabin door 
There's seven breezes a blowin' 
All around the cabin door 
Seven shots ring out 
Like the ocean's pounding roar 
 
There's seven people dead 
On a South Dakota farm 
There's seven people dead 
On a South Dakota farm 
Somewhere in the distance 
There's seven new people born 


 

BOB DYLAN
BELLE ISLE

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BOB DYLAN
BESSIE SMITH

 Bessie was more than just a friend of mine 
We shared the good times with the bad 
Now many a year has passed me by 
I still recall the best thing I ever had 
 
I'm just goin' down the road t' see Bessie 
Oh, See her soon 
Goin' down the road t' see Bessie Smith 
When I get there I wonder what she'll do 
 
Now all the crazy things I had to try 
Well I tried them all and then some 
But if you're lucky one day you find out 
Where it is you're really comin' from 
 
I'm just goin' down the road t' see Bessie 
Oh, See her soon 
Goin' down the road t' see Bessie Smith 
When I get there I wonder what she'll do 
 
Now in my day I've made some foolish moves 
But back then, I didn't worry 'bout a thing 
And now again I still wonder to myself 
Was it her sweet love or the way that she could sing 
 
I'm just goin' down the road t' see Bessie 
Oh, See her soon 
Goin' down the road t' see Bessie Smith 
When I get there I wonder what she'll do 
 
There's so much time has gone right on by 
I didn't think one could be so wrong 
And then one night I was drinkin' and a thinkin' 
In the bottom of the glass I could see Bessie's face so strong 
 
I'm just goin' down the road t' see Bessie 
Oh, See her soon 
Goin' down the road t' see Bessie Smith 
When I get there I wonder what she'll do 
 
When she sees me will she know what I've been through? 
Will old times start to feelin' like new? 
When I get there will our love still feel so true? 
Yet all I have, I'll be a bringin' it to you 
Oh Bessie, sing them old time blues 


 

BOB DYLAN
BIG YELLOW TAXI

 They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot 
A pink hotel, a boutique and a swinging hot spot 
Don't it always go to show 
You never know what you got till it's gone ? 
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot. 
 
They took all the trees, they put them in a tree museum 
They charged the people a dollar and a half just to see them 
Don't it always go to show 
You never know what you got till it's gone ? 
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot. 
 
Hey farmer, farmer, put away that D.D.T 
Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please, 
Don't it always go to show 
You never know what you got till it's gone ? 
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot. 
 
Late last night I heard my screen door slam 
A big yellow buldozer took away the house and land 
Don't it always go to show 
You never know what you got till it's gone ? 
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BILLY (MAIN TITLE THEME)

 (Instrumental)

 

BOB DYLAN
BILLY 1

 There's guns across the river aimin' at ya 
Lawman on your trail, he'd like to catch ya 
Bounty hunters, too, they'd like to get ya 
Billy, they don't like you to be so free. 
 
Campin' out all night on the berenda 
Dealin' cards 'til dawn in the hacienda 
Up to Boot Hill they'd like to send ya 
Billy, don't you turn your back on me. 
 
Playin' around with some sweet senorita 
Into her dark hallway she will lead ya 
In some lonesome shadows she will greet ya 
Billy, you're so far away from home. 
 
There's eyes behind the mirrors in empty places 
Bullet holes and scars between the spaces 
There's always one more notch and ten more paces 
Billy, and you're walkin' all alone. 
 
They say that Pat Garrett's got your number 
So sleep with one eye open when you slumber 
Every little sound just might be thunder 
Thunder from the barrel of his gun. 
 
Guitars will play your grand finale 
Down in some Tularosa alley, 
Maybe in the Rio Pecos valley 
Billy, you're so far away from home. 
 
There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances 
Some trigger happy fool willin' to take chances 
And some old whore from San Pedro to make advances 
Advances on your spirit and your soul. 
 
The businessmen from Taos want you to go down 
They've hired Pat Garrett to force a showdown. 
Billy, don't it make ya feel so low down 
To be shot down by the man who was your friend? 
 
Hang on to your woman if you got one 
Remember in El Paso, once, you shot one. 
She may have been a whore, but she was a hot one 
Billy, you been runnin' for so long. 
 
Guitars will play your grand finale 
Down in some Tularosa alley 
Maybe in the Rio Pecos valley 
Billy, you're so far away from home. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BILLY 4

 There's guns across the river about to pound you 
There's a lawman on your trail like to surround you 
Bounty hunters are dancing all around you 
Billy, they don't like you to be so free. 
 
Camping out all night on the veranda 
Walking in the streets down by the hacienda 
Up to Boot Hill the like to send you 
Billy, don't you turn your back on me. 
 
There's mills inside the minds of crazy faces 
Bullet holes and rifles in their cases 
There is always one more notch in four more aces 
Billy, and you're playing all alone. 
 
Playing around with some sweet signorita 
Into her dark chamber she will greet you 
In the shadows of the maizes she will lead you 
Billy, and you're going all alone. 
 
They say that Pat Garrett's got your number 
So sleep with one eye open, when you wander 
Every little sound just might be thunder 
Thunder from the barrel of his gun. 
 
There's always another stranger sneaking glances 
Some trigger happy fool willing to take chances 
Some old whore from San Pedro'll make advances 
Advances on your spirit and your soul. 
 
The businessmen from Taos want you to go down 
So they've hired mister Garrett, he'll force you to slow down 
Billy, don't let it make you feel so low down 
To be hunted by the man who was your friend. 
 
So hang on to your woman, if you got one 
Remember in El Paso once you shot one 
I'll be in Santa Fe about one 
Billy, you've been running for so long. 
 
Gypsy queens will play your grand finale 
Way down in some Tularosa alley 
Maybe in La Rio Pecas valley 
Billy, you're so far away from home 
Billy, you're so far away from home 


 

BOB DYLAN
BILLY 7

 (Instrumental)

 

BOB DYLAN
BLACK CROW BLUES

 I woke in the mornin', wand'rin', 
Wasted and worn out. 
I woke in the mornin', wand'rin', 
Wasted and worn out. 
Wishin' my long lost lover 
Will walk to me, talk to me, 
Tell me what it's all about. 
 
I was standin' at the side road 
Listenin' to the billboard knock. 
Standin' at the side road 
Listenin' to the billboard knock. 
Well, my wrist was empty 
But my nerves were kickin', 
Tickin' like a clock. 
 
If I got anything you need, babe, 
Let me tell you in front. 
If I got anything you need, babe, 
Let me tell you in front. 
You can come to me sometime, 
Night time, day time, 
Any time you want. 
 
Sometimes I'm thinkin' 
I'm too high to fall. 
Sometimes I'm thinkin' 
I'm Too high to fall. 
Other times I'm thinkin' I'm 
So low I don't know 
If I can come up at all. 
 
Black crows in the meadow 
Across a broad highway. 
Black crows in the meadow 
Across a broad highway. 
Though it's funny, honey, 
I just don't feel much like a 
Scarecrow today. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BLACK DIAMOND BAY

 Up on the white veranda 
She wears a necktie and a Panama hat. 
Her passport shows a face 
From another time and place 
She looks nothin' like that. 
And all the remnants of her recent past 
Are scattered in the wild wind. 
She walks across the marble floor 
Where a voice from the gambling room is callin' her to come on in. 
She smiles, walks the other way 
As the last ship sails and the moon fades away 
From Black Diamond Bay. 
 
As the mornin' light breaks open, the Greek comes down 
And he asks for a rope and a pen that will write. 
 Pardon, monsieur, the desk clerk says, 
Carefully removes his fez, 
 Am I hearin' you right? 
And as the yellow fog is liftin' 
The Greek is quickly headin' for the second floor. 
She passes him on the spiral staircase 
Thinkin' he's the Soviet Ambassador, 
She starts to speak, but he walks away 
As the storm clouds rise and the palm branches sway 
On Black Diamond Bay. 
 
A soldier sits beneath the fan 
Doin' business with a tiny man who sells him a ring. 
Lightning strikes, the lights blow out. 
The desk clerk wakes and begins to shout, 
 Can you see anything? 
Then the Greek appears on the second floor 
In his bare feet with a rope around his neck, 
While a loser in the gambling room lights up a candle, 
Says, Open up another deck. 
But the dealer says, Attendez vous, s'il vous plait,'' 
As the rain beats down and the cranes fly away 
From Black Diamond Bay. 
 
The desk clerk heard the woman laugh 
As he looked around the aftermath and the soldier got tough. 
He tried to grab the woman's hand, 
Said, Here's a ring, it cost a grand. 
She said, That ain't enough. 
Then she ran upstairs to pack her bags 
While a horse drawn taxi waited at the curb. 
She passed the door that the Greek had locked, 
Where a handwritten sign read, Do Not Disturb. 
She knocked upon it anyway 
As the sun went down and the music did play 
On Black Diamond Bay. 
 
 I've got to talk to someone quick! 
But the Greek said, Go away, and he kicked the chair to the floor. 
He hung there from the chandelier. 
She cried, Help, there's danger near 
Please open up the door! 
Then the volcano erupted 
And the lava flowed down from the mountain high above. 
The soldier and the tiny man were crouched in the corner 
Thinking of forbidden love. 
But the desk clerk said, It happens every day, 
As the stars fell down and the fields burned away 
On Black Diamond Bay. 
 
As the island slowly sank 
The loser finally broke the bank in the gambling room. 
The dealer said, It's too late now. 
You can take your money, but I don't know how 
You'll spend it in the tomb. 
The tiny man bit the soldier's ear 
As the floor caved in and the boiler in the basement blew, 
While she's out on the balcony, where a stranger tells her, 
 My darling, je vous aime beaucoup. 
She sheds a tear and then begins to pray 
As the fire burns on and the smoke drifts away 
From Black Diamond Bay. 
 
I was sittin' home alone one night in L.A., 
Watchin' old Cronkite on the seven o'clock news. 
It seems there was an earthquake that 
Left nothin' but a Panama hat 
And a pair of old Greek shoes. 
Didn't seem like much was happenin', 
So I turned it off and went to grab another beer. 
Seems like every time you turn around 
There's another hard luck story that you're gonna hear 
And there's really nothin' anyone can say 
And I never did plan to go anyway 
To Black Diamond Bay. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BLACKJACK DAVEY

 1. Black Jack Davey come a riden' on back, 
A whistlin' loud and merry. 
Made the woods around him ring, 
And he charmed the heart of a lady, 
Charmed the heart of a lady. 
 
2. How old are you, my pretty little miss, 
How old are you, my honey 
She answered to him with a lovin' smile 
 I'll be sixteen come Sunday, 
Be sixteen come Sunday. 
 
3. Come and go with me, my pretty little miss, 
Come and go with me, my honey, 
Take you where the grass grows green, 
You never will want for money 
You never will want for money 
 
4. Pull off, pull off them high heeled shoes 
All made of Spanish leather. 
Get behind me on my horse 
And we'll ride off together, 
We'll both go off together. 
 
5. Well, she pulled off them high heeled shoes 
Made of Spanish leather. 
Got behind him on his horse 
And they rode off together. 
They rode off together. 
 
6. At night the boss came home 
Inquiring about this lady. 
The servant spoke before she thought, 
 She's been with Black Jack Dave, 
Rode off with Black Jack Davey. 
 
7. Well, saddle for me my coal black stud, 
He's speedier than the gray. 
I rode all day and I'll ride all night, 
And I'll overtake my lady. 
I'll bring back my lady. 
 
8. Well, he rode all night till the broad daylight, 
Till he came to a river ragin', 
And there he spied his darlin' bride 
In the arms of Black Jack Davey. 
Wrapped up with Black Jack Davey. 
 
9. Pull off, pull off them long blue gloves 
All made of the finest leather. 
Give to me your lily white hand 
And we'll both go home together. 
We'll both go home together. 
 
10. Well, she pulled off them long blue gloves 
All made of the finest leather. 
Gave to him her lily white hand 
And said good bye forever. 
Bid farewell forever. 
 
11. Would you forsake your house and home, 
Would you forsake your baby? 
Would you forsake your husband, too, 
To go with Black Jack Davey. 
Rode off with Black Jack Davey? 
 
12. Well, I'll forsake my house and home, 
And I'll forsake my baby. 
I'll forsake my husband, too, 
For the love of Black Jack Davey. 
Ride off with Black Jack Davey. 
 
13. Last night I slept in a feather bed 
Between my husband and baby. 
Tonight I lay on the river banks 
In the arms of Black Jack Davey, 
Love my Black Jack Davey. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BLIND WILLIE MCTELL

 Seen the arrow on the doorpost 
Saying, This land is condemned 
All the way from New Orleans 
To Jerusalem. 
I traveled through East Texas 
Where many martyrs fell 
And I know no one can sing the blues 
Like Blind Willie McTell 
 
Well, I heard the hoot owl singing 
As they were taking down the tents 
The stars above the barren trees 
Were his only audience 
Them charcoal gypsy maidens 
Can strut their feathers well 
But nobody can sing the blues 
Like Blind Willie McTell 
 
See them big plantations burning 
Hear the cracking of the whips 
Smell that sweet magnolia blooming 
(And) see the ghosts of slavery ships 
I can hear them tribes a moaning 
(I can) hear the undertaker's bell 
(Yeah), nobody can sing the blues 
Like Blind Willie McTell 
 
There's a woman by the river 
With some fine young handsome man 
He's dressed up like a squire 
Bootlegged whiskey in his hand 
There's a chain gang on the highway 
I can hear them rebels yell 
And I know no one can sing the blues 
Like Blind Willie McTell 
 
Well, God is in heaven 
And we all want what's his 
But power and greed and corruptible seed 
Seem to be all that there is 
I'm gazing out the window 
Of the St. James Hotel 
And I know no one can sing the blues 
Like Blind Willie McTell 


 

BOB DYLAN
BLOOD IN MY EYES

 1. Woke up this morning, feeling blue, 
Seen a good lookin' girl, can I make love with you? 
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you, 
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you. 
I got blood in my eyes for you, babe, 
I don't care what in the world you do. 
 
2. I went back home, put on my tie, 
Gonna get that girl that money that money will buy. 
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you, 
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you. 
I got blood in my eyes for you, babe, 
I don't care what in the world you do. 
 
3. She looked at me, begin to smile, 
Said, Hey, hey, man, can't you wait a little while? 
No, no, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you, 
No, no, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you. 
Got blood in my eyes for you, babe, 
I don't care what in the world you do. 
 
Instrumental 
 
4. No, no, ma'ma, I can't wait, 
You got my money, now you're trying to break this date. 
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you, 
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you. 
I got blood in my eyes for you, babe, 
I don't care what in the world you do. 
 
5. I tell you something, tell you the facts, 
You don't want me, give my money back. 
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you, 
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you. 
I got blood in my eyes for you, babe, 
I don't care what in the world you do. 
 
Instrumental 


 

BOB DYLAN
BLOWIN' IN THE WIND

 How many roads must a man walk down 
Before you call him a man? 
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail 
Before she sleeps in the sand? 
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly 
Before they're forever banned? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many times must a man look up 
Before he can see the sky? 
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have 
Before he can hear people cry? 
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows 
That too many people have died? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many years can a mountain exist 
Before it's washed to the sea? 
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist 
Before they're allowed to be free? 
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, 
Pretending he just doesn't see? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BLOWIN' IN THE WIND

 How many roads must a man walk down 
Before you call him a man? 
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail 
Before she sleeps in the sand? 
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly 
Before they're forever banned? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many times must a man look up 
Before he can see the sky? 
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have 
Before he can hear people cry? 
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows 
That too many people have died? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many years can a mountain exist 
Before it's washed to the sea? 
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist 
Before they're allowed to be free? 
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, 
Pretending he just doesn't see? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BLOWIN' IN THE WIND

 How many roads must a man walk down 
Before you call him a man? 
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail 
Before she sleeps in the sand? 
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly 
Before they're forever banned? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many times must a man look up 
Before he can see the sky? 
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have 
Before he can hear people cry? 
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows 
That too many people have died? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many years can a mountain exist 
Before it's washed to the sea? 
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist 
Before they're allowed to be free? 
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, 
Pretending he just doesn't see? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BLOWIN' IN THE WIND

 How many roads must a man walk down 
Before you call him a man? 
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail 
Before she sleeps in the sand? 
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly 
Before they're forever banned? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many times must a man look up 
Before he can see the sky? 
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have 
Before he can hear people cry? 
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows 
That too many people have died? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many years can a mountain exist 
Before it's washed to the sea? 
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist 
Before they're allowed to be free? 
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, 
Pretending he just doesn't see? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind

 

BOB DYLAN
BLOWIN' IN THE WIND

 How many roads must a man walk down 
Before you call him a man? 
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail 
Before she sleeps in the sand? 
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly 
Before they're forever banned? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many times must a man look up 
Before he can see the sky? 
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have 
Before he can hear people cry? 
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows 
That too many people have died? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many years can a mountain exist 
Before it's washed to the sea? 
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist 
Before they're allowed to be free? 
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, 
Pretending he just doesn't see? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BLOWIN' IN THE WIND

 How many roads must a man walk down 
Before you call him a man? 
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail 
Before she sleeps in the sand? 
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly 
Before they're forever banned? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many times must a man look up 
Before he can see the sky? 
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have 
Before he can hear people cry? 
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows 
That too many people have died? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many years can a mountain exist 
Before it's washed to the sea? 
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist 
Before they're allowed to be free? 
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, 
Pretending he just doesn't see? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BLOWIN' IN THE WIND

 How many roads must a man walk down 
Before you call him a man? 
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail 
Before she sleeps in the sand? 
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly 
Before they're forever banned? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many times must a man look up 
Before he can see the sky? 
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have 
Before he can hear people cry? 
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows 
That too many people have died? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many years can a mountain exist 
Before it's washed to the sea? 
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist 
Before they're allowed to be free? 
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, 
Pretending he just doesn't see? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BLOWIN' IN THE WIND

 How many roads must a man walk down 
Before you call him a man? 
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail 
Before she sleeps in the sand? 
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly 
Before they're forever banned? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many times must a man look up 
Before he can see the sky? 
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have 
Before he can hear people cry? 
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows 
That too many people have died? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many years can a mountain exist 
Before it's washed to the sea? 
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist 
Before they're allowed to be free? 
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, 
Pretending he just doesn't see? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BLUE MOON

 Blue moon, you saw me standing alone 
Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own. 
 
Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for 
You heard me saying a prayet for someone I really could care for. 
 
And suddenly there appeared before me the only one my arms could ever hold 
I heard someone whisper, Please, adore me 
And when I looked my moon had turned to gold. 
 
Blue moon, now I'm no longer alone 
Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own 
Without a love of my own. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BOB DYLAN'S 115TH DREAM

 I was riding on the Mayflower 
When I thought I spied some land 
I yelled for Captain Arab 
I have yuh understand 
Who came running to the deck 
Said, Boys, forget the whale 
Look on over yonder 
Cut the engines 
Change the sail 
Haul on the bowline 
We sang that melody 
Like all tough sailors do 
When they are far away at sea 
 
 I think I'll call it America 
I said as we hit land 
I took a deep breath 
I fell down, I could not stand 
Captain Arab he started 
Writing up some deeds 
He said, Let's set up a fort 
And start buying the place with beads 
Just then this cop comes down the street 
Crazy as a loon 
He throw us all in jail 
For carryin' harpoons 
 
Ah me I busted out 
Don't even ask me how 
I went to get some help 
I walked by a Guernsey cow 
Who directed me down 
To the Bowery slums 
Where people carried signs around 
Saying, Ban the bums 
I jumped right into line 
Sayin', I hope that I'm not late 
When I realized I hadn't eaten 
For five days straight 
 
I went into a restaurant 
Lookin' for the cook 
I told them I was the editor 
Of a famous etiquette book 
The waitress he was handsome 
He wore a powder blue cape 
I ordered some suzette, I said 
 Could you please make that crepe 
Just then the whole kitchen exploded 
From boilin' fat 
Food was flying everywhere 
And I left without my hat 
 
Now, I didn't mean to be nosy 
But I went into a bank 
To get some bail for Arab 
And all the boys back in the tank 
They asked me for some collateral 
And I pulled down my pants 
They threw me in the alley 
When up comes this girl from France 
Who invited me to her house 
I went, but she had a friend 
Who knocked me out 
And robbed my boots 
And I was on the street again 
 
Well, I rapped upon a house 
With the U.S. flag upon display 
I said, Could you help me out 
I got some friends down the way 
The man says, Get out of here 
I'll tear you limb from limb 
I said, You know they refused Jesus, too 
He said, You're not Him 
Get out of here before I break your bones 
I ain't your pop 
I decided to have him arrested 
And I went looking for a cop 
 
I ran right outside 
And I hopped inside a cab 
I went out the other door 
This Englishman said, Fab 
As he saw me leap a hot dog stand 
And a chariot that stood 
Parked across from a building 
Advertising brotherhood 
I ran right through the front door 
Like a hobo sailor does 
But it was just a funeral parlor 
And the man asked me who I was 
 
I repeated that my friends 
Were all in jail, with a sigh 
He gave me his card 
He said, Call me if they die 
I shook his hand and said goodbye 
Ran out to the street 
When a bowling ball came down the road 
And knocked me off my feet 
A pay phone was ringing 
It just about blew my mind 
When I picked it up and said hello 
This foot came through the line 
 
Well, by this time I was fed up 
At tryin' to make a stab 
At bringin' back any help 
For my friends and Captain Arab 
I decided to flip a coin 
Like either heads or tails 
Would let me know if I should go 
Back to ship or back to jail 
So I hocked my sailor suit 
And I got a coin to flip 
It came up tails 
It rhymed with sails 
So I made it back to the ship 
 
Well, I got back and took 
The parkin' ticket off the mast 
I was ripping it to shreds 
When this coastguard boat went past 
They asked me my name 
And I said, Captain Kidd 
They believed me but 
They wanted to know 
What exactly that I did 
I said for the Pope of Eruke 
I was employed 
They let me go right away 
They were very paranoid 
 
Well, the last I heard of Arab 
He was stuck on a whale 
That was married to the deputy 
Sheriff of the jail 
But the funniest thing was 
When I was leavin' the bay 
I saw three ships a sailin' 
They were all heading my way 
I asked the captain what his name was 
And how come he didn't drive a truck 
He said his name was Columbus 
I just said, Good luck. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BOB DYLAN'S BLUES

 Well, the Lone Ranger and Tonto 
They are ridin' down the line 
Fixin' ev'rybody's troubles 
Ev'rybody's 'cept mine 
Somebody musta tol' 'em 
That I was doin' fine 
 
Oh you five and ten cent women 
With nothin' in your heads 
I got a real gal I'm lovin' 
And Lord I'll love her till I'm dead 
Go away from my door and my window too 
Right now 
 
Lord, I ain't goin' down to no race track 
See no sports car run 
I don't have no sports car 
And I don't even care to have one 
I can walk anytime around the block 
 
Well, the wind keeps a blowin' me 
Up and down the street 
With my hat in my hand 
And my boots on my feet 
Watch out so you don't step on me 
 
Well, lookit here buddy 
You want to be like me 
Pull out your six shooter 
And rob every bank you can see 
Tell the judge I said it was all right 
Yes! 


 

BOB DYLAN
BOB DYLAN'S DREAM

 While riding on a train goin' west, 
I fell asleep for to take my rest. 
I dreamed a dream that made me sad, 
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had. 
 
With half damp eyes I stared to the room 
Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon, 
Where we together weathered many a storm, 
Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn. 
 
By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung, 
Our words were told, our songs were sung, 
Where we longed for nothin' and were quite satisfied 
Talkin' and a jokin' about the world outside. 
 
With haunted hearts through the heat and cold, 
We never thought we could ever get old. 
We thought we could sit forever in fun 
But our chances really was a million to one. 
 
As easy it was to tell black from white, 
It was all that easy to tell wrong from right. 
And our choices were few and the thought never hit 
That the one road we traveled would ever shatter and split. 
 
How many a year has passed and gone, 
And many a gamble has been lost and won, 
And many a road taken by many a friend, 
And each one I've never seen again. 
 
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain, 
That we could sit simply in that room again. 
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat, 
I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be like that. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BOOTS OF SPANISH LEATHER

 Oh, I'm sailin' away my own true love, 
I'm sailin' away in the morning. 
Is there something I can send you from across the sea, 
From the place that I'll be landing? 
 
No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true love, 
There's nothin' I wish to be ownin'. 
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled, 
From across that lonesome ocean. 
 
Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine 
Made of silver or of golden, 
Either from the mountains of Madrid 
Or from the coast of Barcelona. 
 
Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night 
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean, 
I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss, 
For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'. 
 
That I might be gone a long time 
And it's only that I'm askin', 
Is there something I can send you to remember me by, 
To make your time more easy passin'. 
 
Oh, how can, how can you ask me again, 
It only brings me sorrow. 
The same thing I want from you today, 
I would want again tomorrow. 
 
I got a letter on a lonesome day, 
It was from her ship a sailin', 
Saying I don't know when I'll be comin' back again, 
It depends on how I'm a feelin'. 
 
Well, if you, my love, must think that a way, 
I'm sure your mind is roamin'. 
I'm sure your heart is not with me, 
But with the country to where you're goin'. 
 
So take heed, take heed of the western wind, 
Take heed of the stormy weather. 
And yes, there's something you can send back to me, 
Spanish boots of Spanish leather. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BORN IN TIME

 In the lonely night 
In the blinking stardust of a pale blue light 
You're comin' thru to me in black and white 
When we were made of dreams. 
 
You're blowing down the shaky street, 
You're hearing my heart beat 
In the record breaking heat 
Where we were born in time. 
 
Bridge 1: 
Not one more night, not one more kiss, 
Not this time baby, no more of this, 
Takes too much skill, takes too much will, 
It's revealing. 
You came, you saw, just like the law 
You married young, just like your ma, 
You tried and tried, you made me slide 
You left me reelin' with this feelin'. 
 
On the rising curve 
Where the ways of nature will test every nerve, 
You won't get anything you don't deserve 
Where we were born in time. 
 
Bridge 2: 
You pressed me once, you pressed me twice, 
You hang the flame, you'll pay the price, 
Oh babe, that fire 
Is still smokin'. 
You were snow, you were rain 
You were striped, you were plain, 
Oh babe, truer words 
Have not been spoken or broken. 
 
In the hills of mystery, 
In the foggy web of destiny, 
You can have what's left of me, 
Where we were born in time. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BROKE DOWN ENGINE

 1. Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel, 
Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel. 
You all been down and lonesome, you know just how a poor man feels. 
 
2. Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I done got broke, 
Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I done got broke, 
I done pawned my pistol, baby, my best clothes been sold. 
 
Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, 
Lordy, Lord. 
 
3. I went down in my praying ground, fell on my bended knees, 
I went down in my praying ground, fell on my bended knees, 
I ain't cryin' for no religion, Lord, give me back my good gal please. 
 
4. If you give me back my baby, I won't worry you no more, 
Give me back my baby, I won't worry you no more, 
Don't have to put her in my house, Lordy, just lead her to my door. 
 
Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, 
Lordy, Lord. 
 
5. Can't you hear me, baby, rappin' on your door? 
Can't you hear me, baby, rappin' on your door? 
Now you hear me tappin', tappin' across your floor. 
 
6. Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drive at all, 
Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drive at all. 
What make me love my woman, she can really do the Georgia Crawl. 
 
7. Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no whistle or bell, 
Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no whistle or bell, 
If you're a real hot momma, come take away Daddy's weeping spell. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BROWNSVILLE GIRL

 Well, there was this movie I seen one time, 
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck. 
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying to make a name for himself. 
The townspeople wanted to crush that kid down and string him up by the neck. 
 
Well, the marshal, now he beat that kid to a bloody pulp 
as the dying gunfighter lay in the sun and gasped for his last breath. 
Turn him loose, let him go, let him say he outdrew me fair and square, 
I want him to feel what it's like to every moment face his death. 
 
Well, I keep seeing this stuff and it just comes a rolling in 
And you know it blows right through me like a ball and chain. 
You know I can't believe we've lived so long and are still so far apart. 
The memory of you keeps callin' after me like a rollin' train. 
 
I can still see the day that you came to me on the painted desert 
In your busted down Ford and your platform heels 
I could never figure out why you chose that particular place to meet 
Ah, but you were right. It was perfect as I got in behind the wheel. 
 
Well, we drove that car all night into San Anton' 
And we slept near the Alamo, your skin was so tender and soft. 
Way down in Mexico you went out to find a doctor and you never came back. 
I would have gone on after you but I didn't feel like letting my head get blown off. 
 
Well, we're drivin' this car and the sun is comin' up over the Rockies, 
Now I know she ain't you but she's here and she's got that dark rhythm in her soul. 
But I'm too over the edge and I ain't in the mood anymore to remember the times when I was your only man 
And she don't want to remind me. She knows this car would go out of control. 
 
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above 
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love. 
 
Well, we crossed the panhandle and then we headed towards Amarillo 
We pulled up where Henry Porter used to live. He owned a wreckin' lot outside of town about a mile. 
Ruby was in the backyard hanging clothes, she had her red hair tied back. She saw us come rolling up in a trail of dust. 
She said, Henry ain't here but you can come on in, he'll be back in a little while. 
 
Then she told us how times were tough and about how she was thinkin' of bummin' a ride back to where she started. 
But ya know, she changed the subject every time money came up. 
She said, Welcome to the land of the living dead. You could tell she was so broken hearted. 
She said, Even the swap meets around here are getting pretty corrupt. 
 
 How far are y'all going? Ruby asked us with a sigh. 
 We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn, 
'Til the sun peels the paint and the seat covers fade and the water moccasin dies. 
Ruby just smiled and said, Ah, you know some babies never learn. 
 
Something about that movie though, well I just can't get it out of my head 
But I can't remember why I was in it or what part I was supposed to play. 
All I remember about it was Gregory Peck and the way people moved 
And a lot of them seemed to be lookin' my way. 
 
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above 
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love. 
 
Well, they were looking for somebody with a pompadour. 
I was crossin' the street when shots rang out. 
I didn't know whether to duck or to run, so I ran. 
 We got him cornered in the churchyard, I heard somebody shout. 
 
Well, you saw my picture in the Corpus Christi Tribune. Underneath it, it said, A man with no alibi. 
You went out on a limb to testify for me, you said I was with you. 
Then when I saw you break down in front of the judge and cry real tears, 
It was the best acting I saw anybody do. 
 
Now I've always been the kind of person that doesn't like to trespass but sometimes you just find yourself over the line. 
Oh if there's an original thought out there, I could use it right now. 
You know, I feel pretty good, but that ain't sayin' much. I could feel a whole lot better, 
If you were just here by my side to show me how. 
 
Well, I'm standin' in line in the rain to see a movie starring Gregory Peck, 
Yeah, but you know it's not the one that I had in mind. 
He's got a new one out now, I don't even know what it's about 
But I'll see him in anything so I'll stand in line. 
 
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above 
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love. 
 
You know, it's funny how things never turn out the way you had 'em planned. 
The only thing we knew for sure about Henry Porter is that his name wasn't Henry Porter. 
And you know there was somethin' about you baby that I liked that was always too good for this world 
Just like you always said there was something about me you liked that I left behind in the French Quarter. 
 
Strange how people who suffer together have stronger connections than people who are most content. 
I don't have any regrets, they can talk about me plenty when I'm gone. 
You always said people don't do what they believe in, they just do what's most convenient, then they repent. 
And I always said, Hang on to me, baby, and let's hope that the roof stays on. 
 
There was a movie I seen one time, I think I sat through it twice. 
I don't remember who I was or where I was bound. 
All I remember about it was it starred Gregory Peck, he wore a gun and he was shot in the back. 
Seems like a long time ago, long before the stars were torn down. 
 
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above 
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BROWNSVILLE GIRL

 Well, there was this movie I seen one time, 
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck. 
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying to make a name for himself. 
The townspeople wanted to crush that kid down and string him up by the neck. 
 
Well, the marshal, now he beat that kid to a bloody pulp 
as the dying gunfighter lay in the sun and gasped for his last breath. 
Turn him loose, let him go, let him say he outdrew me fair and square, 
I want him to feel what it's like to every moment face his death. 
 
Well, I keep seeing this stuff and it just comes a rolling in 
And you know it blows right through me like a ball and chain. 
You know I can't believe we've lived so long and are still so far apart. 
The memory of you keeps callin' after me like a rollin' train. 
 
I can still see the day that you came to me on the painted desert 
In your busted down Ford and your platform heels 
I could never figure out why you chose that particular place to meet 
Ah, but you were right. It was perfect as I got in behind the wheel. 
 
Well, we drove that car all night into San Anton' 
And we slept near the Alamo, your skin was so tender and soft. 
Way down in Mexico you went out to find a doctor and you never came back. 
I would have gone on after you but I didn't feel like letting my head get blown off. 
 
Well, we're drivin' this car and the sun is comin' up over the Rockies, 
Now I know she ain't you but she's here and she's got that dark rhythm in her soul. 
But I'm too over the edge and I ain't in the mood anymore to remember the times when I was your only man 
And she don't want to remind me. She knows this car would go out of control. 
 
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above 
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love. 
 
Well, we crossed the panhandle and then we headed towards Amarillo 
We pulled up where Henry Porter used to live. He owned a wreckin' lot outside of town about a mile. 
Ruby was in the backyard hanging clothes, she had her red hair tied back. She saw us come rolling up in a trail of dust. 
She said, Henry ain't here but you can come on in, he'll be back in a little while. 
 
Then she told us how times were tough and about how she was thinkin' of bummin' a ride back to where she started. 
But ya know, she changed the subject every time money came up. 
She said, Welcome to the land of the living dead. You could tell she was so broken hearted. 
She said, Even the swap meets around here are getting pretty corrupt. 
 
 How far are y'all going? Ruby asked us with a sigh. 
 We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn, 
'Til the sun peels the paint and the seat covers fade and the water moccasin dies. 
Ruby just smiled and said, Ah, you know some babies never learn. 
 
Something about that movie though, well I just can't get it out of my head 
But I can't remember why I was in it or what part I was supposed to play. 
All I remember about it was Gregory Peck and the way people moved 
And a lot of them seemed to be lookin' my way. 
 
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above 
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love. 
 
Well, they were looking for somebody with a pompadour. 
I was crossin' the street when shots rang out. 
I didn't know whether to duck or to run, so I ran. 
 We got him cornered in the churchyard, I heard somebody shout. 
 
Well, you saw my picture in the Corpus Christi Tribune. Underneath it, it said, A man with no alibi. 
You went out on a limb to testify for me, you said I was with you. 
Then when I saw you break down in front of the judge and cry real tears, 
It was the best acting I saw anybody do. 
 
Now I've always been the kind of person that doesn't like to trespass but sometimes you just find yourself over the line. 
Oh if there's an original thought out there, I could use it right now. 
You know, I feel pretty good, but that ain't sayin' much. I could feel a whole lot better, 
If you were just here by my side to show me how. 
 
Well, I'm standin' in line in the rain to see a movie starring Gregory Peck, 
Yeah, but you know it's not the one that I had in mind. 
He's got a new one out now, I don't even know what it's about 
But I'll see him in anything so I'll stand in line. 
 
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above 
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love. 
 
You know, it's funny how things never turn out the way you had 'em planned. 
The only thing we knew for sure about Henry Porter is that his name wasn't Henry Porter. 
And you know there was somethin' about you baby that I liked that was always too good for this world 
Just like you always said there was something about me you liked that I left behind in the French Quarter. 
 
Strange how people who suffer together have stronger connections than people who are most content. 
I don't have any regrets, they can talk about me plenty when I'm gone. 
You always said people don't do what they believe in, they just do what's most convenient, then they repent. 
And I always said, Hang on to me, baby, and let's hope that the roof stays on. 
 
There was a movie I seen one time, I think I sat through it twice. 
I don't remember who I was or where I was bound. 
All I remember about it was it starred Gregory Peck, he wore a gun and he was shot in the back. 
Seems like a long time ago, long before the stars were torn down. 
 
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above 
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love. 


 

BOB DYLAN
BUCKETS OF RAIN

 Buckets of rain 
Buckets of tears 
Got all them buckets comin' out of my ears. 
Buckets of moonbeams in my hand, 
I got all the love, honey baby, 
You can stand. 
 
I been meek 
And hard like an oak 
I seen pretty people disappear like smoke. 
Friends will arrive, friends will disappear, 
If you want me, honey baby, 
I'll be here. 
 
Like your smile 
And your fingertips 
Like the way that you move your lips. 
I like the cool way you look at me, 
Everything about you is bringing me 
Misery. 
 
Little red wagon 
Little red bike 
I ain't no monkey but I know what I like. 
I like the way you love me strong and slow, 
I'm takin' you with me, honey baby, 
When I go. 
 
Life is sad 
Life is a bust 
All ya can do is do what you must. 
You do what you must do and ya do it well, 
I'll do it for you, honey baby, 
Can't you tell? 


 

BOB DYLAN
BUNKHOUSE THEME

 (Instrumental)

 

BOB DYLAN
BYE AND BYE

 Bye and bye, I'm breathin' a lover's sigh 
I'm sittin' on my watch so I can be on time 
I'm singin' love's praises with sugar coated rhyme 
Bye and bye, on you I'm casting my eye 
 
I'm paintin' the town swinging my partner around 
I know who I can depend on, I know who to trust 
I'm watchin' the roads, I'm studying the dust 
I'm paintin' the town, making my last go round 
 
Well, I'm scufflin' and I'm shufflin' and I'm walkin' on briars 
I'm not even acquainted with my own desires 
 
I'm rollin' slow I'm doing all I know 
I'm tellin' myself I found true happiness 
That I've still got a dream that hasn't been repossessed 
I'm rollin' slow, goin' where the wild roses grow 
 
Well the future for me is already a thing of the past 
You were my first love and you will be my last 
 
Papa gone mad, mamma, she's feeling sad 
I'm gonna baptize you in fire so you can sin no more 
I'm gonna establish my rule through civil war 
Gonna make you see just how loyal and true a man can be 


 

BOB DYLAN
CALL LETTER BLUES

 Well, I walked all night long 
Listenin' to them church bells tone 
Yes, I walked all night long 
Listenin' to them church bells tone 
Either someone needing mercy 
Or maybe something I've done wrong 
 
Well, your friends come by for you 
I don't know what to say 
Well, your friends come by for you 
I don't know what to say 
I just can't face up to tell 'em 
Honey, you just went away 
 
Well, children cry for mother 
I tell them, Mother took a trip 
Well, children cry for mother 
I tell them, Mother took a trip 
Well, I walk on pins and needles 
I hope my tongue don't slip 
 
Well, I gaze at passing strangers 
In case I might see you 
Yes, I gaze at passing strangers 
In case I might see you 
But the sun goes around the heavens 
And another day just drives on through 
 
Way out in the distance 
I know you're with some other man 
Way out in the distance 
I know you're with some other man 
But that's alright, baby 
You know I always understand 
 
Call girls in the doorway 
All giving me the eye 
Call girls in the doorway 
All giving me the eye 
But my heart's just not in it 
I might as well pass right on by 
 
My ears are ringin' 
Ringin' like empty shells 
My ears are ringin' 
Ringin' like empty shells 
Well, it can't be no guitar player 
It must be convent bells 


 

BOB DYLAN
CAN'T HELP FALLING IN LOVE

 Wise men say, only fools rush in 
But I can't help falling in love with you 
Shall I stay, will it be a sin 
If I can't help falling in love with you ? 
 
Like a river flows surely to the sea 
Darling, so it goes, some things were meant to be 
Take my hand, take my whole life too 
For I can't help falling in love with you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
CAN'T WAIT

 I can't wait, wait for you to change your mind 
It's late; I'm trying to walk the line 
Well it's way past midnight and there are people all around 
Some on their way up, some on their way down 
The air burns and I'm trying to think straight 
And I don't know how much longer I can wait 
 
I'm your man; I'm trying to recover the sweet love that we knew 
You understand that my heart can't go on beating without you 
Well, your loveliness has wounded me, I'm reeling from the blow 
I wish I knew what it was keeps me loving you so 
I'm breathing hard, standing at the gate 
But I don't know how much longer I can wait 
 
Skies are grey, I'm looking for anything that will bring a happy glow 
Night or day, it doesn't matter where I go anymore; I just go 
If I ever saw you coming I don't know what I would do 
I'd like to think I could control myself, but it isn't true 
That's how it is when things disintegrate 
And I don't know how much longer I can wait 
 
I'm doomed to love you, I've been rolling through stormy weather 
I'm thinking of you and all the places we could roam together 
 
It's mighty funny; the end of time has just begun 
Oh, honey, after all these years you're still the one 
While I'm strolling through the lonely graveyard of my mind 
I left my life with you somewhere back there along the line 
I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate 
But I don't know how much longer I can wait. 


 

BOB DYLAN
CANADEE I O

 1. Well, it's all of fair and handsome girl, 
She's all in her tender years. 
She fell in love with a sailor boy, 
It's true she loved him well. 
For to go off to sea with him 
Like she did not know how, 
She longed to see that seaport town 
Of Canadee i o. 
 
2. So she bargained with the sailor boy, 
All for a piece of gold. 
Straightaway then he led her 
Down into the hold, 
Sayin', I'll dress you up in sailor's clothes, 
Your jacket shall be blue. 
You'll see that seaport town 
Of Canadee i o. 
 
3. Now, when the other sailors heard the news, 
Well, they fell into a rage, 
And with all the ship's company 
They were willing to engage. 
Saying, We'll tie her hands and feet, my boys, 
Overboard we'll throw her. 
She'll never see that seaport town 
Called Canadee i o. 
 
4. Now, when the captain he heard the news, 
Well, he too fell in a rage, 
And with the whole ship's company 
He was willing to engage, 
Sayin', She'll stay in sailor's clothes, 
Her color shall be blue, 
She'll see that seaport town 
Call Canadee i o. 
 
5. Now, when they come down to Canada 
Scarcely 'bout half a year, 
She's married this bold captain 
Who called her his dear. 
She's dressed in silks and satins now, 
She cuts a gallant show, 
Finest of the ladies 
Down Canadee i o. 
 
6. Come, all you fair and tender girls, 
Wheresoever you may be, 
I'd have you to follow your own true love 
Whene'er he goes to sea. 
For if the sailors prove false to you, 
Well, the captain, he might prove true. 
You'll see the honor I have gained 
By the wearing of the blue. 


 

BOB DYLAN
CANTINA THEME (WORKIN' FOR THE LAW)

 (Instrumental)

 

BOB DYLAN
CARIBBEAN WIND

 She was the rose of Sharon from paradise lost 
From the city of seven hills near the place of the cross. 
I was playing a show in Miami in the theater of divine comedy. 
Told about Jesus, told about the rain, 
She told me about the jungle where her brothers were slain 
By a man who danced on the roof of the embassy. 
 
Was she a child or a woman, I can't say which 
From one to another she could to easily switch 
We went into the wall to where the long arm of the law could not reach. 
Could I been used and played as a pawn? 
It certainly was possible as the gay night wore on 
Where men bathed in perfume and celebrated free speech. 
 
And them Caribbean winds still blow from Nassau to Mexico 
Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire 
And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free, 
Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire. 
 
She looked into my soul through the clothes that I wore 
She said, We got a mutual friend over by the door, 
And you know he's got our best interest in mind. 
He was well connected but her heart was a snare 
And she had left him to die in there, 
There were payments due and he was a little behind. 
 
The cry of the peacock, flies buzz my head, 
Ceiling fan broken, there's a heat in my bed, 
Street band playing Nearer My God to Thee. 
We met at the steeple where the mission bells ring, 
She said, I know what you're thinking, but there ain't a thing 
You can do about it, so let us just agree to agree. 
 
And them Caribbean winds still blow from Nassau to Mexico 
Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire 
And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free, 
Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire. 
 
Atlantic City by the cold grey sea 
I hear a voice crying, Daddy, I always think it's for me, 
But it's only the silence in the buttermilk hills that call. 
Every new messenger brings evil report 
'Bout armies on the march and time that is short 
And famines and earthquakes and hatred written upon walls. 
 
Would I have married her? I don't know, I suppose. 
She had bells in her braids and they hung to her toes 
But I kept hearing my name and I had to be movin' on. 
I saw screws break loose, saw the devil pound tin, 
I saw a house in the country being torn from within. 
I heard my ancestors calling from the land far beyond. 
 
And them Caribbean winds still blow from Nassau to Mexico 
Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire 
And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free, 
Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire. 

 

BOB DYLAN
CAT'S IN THE WELL

 The cat's in the well, the wolf is looking down. 
The cat's in the well, the wolf is looking down. 
He got his big bushy tail dragging all over the ground. 
 
The cat's in the well, the gentle lady is asleep. 
Cat's in the well, the gentle lady is asleep. 
She ain't hearing a thing, the silence is a stickin' her deep. 
 
Bridge 1: 
The cat's in the well and grief is showing its face 
The world's being slaughtered and it's such a bloody disgrace. 
 
The cat's in the well, the horse is going bumpety bump. 
The cat's in the well, and the horse is going bumpety bump. 
Back alley Sally is doing the American jump. 
 
Bridge 2: 
The cat's in the well, and pappa is reading the news. 
His hair is falling out and all of his daughters need shoes. 
 
The cat's in the well and the barn is full of bull 
The cat's in the well and the barn is full of bull 
The night is so long and the table is oh, so full 
 
Bridge 3: 
The cat's in the well and the servant is at the door. 
The drinks are ready and the dogs are going to war. 
 
The cat's in the well, the leaves are starting to fall 
The cat's in the well, leaves are starting to fall 
Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all

 

BOB DYLAN
CATFISH

 Lazy stadium night 
Catfish on the mound. 
 Strike three, the umpire said, 
Batter have to go back and sit down. 
 
Catfish, million dollar man, 
Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can. 
 
Used to work on Mr. Finley's farm 
But the old man wouldn't pay 
So he packed his glove and took his arm 
An' one day he just ran away. 
 
Catfish, million dollar man, 
Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can. 
 
Come up where the Yankees are, 
Dress up in a pinstripe suit, 
Smoke a custom made cigar, 
Wear an alligator boot. 
 
Catfish, million dollar man, 
Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can. 
 
Carolina born and bred, 
Love to hunt the little quail. 
Got a hundred acre spread, 
Got some huntin' dogs for sale. 
 
Catfish, million dollar man, 
Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can. 
 
Reggie Jackson at the plate 
Seein' nothin' but the curve, 
Swing too early or too late 
Got to eat what Catfish serve. 
 
Catfish, million dollar man, 
Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can. 
 
Even Billy Martin grins 
When the Fish is in the game. 
Every season twenty wins 
Gonna make the Hall of Fame. 
 
Catfish, million dollar man, 
Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can. 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
CHANGING OF THE GUARDS

 Sixteen years, 
Sixteen banners united over the field 
Where the good shepherd grieves. 
Desperate men, desperate women divided, 
Spreading their wings 'neath the falling leaves. 
 
Fortune calls. 
I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace, 
Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down. 
She's smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born, 
On midsummer's eve, near the tower. 
 
The cold blooded moon. 
The captain waits above the celebration 
Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid 
Whose ebony face is beyond communication. 
The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid. 
 
They shaved her head. 
She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo. 
A messenger arrived with a black nightingale. 
I seen her on the stairs and I couldn't help but follow, 
Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil. 
 
I stumbled to my feet. 
I rode past destruction in the ditches 
With the stitches still mending 'neath a heart shaped tattoo. 
Renegade priests and treacherous young witches 
Were handing out the flowers that I'd given to you. 
 
The palace of mirrors 
Where dog soldiers are reflected, 
The endless road and the wailing of chimes, 
The empty rooms where her memory is protected, 
Where the angels' voices whisper to the souls of previous times. 
 
She wakes him up 
Forty eight hours later, the sun is breaking 
Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks. 
She's begging to know what measures he now will be taking. 
He's pulling her down and she's clutching on to his long golden locks. 
 
Gentlemen, he said, 
I don't need your organization, I've shined your shoes, 
I've moved your mountains and marked your cards 
But Eden is burning, either brace yourself for elimination 
Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards. 
 
Peace will come 
With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of fire 
But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall 
And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating 
Between the King and the Queen of Swords. 


 

BOB DYLAN
CHANGING OF THE GUARDS

 Sixteen years, 
Sixteen banners united over the field 
Where the good shepherd grieves. 
Desperate men, desperate women divided, 
Spreading their wings 'neath the falling leaves. 
 
Fortune calls. 
I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace, 
Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down. 
She's smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born, 
On midsummer's eve, near the tower. 
 
The cold blooded moon. 
The captain waits above the celebration 
Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid 
Whose ebony face is beyond communication. 
The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid. 
 
They shaved her head. 
She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo. 
A messenger arrived with a black nightingale. 
I seen her on the stairs and I couldn't help but follow, 
Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil. 
 
I stumbled to my feet. 
I rode past destruction in the ditches 
With the stitches still mending 'neath a heart shaped tattoo. 
Renegade priests and treacherous young witches 
Were handing out the flowers that I'd given to you. 
 
The palace of mirrors 
Where dog soldiers are reflected, 
The endless road and the wailing of chimes, 
The empty rooms where her memory is protected, 
Where the angels' voices whisper to the souls of previous times. 
 
She wakes him up 
Forty eight hours later, the sun is breaking 
Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks. 
She's begging to know what measures he now will be taking. 
He's pulling her down and she's clutching on to his long golden locks. 
 
Gentlemen, he said, 
I don't need your organization, I've shined your shoes, 
I've moved your mountains and marked your cards 
But Eden is burning, either brace yourself for elimination 
Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards. 
 
Peace will come 
With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of fire 
But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall 
And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating 
Between the King and the Queen of Swords. 


 

BOB DYLAN
CHIMES OF FREEDOM

 Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll 
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing 
As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds 
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing 
Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight 
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight 
An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the night 
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 
 
In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched 
With faces hidden while the walls were tightening 
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain 
Dissolved into the bells of the lightning 
Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake 
Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked 
Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake 
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 
 
Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail 
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder 
That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze 
Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder 
Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind 
Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind 
An' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time 
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 
 
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales 
For the disrobed faceless forms of no position 
Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts 
All down in taken for granted situations 
Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute 
Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute 
For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit 
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 
 
Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far off corner flashed 
An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting 
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones 
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting 
Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail 
For the lonesome hearted lovers with too personal a tale 
An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail 
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 
 
Starry eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught 
Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended 
As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look 
Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended 
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed 
For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung out ones an' worse 
An' for every hung up person in the whole wide universe 
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 


 

BOB DYLAN
CLEAN CUT KID

 Everybody wants to know why he couldn't adjust 
Adjust to what, a dream that bust? 
 
He was a clean cut kid 
But they made a killer out of him, 
That's what they did 
 
They said what's up is down, they said what isn't is 
They put ideas in his head he thought were his 
 
He was a clean cut kid 
But they made a killer out of him, 
That's what they did 
 
He was on the baseball team, he was in the marching band 
When he was ten years old he had a watermelon stand 
 
He was a clean cut kid 
But they made a killer out of him, 
That's what they did 
 
He went to church on Sunday, he was a Boy Scout 
For his friends he would turn his pockets inside out 
 
He was a clean cut kid 
But they made a killer out of him, 
That's what they did 
 
They said, Listen boy, you're just a pup 
They sent him to a napalm health spa to shape up 
 
They gave him dope to smoke, drinks and pills, 
A jeep to drive, blood to spill 
 
They said Congratulations, you got what it takes 
They sent him back into the rat race without any brakes 
 
He was a clean cut kid 
But they made a killer out of him, 
That's what they did 
 
He bought the American dream but it put him in debt 
The only game he could play was Russian roulette 
 
He drank Coca Cola, he was eating Wonder Bread, 
Ate Burger Kings, he was well fed 
 
He went to Hollywood to see Peter O'Toole 
He stole a Rolls Royce and drove it in a swimming pool 
 
They took a clean cut kid 
And they made a killer out of him, 
That's what they did 
 
He could've sold insurance, owned a restaurant or bar 
Could've been an accountant or a tennis star 
 
He was wearing boxing gloves, took a dive one day 
Off the Golden Gate Bridge into China Bay 
 
His mama walks the floor, his daddy weeps and moans 
They gotta sleep together in a home they don't own 
 
They took a clean cut kid 
And they made a killer out of him, 
That's what they did 
 
Well, everybody's asking why he couldn't adjust 
All he ever wanted was somebody to trust 
 
They took his head and turned it inside out 
He never did know what it was all about 
 
He had a steady job, he joined the choir 
He never did plan to walk the high wire 
 
They took a clean cut kid 
And they made a killer out of him, 
That's what they did 


 

BOB DYLAN
CLOTHES LINE

 After a while we took in the clothes, 
Nobody said very much. 
Just some old wild shirts and a couple pairs of pants 
Which nobody really wanted to touch. 
Mama come in and picked up a book 
An' Papa asked her what it was. 
Someone else asked, What do you care? 
Papa said, Well, just because. 
Then they started to take back their clothes, 
Hang 'em on the line. 
It was January the thirtieth 
And everybody was feelin' fine. 
 
The next day everybody got up 
Seein' if the clothes were dry. 
The dogs were barking, a neighbor passed, 
Mama, of course, she said, Hi! 
 Have you heard the news? he said, with a grin, 
 The Vice President's gone mad! 
 Where? Downtown. When? Last night. 
 Hmm, say, that's too bad! 
 Well, there's nothin' we can do about it, said the neighbor, 
 It's just somethin' we're gonna have to forget. 
 Yes, I guess so, said Ma, 
Then she asked me if the clothes was still wet. 
 
I reached up, touched my shirt, 
And the neighbor said, Are those clothes yours? 
I said, Some of 'em, not all of 'em. 
He said, Ya always help out around here with the chores? 
I said, Sometime, not all the time. 
Then my neighbor, he blew his nose 
Just as papa yelled outside, 
 Mama wants you t' come back in the house and bring them clothes. 
Well, I just do what I'm told, 
So, I did it, of course. 
I went back in the house and Mama met me 
And then I shut all the doors. 


 

BOB DYLAN
COLD IRONS BOUND

 I'm beginning to hear voices and there's no one around 
Well, I'm all used up and the fields have turned brown 
I went to church on Sunday and she passed by 
My love for her is taking such a long time to die 
 
I'm waist deep, waist deep in the mist 
It's almost like, almost like I don't exist 
I'm twenty miles out of town, in cold irons bound 
 
The walls of pride are high and wide 
Can't see over to the other side 
It's such a sad thing to see beauty decay 
It's sadder still, to feel your heart torn away 
 
One look at you and I'm out of control 
Like the universe has swallowed me whole 
I'm twenty miles out of town in Cold irons bound 
 
There's too many people, too many to recall 
I thought some of 'm were friends of mine; I was wrong about 'm all 
Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud 
Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood 
 
I found my world, found my world in you 
But your love just hasn't proved true 
I'm twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound 
Twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound 
 
Oh, the winds in Chicago have torn me to shreds 
Reality has always had too many heads 
Some things last longer than you think they will 
There are some kind of things you can never kill 
 
It's you and you only, I'm been thinking about 
But you can't see in and it's hard lookin' out 
I'm twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound 
 
Well the fats in the fire and the water's in the tank 
The whiskey's in the jar and the money's in the bank 
I tried to love and protect you because I cared 
I'm gonna remember forever the joy that we shared 
 
Looking at you and I'm on my bended knee 
You have no idea what you do to me 
I'm twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound 
Twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound 


 

BOB DYLAN
COPPER KETTLE

 Get you a copper kettle, get you a copper coil 
Fill it with new made corn mash and never more you'll toil 
You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright 
Watch them just a filling in the pale moonlight. 
 
Build you a fire with hickory, hickory, ash and oak 
Don't use no green or rotten wood, they'll get you by the smoke 
You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright 
Watch them just a filling in the pale moonlight. 
 
My daddy he made whiskey, my granddaddy he did too 
We ain't paid no whiskey tax since 1792 
You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright 
Watch them just a filling in the pale moonlight. 


 

BOB DYLAN
CORRINA, CORRINA

 Corrina, Corrina, 
Gal, where you been so long? 
Corrina, Corrina, 
Gal, where you been so long? 
I been worr'in' 'bout you, baby, 
Baby, please come home. 
 
I got a bird that whistles, 
I got a bird that sings. 
I got a bird that whistles, 
I got a bird that sings. 
But I ain' a got Corrina, 
Life don't mean a thing. 
 
Corrina, Corrina, 
Gal, you're on my mind. 
Corrina, Corrina, 
Gal, you're on my mind. 
I'm a thinkin' 'bout you, baby, 
I just can't keep from crying

 

BOB DYLAN
COUNTRY PIE

 Just like old Saxophone Joe 
When he's got the hogshead up on his toe 
Oh me, oh my 
Love that country pie 
 
Listen to the fiddler play 
When he's playin' 'til the break of day 
Oh me, oh my 
Love that country pie 
 
Raspberry, strawberry, lemon and lime 
What do I care? 
Blueberry, apple, cherry, pumpkin and plum 
Call me for dinner, honey, I'll be there 
 
Saddle me up my big white goose 
Tie me on 'er and turn her loose 
Oh me, oh my 
Love that country pie 
 
I don't need much and that ain't no lie 
Ain't runnin' any race 
Give to me my country pie 
I won't throw it up in anybody's face 
 
Shake me up that old peach tree 
Little Jack Horner's got nothin' on me 
Oh me, oh my 
Love that country pie 


 

BOB DYLAN
COVENANT WOMAN

 Covenant woman got a contract with the Lord 
Way up yonder, great will be her reward. 
Covenant woman, shining like a morning star, 
I know I can trust you to stay where you are. 
 
And I just got to tell you 
I do intend 
To stay closer than any friend. 
I just got to thank you 
Once again 
For making your prayers known 
Unto heaven for me 
And to you, always, so grateful 
I will forever be. 
 
I've been broken, shattered like an empty cup. 
I'm just waiting on the Lord to rebuild and fill me up 
And I know He will do it 'cause He's faithful and He's true, 
He must have loved me so much to send me someone as fine as you. 
 
And I just got to tell you 
I do intend 
To stay closer than any friend. 
I just got to thank you 
Once again 
For making your prayers known 
Unto heaven for me 
And to you, always, so grateful 
I will forever be. 
 
Covenant woman, intimate little girl 
Who knows those most secret things of me that are hidden from the world. 
You know we are strangers in a land we're passing through. 
I'll always be right by your side, I've got a covenant too. 
 
And I just got to tell you 
I do intend 
To stay closer than any friend. 
I just got to thank you 
Once again 
For making your prayers known 
Unto heaven for me 
And to you, always, so grateful 
I will forever be. 


 

BOB DYLAN
CRY A WHILE

 Well, I had to go down and see a guy named Mr. Goldsmith 
A nasty, dirty, double crossin', back stabbin' phony I didn't wanna have to be dealin' with 
But I did it for you and all you gave me was a smile 
Well, I cried for you now it's your turn to cry awhile 
 
I don't carry dead weight I'm no flash in the pan 
All right, I'll set you straight, can't you see I'm a union man? 
I'm lettin' the cat out of the cage, I'm keeping a low profile 
Well, I cried for you now it's your turn, you can cry awhile 
 
Feel like a fighting rooster feel better than I ever felt 
But the Pennsylvania line's in an awful mess and the Denver road is about to melt 
I went to the church house, every day I go an extra mile 
Well, I cried for you now it's your turn, you can cry awhile 
 
Last night 'cross the alley there was a pounding on the walls 
It must have been Don Pasquale makin' a two a.m. booty call 
To break a trusting heart like mine was just your style 
Well, I cried for you now it's your turn to cry awhile 
 
I'm on the fringes of the night, fighting back tears that I can't control 
Some people they ain't human, they got no heart or soul 
Well, I'm crying to The Lord I'm tryin' to be meek and mild 
Yes, I cried for you now it's your turn, you can cry awhile 
 
Well, there's preachers in the pulpits and babies in the cribs 
I'm longin' for that sweet fat that sticks to your ribs 
I'm gonna buy me a barrel of whiskey I'll die before I turn senile 
Well, I cried for you now it's your turn, you can cry awhile 
 
Well, you bet on a horse and it ran on the wrong way 
I always said you'd be sorry and today could be the day 
I might need a good lawyer, could be your funeral, my trial 
Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile 


 

BOB DYLAN
DARK EYES

 Oh, the gentlemen are talking and the midnight moon is on the riverside, 
They're drinking up and walking and it is time for me to slide. 
I live in another world where life and death are memorized, 
Where the earth is strung with lovers' pearls and all I see are dark eyes. 
 
A cock is crowing far away and another soldier's deep in prayer, 
Some mother's child has gone astray, she can't find him anywhere. 
But I can hear another drum beating for the dead that rise, 
Whom nature's beast fears as they come and all I see are dark eyes. 
 
They tell me to be discreet for all intended purposes, 
They tell me revenge is sweet and from where they stand, I'm sure it is. 
But I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized, 
All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes. 
 
Oh, the French girl, she's in paradise and a drunken man is at the wheel, 
Hunger pays a heavy price to the falling gods of speed and steel. 
Oh, time is short and the days are sweet and passion rules the arrow that flies, 
A million faces at my feet but all I see are dark eyes

 

BOB DYLAN
DAY OF THE LOCUSTS

 Oh, the benches were stained with tears and perspiration, 
The birdies were flying from tree to tree. 
There was little to say, there was no conversation 
As I stepped to the stage to pick up my degree. 
And the locusts sang off in the distance, 
Yeah, the locusts sang such a sweet melody. 
Oh, the locusts sang off in the distance, 
Yeah, the locusts sang and they were singing for me. 
 
I glanced into the chamber where the judges were talking, 
Darkness was everywhere, it smelled like a tomb. 
I was ready to leave, I was already walkin', 
But the next time I looked there was light in the room. 
And the locusts sang, yeah, it give me a chill, 
Oh, the locusts sang such a sweet melody. 
Oh, the locusts sang their high whining trill, 
Yeah, the locusts sang and they were singing for me. 
 
Outside of the gates the trucks were unloadin', 
The weather was hot, a nearly 90 degrees. 
The man standin' next to me, his head was exploding, 
Well, I was prayin' the pieces wouldn't fall on me. 
Yeah, the locusts sang off in the distance, 
Yeah, the locusts sang such a sweet melody. 
Oh, the locusts sang off in the distance, 
And the locusts sang and they were singing for me. 
 
I put down my robe, picked up my diploma, 
Took hold of my sweetheart and away we did drive, 
Straight for the hills, the black hills of Dakota, 
Sure was glad to get out of there alive. 
And the locusts sang, well, it give me a chill, 
Yeah, the locusts sang such a sweet melody. 
And the locusts sang with a high whinin' trill, 
Yeah, the locusts sang and they was singing for me, 
Singing for me, well, singing for me. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DAYS OF 49

 I'm old Tom Moore from the bummer's shore in that good old golden days 
They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares I for praise ? 
I wander around from town to town just like a roving sign 
And all the people say, There goes Tom Moore, in the days of '49 
In the days of old, in the days of gold 
How oft'times I repine for the days of old 
When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. 
 
My comrades they all loved me well, a jolly saucy crew 
A few hard cases I will recall though they all were brave and true 
Whatever the pitch they never would flinch, they never would fret or whine 
Like good old bricks they stood the kicks in the days of '49 
In the days of old, in the days of gold 
How oft'times I repine for the days of old 
When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. 
 
There was New York Jake, the butcher boy, he was always getting tight 
And every time that he'd get full he was spoiling for a fight 
But Jake rampaged against a knife in the hands of old Bob Stein 
And over Jake they held a wake in the days of '49 
In the days of old, in the days of gold 
How oft'times I repine for the days of old 
When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. 
 
There was Poker Bill, one of the boys who was always in a game 
Whether he lost or whether he won, to him it was always the same 
He would ante up and draw his cards and he would you go a hatful blind 
In the game with death Bill lost his breath, in the days of '49 
In the days of old, in the days of gold 
How oft'times I repine for the days of old 
When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. 
 
There was Ragshag Bill from Buffalo, I never will forget 
He would roar all day and he'd roar all night and I guess he's roaring yet 
One day he fell in a prospect hole, in a roaring bad design 
And in that hole he roared out his soul, in the days of '49 
In the days of old, in the days of gold 
How oft'times I repine for the days of old 
When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. 
 
Of the comrades all that I've had, there's none that's left to boast 
And I'm left alone in my misery like some poor wandering ghost 
And I pass by from town to town, they call me a rambling sign 
 There goes Tom Moore, a bummer shore in the days of '49 
In the days of old, in the days of gold 
How oft'times I repine for the days of old 
When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DEAD MAN, DEAD MAN

 Uttering idle words from a reprobate mind, 
Clinging to strange promises, dying on the vine, 
Never bein' able to separate the good from the bad, 
Ooh, I can't stand it, I can't stand it, 
It's makin' me feel so sad. 
 
Dead man, dead man, 
When will you arise? 
Cobwebs in your mind, 
Dust upon your eyes. 
 
Satan got you by the heel, there's a bird's nest in your hair. 
Do you have any faith at all? Do you have any love to share? 
The way that you hold your head, cursin' God with every move, 
Ooh, I can't stand it, I can't stand it, 
What are you tryin' to prove? 
 
Dead man, dead man, 
When will you arise? 
Cobwebs in your mind, 
Dust upon your eyes. 
 
The glamour and the bright lights and the politics of sin, 
The ghetto that you build for me is the one you end up in, 
The race of the engine that overrules your heart, 
Ooh, I can't stand it, I can't stand it, 
Pretending that you're so smart. 
 
Dead man, dead man, 
When will you arise? 
Cobwebs in your mind, 
Dust upon your eyes. 
 
What are you tryin' to overpower me with, the doctrine or the gun? 
My back is already to the wall, where can I run? 
The tuxedo that you're wearin', the flower in your lapel, 
Ooh, I can't stand it, I can't stand it, 
You wanna take me down to hell. 
 
Dead man, dead man, 
When will you arise? 
Cobwebs in your mind, 
Dust upon your eyes. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DEAR LANDLORD

 Dear landlord, 
Please don't put a price on my soul. 
My burden is heavy, 
My dreams are beyond control. 
When that steamboat whistle blows, 
I'm gonna give you all I got to give, 
And I do hope you receive it well, 
Dependin' on the way you feel that you live. 
 
Dear landlord, 
Please heed these words that I speak. 
I know you've suffered much, 
But in this you are not so unique. 
All of us, at times, we might work too hard 
To have it too fast and too much, 
And anyone can fill his life up 
With things he can see but he just cannot touch. 
 
Dear landlord, 
Please don't dismiss my case. 
I'm not about to argue, 
I'm not about to move to no other place. 
Now, each of us has his own special gift 
And you know this was meant to be true, 
And if you don't underestimate me, 
I won't underestimate you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DEAR LANDLORD

 Dear landlord, 
Please don't put a price on my soul. 
My burden is heavy, 
My dreams are beyond control. 
When that steamboat whistle blows, 
I'm gonna give you all I got to give, 
And I do hope you receive it well, 
Dependin' on the way you feel that you live. 
 
Dear landlord, 
Please heed these words that I speak. 
I know you've suffered much, 
But in this you are not so unique. 
All of us, at times, we might work too hard 
To have it too fast and too much, 
And anyone can fill his life up 
With things he can see but he just cannot touch. 
 
Dear landlord, 
Please don't dismiss my case. 
I'm not about to argue, 
I'm not about to move to no other place. 
Now, each of us has his own special gift 
And you know this was meant to be true, 
And if you don't underestimate me, 
I won't underestimate you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DEATH IS NOT THE END

 When you're sad and when you're lonely and you haven't got a friend 
Just remember that death is not the end 
And all that you've held sacred, falls down and does not mend 
Just remember that death is not the end 
Not the end, not the end 
Just remember that death is not the end 
 
When you're standing at the crossroads that you cannot comprehend 
Just remember that death is not the end 
And all your dreams have vanished and you don't know what's up the bend 
Just remember that death is not the end 
Not the end, not the end 
Just remember that death is not the end 
 
When the storm clouds gather 'round you, and heavy rains descend 
Just remember that death is not the end 
And there's no one there to comfort you, with a helpin' hand to lend 
Just remember that death is not the end 
Not the end, not the end 
Just remember that death is not the end 
 
Oh, the tree of life is growing 
Where the spirit never dies 
And the bright light of salvation shines 
In dark and empty skies 
 
When the cities are on fire with the burning flesh of men 
Just remember that death is not the end 
And you search in vain to find just one law abiding citizen 
Just remember that death is not the end 
Not the end, not the end 
Just remember that death is not the end 


 

BOB DYLAN
DELIA

 Delia was a gambling girl, gambled all around, 
Delia was a gambling girl, she laid her money down. 
All the friends I ever had are gone. 
 
Delia's dear ol' mother took a trip out West, 
When she returned, little Delia gone to rest. 
All the friends I ever had are gone. 
 
Delia's daddy weeped, Delia's momma moaned, 
Wouldn't have been so bad if the poor girl died at home. 
All the friends I ever had are gone. 
 
Curtis' looking high, Curtis' looking low, 
He shot poor Delia down with a cruel forty four. 
All the friends I ever had are gone. 
 
High up on the housetops, high as I can see, 
Looking for them rounders, looking out for me. 
All the friends I ever had are gone. 
 
Men in Atlanta, tryin' to pass for white, 
Delia's in the graveyard, boys, six feet out of sight. 
All the friends I ever had are gone. 
 
Judge says to Curtis, What's this noise about? 
 All about them rounders, Judge, tryin' to cut me out. 
All the friends I ever had are gone. 
 
Curtis said to the judge, What might be my fine? 
Judge says, Poor boy, you got ninety nine. 
All the friends I ever had are gone. 
 
Curtis' in the jail house, drinking from an old tin cup, 
Delia's in the graveyard, she ain't gettin' up. 
All the friends I ever had are gone. 
 
Delia, oh Delia, how can it be? 
You loved all them rounders, never did love me. 
All the friends I ever had are gone. 
 
Delia, oh Delia, how can it be? 
You wanted all them rounders, never had time for me. 
All the friends I ever had are gone. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DESOLATION ROW

 They're selling postcards of the hanging 
They're painting the passports brown 
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors 
The circus is in town 
Here comes the blind commissioner 
They've got him in a trance 
One hand is tied to the tight rope walker 
The other is in his pants 
And the riot squad they're restless 
They need somewhere to go 
As Lady and I look out tonight 
From Desolation Row 
 
Cinderella, she seems so easy 
 It takes one to know one, she smiles 
And puts her hands in her back pockets 
Bette Davis style 
And in comes Romeo, he's moaning 
 You Belong to Me I Believe 
And someone says, You're in the wrong place, my friend 
You better leave 
And the only sound that's left 
After the ambulances go 
Is Cinderella sweeping up 
On Desolation Row 
 
Now the moon is almost hidden 
The stars are beginning to hide 
The fortunetelling lady 
Has even taken all her things inside 
All except for Cain and Abel 
And the hunchback of Notre Dame 
Everybody is making love 
Or else expecting rain 
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing 
He's getting ready for the show 
He's going to the carnival tonight 
On Desolation Row 
 
Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window 
For her I feel so afraid 
On her twenty second birthday 
She already is an old maid 
 
To her, death is quite romantic 
She wears an iron vest 
Her profession's her religion 
Her sin is her lifelessness 
And though her eyes are fixed upon 
Noah's great rainbow 
She spends her time peeking 
Into Desolation Row 
 
Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood 
With his memories in a trunk 
Passed this way an hour ago 
With his friend, a jealous monk 
He looked so immaculately frightful 
As he bummed a cigarette 
Then he went off sniffing drainpipes 
And reciting the alphabet 
Now you would not think to look at him 
But he was famous long ago 
For playing the electric violin 
On Desolation Row 
 
Dr. Filth, he keeps his world 
Inside of a leather cup 
But all his sexless patients 
They're trying to blow it up 
Now his nurse, some local loser 
She's in charge of the cyanide hole 
And she also keeps the cards that read 
 Have Mercy on His Soul 
They all play on penny whistles 
You can hear them blow 
If you lean your head out far enough 
From Desolation Row 
 
Across the street they've nailed the curtains 
They're getting ready for the feast 
The Phantom of the Opera 
A perfect image of a priest 
They're spoonfeeding Casanova 
To get him to feel more assured 
Then they'll kill him with self confidence 
After poisoning him with words 
 
And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls 
 Get Outa Here If You Don't Know 
Casanova is just being punished for going 
To Desolation Row 
 
Now at midnight all the agents 
And the superhuman crew 
Come out and round up everyone 
That knows more than they do 
Then they bring them to the factory 
Where the heart attack machine 
Is strapped across their shoulders 
And then the kerosene 
Is brought down from the castles 
By insurance men who go 
Check to see that nobody is escaping 
To Desolation Row 
 
Praise be to Nero's Neptune 
The Titanic sails at dawn 
And everybody's shouting 
 Which Side Are You On? 
And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot 
Fighting in the captain's tower 
While calypso singers laugh at them 
And fishermen hold flowers 
Between the windows of the sea 
Where lovely mermaids flow 
And nobody has to think too much 
About Desolation Row 
 
Yes, I received your letter yesterday 
(About the time the door knob broke) 
When you asked how I was doing 
Was that some kind of joke? 
All these people that you mention 
Yes, I know them, they're quite lame 
I had to rearrange their faces 
And give them all another name 
Right now I can't read too good 
Don't send me no more letters no 
Not unless you mail them 
From Desolation Row 


 

BOB DYLAN
DESOLATION ROW

 They're selling postcards of the hanging 
They're painting the passports brown 
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors 
The circus is in town 
Here comes the blind commissioner 
They've got him in a trance 
One hand is tied to the tight rope walker 
The other is in his pants 
And the riot squad they're restless 
They need somewhere to go 
As Lady and I look out tonight 
From Desolation Row 
 
Cinderella, she seems so easy 
 It takes one to know one, she smiles 
And puts her hands in her back pockets 
Bette Davis style 
And in comes Romeo, he's moaning 
 You Belong to Me I Believe 
And someone says, You're in the wrong place, my friend 
You better leave 
And the only sound that's left 
After the ambulances go 
Is Cinderella sweeping up 
On Desolation Row 
 
Now the moon is almost hidden 
The stars are beginning to hide 
The fortunetelling lady 
Has even taken all her things inside 
All except for Cain and Abel 
And the hunchback of Notre Dame 
Everybody is making love 
Or else expecting rain 
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing 
He's getting ready for the show 
He's going to the carnival tonight 
On Desolation Row 
 
Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window 
For her I feel so afraid 
On her twenty second birthday 
She already is an old maid 
 
To her, death is quite romantic 
She wears an iron vest 
Her profession's her religion 
Her sin is her lifelessness 
And though her eyes are fixed upon 
Noah's great rainbow 
She spends her time peeking 
Into Desolation Row 
 
Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood 
With his memories in a trunk 
Passed this way an hour ago 
With his friend, a jealous monk 
He looked so immaculately frightful 
As he bummed a cigarette 
Then he went off sniffing drainpipes 
And reciting the alphabet 
Now you would not think to look at him 
But he was famous long ago 
For playing the electric violin 
On Desolation Row 
 
Dr. Filth, he keeps his world 
Inside of a leather cup 
But all his sexless patients 
They're trying to blow it up 
Now his nurse, some local loser 
She's in charge of the cyanide hole 
And she also keeps the cards that read 
 Have Mercy on His Soul 
They all play on penny whistles 
You can hear them blow 
If you lean your head out far enough 
From Desolation Row 
 
Across the street they've nailed the curtains 
They're getting ready for the feast 
The Phantom of the Opera 
A perfect image of a priest 
They're spoonfeeding Casanova 
To get him to feel more assured 
Then they'll kill him with self confidence 
After poisoning him with words 
 
And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls 
 Get Outa Here If You Don't Know 
Casanova is just being punished for going 
To Desolation Row 
 
Now at midnight all the agents 
And the superhuman crew 
Come out and round up everyone 
That knows more than they do 
Then they bring them to the factory 
Where the heart attack machine 
Is strapped across their shoulders 
And then the kerosene 
Is brought down from the castles 
By insurance men who go 
Check to see that nobody is escaping 
To Desolation Row 
 
Praise be to Nero's Neptune 
The Titanic sails at dawn 
And everybody's shouting 
 Which Side Are You On? 
And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot 
Fighting in the captain's tower 
While calypso singers laugh at them 
And fishermen hold flowers 
Between the windows of the sea 
Where lovely mermaids flow 
And nobody has to think too much 
About Desolation Row 
 
Yes, I received your letter yesterday 
(About the time the door knob broke) 
When you asked how I was doing 
Was that some kind of joke? 
All these people that you mention 
Yes, I know them, they're quite lame 
I had to rearrange their faces 
And give them all another name 
Right now I can't read too good 
Don't send me no more letters no 
Not unless you mail them 
From Desolation Row 


 

BOB DYLAN
DESOLATION ROW

 They're selling postcards of the hanging 
They're painting the passports brown 
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors 
The circus is in town 
Here comes the blind commissioner 
They've got him in a trance 
One hand is tied to the tight rope walker 
The other is in his pants 
And the riot squad they're restless 
They need somewhere to go 
As Lady and I look out tonight 
From Desolation Row 
 
Cinderella, she seems so easy 
 It takes one to know one, she smiles 
And puts her hands in her back pockets 
Bette Davis style 
And in comes Romeo, he's moaning 
 You Belong to Me I Believe 
And someone says, You're in the wrong place, my friend 
You better leave 
And the only sound that's left 
After the ambulances go 
Is Cinderella sweeping up 
On Desolation Row 
 
Now the moon is almost hidden 
The stars are beginning to hide 
The fortunetelling lady 
Has even taken all her things inside 
All except for Cain and Abel 
And the hunchback of Notre Dame 
Everybody is making love 
Or else expecting rain 
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing 
He's getting ready for the show 
He's going to the carnival tonight 
On Desolation Row 
 
Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window 
For her I feel so afraid 
On her twenty second birthday 
She already is an old maid 
 
To her, death is quite romantic 
She wears an iron vest 
Her profession's her religion 
Her sin is her lifelessness 
And though her eyes are fixed upon 
Noah's great rainbow 
She spends her time peeking 
Into Desolation Row 
 
Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood 
With his memories in a trunk 
Passed this way an hour ago 
With his friend, a jealous monk 
He looked so immaculately frightful 
As he bummed a cigarette 
Then he went off sniffing drainpipes 
And reciting the alphabet 
Now you would not think to look at him 
But he was famous long ago 
For playing the electric violin 
On Desolation Row 
 
Dr. Filth, he keeps his world 
Inside of a leather cup 
But all his sexless patients 
They're trying to blow it up 
Now his nurse, some local loser 
She's in charge of the cyanide hole 
And she also keeps the cards that read 
 Have Mercy on His Soul 
They all play on penny whistles 
You can hear them blow 
If you lean your head out far enough 
From Desolation Row 
 
Across the street they've nailed the curtains 
They're getting ready for the feast 
The Phantom of the Opera 
A perfect image of a priest 
They're spoonfeeding Casanova 
To get him to feel more assured 
Then they'll kill him with self confidence 
After poisoning him with words 
 
And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls 
 Get Outa Here If You Don't Know 
Casanova is just being punished for going 
To Desolation Row 
 
Now at midnight all the agents 
And the superhuman crew 
Come out and round up everyone 
That knows more than they do 
Then they bring them to the factory 
Where the heart attack machine 
Is strapped across their shoulders 
And then the kerosene 
Is brought down from the castles 
By insurance men who go 
Check to see that nobody is escaping 
To Desolation Row 
 
Praise be to Nero's Neptune 
The Titanic sails at dawn 
And everybody's shouting 
 Which Side Are You On? 
And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot 
Fighting in the captain's tower 
While calypso singers laugh at them 
And fishermen hold flowers 
Between the windows of the sea 
Where lovely mermaids flow 
And nobody has to think too much 
About Desolation Row 
 
Yes, I received your letter yesterday 
(About the time the door knob broke) 
When you asked how I was doing 
Was that some kind of joke? 
All these people that you mention 
Yes, I know them, they're quite lame 
I had to rearrange their faces 
And give them all another name 
Right now I can't read too good 
Don't send me no more letters no 
Not unless you mail them 
From Desolation Row 


 

BOB DYLAN
DIAMOND JOE

 1. Now There's a man you'll hear about 
Most anywhere you go, 
And his holdings are in Texas 
And his name is Diamond Joe. 
 
2. And he carries all his money 
In a diamond studded jar. 
He never took much trouble 
With the process of the law. 
 
3. I hired out to Diamond Joe, boys, 
Did offer him my hand, 
He gave a string of horses 
So old they could not stand. 
 
4. And I nearly starved to death, boys, 
He did mistreat me so, 
And I never saved a dollar 
In the pay of Diamond Joe. 
 
5. Now his bread it was corn dodger 
And his meat you couldn't chaw, 
Nearly drove me crazy 
With the waggin' of his jaw. 
 
6. And the tellin' of his story, 
Mean to let you know 
That there never was a rounder 
That could lie like Diamond Joe. 
 
Instrumental 
 
7. Now, I tried three times to quit him, 
But he did argue so 
I'm still punchin' cattle 
In the pay of Diamond Joe. 
 
8. And when I'm called up yonder 
And it's my time to go, 
Give my blankets to my buddies 
Give the fleas to Diamond Joe. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DIGNITY

 Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel 
Thin man lookin' at his last meal 
Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield 
For dignity 
 
Wise man lookin' in a blade of grass 
Young man lookin' in the shadows that pass 
Poor man lookin' through painted glass 
For dignity 
 
Somebody got murdered on New Year's Eve 
Somebody said dignity was the first to leave 
I went into the city, went into the town 
Went into the land of the midnight sun 
 
Searchin' high, searchin' low 
Searchin' everywhere I know 
Askin' the cops wherever I go 
Have you seen dignity? 
 
Blind man breakin' out of a trance 
Puts both his hands in the pockets of chance 
Hopin' to find one circumstance 
Of dignity 
 
I went to the wedding of Mary lou 
She said ÒI don't want nobody see me talkin' to you 
Said she could get killed if she told me what she knew 
About dignity 
 
I went down where the vultures feed 
I would've got deeper, but there wasn't any need 
Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men 
Wasn't any difference to me 
 
Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade 
House on fire, debts unpaid 
Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid 
Have you seen dignity? 
 
Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears 
In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors 
Lookin' into the lost forgotten years 
For dignity 
 
Met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues 
Said he'd give me information if his name wasn't used 
He wanted money up front, said he was abused 
By dignity 
 
Footprints runnin' cross the silver sand 
Steps goin' down into tattoo land 
I met the sons of darkness and the sons of light 
In the bordertowns of despair 
 
Got no place to fade, got no coat 
I'm on the rollin' river in a jerkin' boat 
Tryin' to read a note somebody wrote 
About dignity 
 
Sick man lookin' for the doctor's cure 
Lookin' at his hands for the lines that were 
And into every masterpiece of literature 
for dignity 
 
Englishman stranded in the blackheart wind 
Combin' his hair back, his future looks thin 
Bites the bullet and he looks within 
For dignity 
 
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed 
Dignity never been photographed 
I went into the red, went into the black 
Into the valley of dry bone dreams 
 
So many roads, so much at stake 
So many dead ends, I'm at the edge of the lake 
Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take 
To find dignity 


 

BOB DYLAN
DIGNITY

 Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel 
Thin man lookin' at his last meal 
Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield 
For dignity 
 
Wise man lookin' in a blade of grass 
Young man lookin' in the shadows that pass 
Poor man lookin' through painted glass 
For dignity 
 
Somebody got murdered on New Year's Eve 
Somebody said dignity was the first to leave 
I went into the city, went into the town 
Went into the land of the midnight sun 
 
Searchin' high, searchin' low 
Searchin' everywhere I know 
Askin' the cops wherever I go 
Have you seen dignity? 
 
Blind man breakin' out of a trance 
Puts both his hands in the pockets of chance 
Hopin' to find one circumstance 
Of dignity 
 
I went to the wedding of Mary lou 
She said ÒI don't want nobody see me talkin' to you 
Said she could get killed if she told me what she knew 
About dignity 
 
I went down where the vultures feed 
I would've got deeper, but there wasn't any need 
Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men 
Wasn't any difference to me 
 
Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade 
House on fire, debts unpaid 
Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid 
Have you seen dignity? 
 
Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears 
In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors 
Lookin' into the lost forgotten years 
For dignity 
 
Met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues 
Said he'd give me information if his name wasn't used 
He wanted money up front, said he was abused 
By dignity 
 
Footprints runnin' cross the silver sand 
Steps goin' down into tattoo land 
I met the sons of darkness and the sons of light 
In the bordertowns of despair 
 
Got no place to fade, got no coat 
I'm on the rollin' river in a jerkin' boat 
Tryin' to read a note somebody wrote 
About dignity 
 
Sick man lookin' for the doctor's cure 
Lookin' at his hands for the lines that were 
And into every masterpiece of literature 
for dignity 
 
Englishman stranded in the blackheart wind 
Combin' his hair back, his future looks thin 
Bites the bullet and he looks within 
For dignity 
 
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed 
Dignity never been photographed 
I went into the red, went into the black 
Into the valley of dry bone dreams 
 
So many roads, so much at stake 
So many dead ends, I'm at the edge of the lake 
Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take 
To find dignity 


 

BOB DYLAN
DIRGE

 I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed 
You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road. 
The stage was set, the lights went out all around the old hotel, 
I hate myself for lovin' you and I'm glad the curtain fell. 
 
I hate that foolish game we played and the need that was expressed 
And the mercy that you showed to me, who ever would have guessed? 
I went out on Lower Broadway and I felt that place within, 
That hollow place where martyrs weep and angels play with sin. 
 
Heard your songs of freedom and man forever stripped, 
Acting out his folly while his back is being whipped. 
Like a slave in orbit, he's beaten 'til he's tame, 
All for a moment's glory and it's a dirty, rotten shame. 
 
There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them, 
In this age of fiberglass I'm searching for a gem. 
The crystal ball up on the wall hasn't shown me nothing yet, 
I've paid the price of solitude, but at last I'm out of debt. 
 
Can't recall a useful thing you ever did for me 
'Cept pat me on the back one time when I was on my knees. 
We stared into each other's eyes 'til one of us would break, 
No use to apologize, what diff'rence would it make? 
 
So sing your praise of progress and of the Doom Machine, 
The naked truth is still taboo whenever it can be seen. 
Lady Luck, who shines on me, will tell you where I'm at, 
I hate myself for lovin' you, but I should get over that. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DIRT ROAD BLUES

 Gon' walk down that dirt road, 'til someone lets me ride 
Gon' walk down that dirt road, 'til someone lets me ride 
If I can't find my baby, I'm gonna run away and hide 
 
I been pacing around the room hoping maybe she'd come back 
Pacing 'round the room hoping maybe she'd come back 
Well, I been praying for salvation laying 'round in a one room country shack 
 
Gon' walk down that dirt road until my eyes begin to bleed 
Gon' walk down that dirt road until my eyes begin to bleed 
'Til there's nothing left to see, 'til the chains have been shattered and I've been freed 
 
I been lookin' at my shadow, I been watching the colors up above 
Lookin' at my shadow watching the colors up above 
Rolling through the rain and hail, looking for the sunny side of love 
 
Gon' walk on down that dirt road 'til I'm right beside the sun 
Gon' walk on down until I'm right beside the sun 
I'm gonna have to put up a barrier to keep myself away from everyone. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DISEASE OF CONCEIT

 There's a whole lot of people suffering tonight 
From the disease of conceit. 
Whole lot of people struggling tonight 
From the disease of conceit. 
Comes right down the highway, 
Straight down the line, 
Rips into your senses 
Through your body and your mind. 
Nothing about it that's sweet, 
The disease of conceit. 
 
There's a whole lot of hearts breaking tonight 
From the disease of conceit, 
Whole lot of hearts shaking tonight 
From the disease of conceit. 
Steps into your room, 
Eats your soul, 
Over your senses 
You have no control. 
Ain't nothing too discreet 
About of disease of conceit. 
 
There's a whole lot of people dying tonight 
From the disease of conceit, 
Whole lot of people crying tonight 
From the disease of conceit, 
Comes right out of nowhere 
And you're down for the count 
From the outside world, 
The pressure will mount, 
Turn you into a piece of meat, 
The disease of conceit. 
 
Conceit is a disease 
That the doctors got no cure 
They've done a lot of research on it 
But what it is, they're still not sure 
 
There's a whole lot of people in trouble tonight 
From the disease of conceit, 
Whole lot of people seeing double tonight 
From the disease of conceit, 
Give ya delusions of grandeur 
And a evil eye 
Give you idea that 
You're too good to die, 
Then they bury you from your head to your feet 
From the disease of conceit. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DO RIGHT TO ME BABY

 Don't wanna judge nobody, don't wanna be judged, 
Don't wanna touch nobody, don't wanna be touched. 
Don't wanna hurt nobody, don't wanna be hurt, 
Don't wanna treat nobody like they was dirt. 
 
But if you do right to me, baby, 
I'll do right to you, too. 
Ya got to do unto others 
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you. 
 
Don't wanna shoot nobody, don't wanna be shot, 
Don't wanna buy nobody, don't wanna be bought. 
Don't wanna bury nobody, don't wanna be buried, 
Don't wanna marry nobody if they're already married. 
 
But if you do right to me, baby, 
I'll do right to you, too. 
Ya got to do unto others 
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you. 
 
Don't wanna burn nobody, don't wanna be burned, 
Don't wanna learn from nobody what I gotta unlearn. 
Don't wanna cheat nobody, don't wanna be cheated, 
Don't wanna defeat nobody if they already been defeated. 
 
But if you do right to me, baby, 
I'll do right to you, too. 
Ya got to do unto others 
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you. 
 
Don't wanna wink at nobody, don't wanna be winked at, 
Don't wanna be used by nobody for a doormat. 
Don't wanna confuse nobody, don't wanna be confused, 
Don't wanna amuse nobody, don't wanna be amused. 
 
But if you do right to me, baby, 
I'll do right to you, too. 
Ya got to do unto others 
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you. 
 
Don't wanna betray nobody, don't wanna be betrayed, 
Don't wanna play with nobody, don't wanna be waylaid. 
Don't wanna miss nobody, don't wanna be missed, 
Don't put my faith in nobody, not even a scientist. 
 
But if you do right to me, baby, 
I'll do right to you, too. 
Ya got to do unto others 
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DON'T FALL APART ON ME TONIGHT

 Just a minute before you leave, girl, 
Just a minute before you touch the door. 
What is it that you're trying to achieve, girl? 
Do you think we can talk about it some more? 
You know, the streets are filled with vipers 
Who've lost all ray of hope, 
You know, it ain't even safe no more 
In the palace of the Pope. 
 
Don't fall apart on me tonight, 
I just don't think that I could handle it. 
Don't fall apart on me tonight, 
Yesterday's just a memory, 
Tomorrow is never what it's supposed to be 
And I need you, yeah. 
 
Come over here from over there, girl, 
Sit down here. You can have my chair. 
I can't see us goin' anywhere, girl. 
The only place open is a thousand miles away and I can't take you there. 
I wish I'd have been a doctor, 
Maybe I'd have saved some life that had been lost, 
Maybe I'd have done some good in the world 
'Stead of burning every bridge I crossed. 
 
Don't fall apart on me tonight, 
I just don't think that I could handle it. 
Don't fall apart on me tonight, 
Yesterday's just a memory, 
Tomorrow is never what it's supposed to be 
And I need you, oh, yeah. 
 
I ain't too good at conversation, girl, 
So you might not know exactly how I feel, 
But if I could, I'd bring you to the mountaintop, girl, 
And build you a house made out of stainless steel. 
But it's like I'm stuck inside a painting 
That's hanging in the Louvre, 
My throat start to tickle and my nose itches 
But I know that I can't move. 
 
Don't fall apart on me tonight, 
I just don't think that I could handle it. 
Don't fall apart on me tonight, 
Yesterday's gone but the past lives on, 
Tomorrow's just one step beyond 
And I need you, oh, yeah. 
 
Who are these people who are walking towards you? 
Do you know them or will there be a fight? 
With their humorless smiles so easy to see through, 
Can they tell you what's wrong from what's right? 
 
Do you remember St. James Street 
Where you blew Jackie P.'s mind? 
You were so fine, Clark Gable would have fell at your feet 
And laid his life on the line. 
 
Let's try to get beneath the surface waste, girl, 
No more booby traps and bombs, 
No more decadence and charm, 
No more affection that's misplaced, girl, 
No more mudcake creatures lying in your arms. 
What about that millionaire with the drumsticks in his pants? 
He looked so baffled and so bewildered 
When he played and we didn't dance. 
 
Don't fall apart on me tonight, 
I just don't think that I could handle it. 
Don't fall apart on me tonight, 
Yesterday's just a memory, 
Tomorrow is never what it's supposed to be 
And I need you, yeah. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DON'T THINK TWICE, IT'S ALL RIGHT

 It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe 
It don't matter, anyhow 
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe 
If you don't know by now 
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn 
Look out your window and I'll be gone 
You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on 
Don't think twice, it's all right 
 
It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe 
That light I never knowed 
An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe 
I'm on the dark side of the road 
Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say 
To try and make me change my mind and stay 
We never did too much talkin' anyway 
So don't think twice, it's all right 
 
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal 
Like you never did before 
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal 
I can't hear you any more 
I'm a thinkin' and a wond'rin' all the way down the road 
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told 
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul 
But don't think twice, it's all right 
 
I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe 
Where I'm bound, I can't tell 
But goodbye's too good a word, gal 
So I'll just say fare thee well 
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind 
You could have done better but I don't mind 
You just kinda wasted my precious time 
But don't think twice, it's all right 


 

BOB DYLAN
DON'T THINK TWICE, IT'S ALL RIGHT

 It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe 
It don't matter, anyhow 
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe 
If you don't know by now 
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn 
Look out your window and I'll be gone 
You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on 
Don't think twice, it's all right 
 
It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe 
That light I never knowed 
An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe 
I'm on the dark side of the road 
Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say 
To try and make me change my mind and stay 
We never did too much talkin' anyway 
So don't think twice, it's all right 
 
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal 
Like you never did before 
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal 
I can't hear you any more 
I'm a thinkin' and a wond'rin' all the way down the road 
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told 
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul 
But don't think twice, it's all right 
 
I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe 
Where I'm bound, I can't tell 
But goodbye's too good a word, gal 
So I'll just say fare thee well 
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind 
You could have done better but I don't mind 
You just kinda wasted my precious time 
But don't think twice, it's all right 


 

BOB DYLAN
DON'T THINK TWICE, IT'S ALL RIGHT

 It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe 
It don't matter, anyhow 
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe 
If you don't know by now 
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn 
Look out your window and I'll be gone 
You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on 
Don't think twice, it's all right 
 
It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe 
That light I never knowed 
An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe 
I'm on the dark side of the road 
Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say 
To try and make me change my mind and stay 
We never did too much talkin' anyway 
So don't think twice, it's all right 
 
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal 
Like you never did before 
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal 
I can't hear you any more 
I'm a thinkin' and a wond'rin' all the way down the road 
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told 
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul 
But don't think twice, it's all right 
 
I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe 
Where I'm bound, I can't tell 
But goodbye's too good a word, gal 
So I'll just say fare thee well 
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind 
You could have done better but I don't mind 
You just kinda wasted my precious time 
But don't think twice, it's all right 


 

BOB DYLAN
DON'T THINK TWICE, IT'S ALL RIGHT

 It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe 
It don't matter, anyhow 
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe 
If you don't know by now 
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn 
Look out your window and I'll be gone 
You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on 
Don't think twice, it's all right 
 
It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe 
That light I never knowed 
An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe 
I'm on the dark side of the road 
Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say 
To try and make me change my mind and stay 
We never did too much talkin' anyway 
So don't think twice, it's all right 
 
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal 
Like you never did before 
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal 
I can't hear you any more 
I'm a thinkin' and a wond'rin' all the way down the road 
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told 
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul 
But don't think twice, it's all right 
 
I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe 
Where I'm bound, I can't tell 
But goodbye's too good a word, gal 
So I'll just say fare thee well 
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind 
You could have done better but I don't mind 
You just kinda wasted my precious time 
But don't think twice, it's all right 


 

BOB DYLAN
DON'T THINK TWICE, IT'S ALL RIGHT

 It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe 
It don't matter, anyhow 
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe 
If you don't know by now 
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn 
Look out your window and I'll be gone 
You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on 
Don't think twice, it's all right 
 
It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe 
That light I never knowed 
An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe 
I'm on the dark side of the road 
Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say 
To try and make me change my mind and stay 
We never did too much talkin' anyway 
So don't think twice, it's all right 
 
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal 
Like you never did before 
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal 
I can't hear you any more 
I'm a thinkin' and a wond'rin' all the way down the road 
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told 
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul 
But don't think twice, it's all right 
 
I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe 
Where I'm bound, I can't tell 
But goodbye's too good a word, gal 
So I'll just say fare thee well 
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind 
You could have done better but I don't mind 
You just kinda wasted my precious time 
But don't think twice, it's all right 


 

BOB DYLAN
DON'T THINK TWICE, IT'S ALL RIGHT

 It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe 
It don't matter, anyhow 
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe 
If you don't know by now 
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn 
Look out your window and I'll be gone 
You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on 
Don't think twice, it's all right 
 
It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe 
That light I never knowed 
An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe 
I'm on the dark side of the road 
Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say 
To try and make me change my mind and stay 
We never did too much talkin' anyway 
So don't think twice, it's all right 
 
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal 
Like you never did before 
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal 
I can't hear you any more 
I'm a thinkin' and a wond'rin' all the way down the road 
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told 
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul 
But don't think twice, it's all right 
 
I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe 
Where I'm bound, I can't tell 
But goodbye's too good a word, gal 
So I'll just say fare thee well 
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind 
You could have done better but I don't mind 
You just kinda wasted my precious time 
But don't think twice, it's all right 


 

BOB DYLAN
DON'T YA TELL HENRY

 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. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DOWN ALONG THE COVE

 Down along the cove, 
I spied my true love comin' my way. 
Down along the cove, 
I spied my true love comin' my way. 
I say, Lord, have mercy, mama, 
It sure is good to see you comin' today. 
 
Down along the cove, 
I spied my little bundle of joy. 
Down along the cove, 
I spied my little bundle of joy. 
She said, Lord, have mercy, honey, 
I'm so glad you're my boy! 
 
Down along the cove, 
We walked together hand in hand. 
Down along the cove, 
We walked together hand in hand. 
Ev'rybody watchin' us go by 
Knows we're in love, yes, and they understand

 

BOB DYLAN
DOWN IN THE FLOOD

 Crash on the levee, mama, 
Water's gonna overflow, 
Swamp's gonna rise, 
No boat's gonna row. 
Now, you can train on down 
To Williams Point, 
You can bust your feet, 
You can rock this joint. 
But oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? 
You're gonna have to find yourself 
Another best friend, somehow. 
 
Now, don't you try an' move me, 
You're just gonna lose. 
There's a crash on the levee 
And, mama, you've been refused. 
Well, it's sugar for sugar 
And salt for salt, 
If you go down in the flood, 
It's gonna be your own fault. 
Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? 
You're gonna have to find yourself 
Another best friend, somehow. 
 
Well, that high tide's risin', 
Mama, don't you let me down. 
Pack up your suitcase, 
Mama, don't you make a sound. 
Now, it's king for king, 
Queen for queen, 
It's gonna be the meanest flood 
That anybody's seen. 
Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? 
Yes, you're gonna have to find yourself 
Another best friend, somehow. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DOWN IN THE FLOOD

 Crash on the levee, mama, 
Water's gonna overflow, 
Swamp's gonna rise, 
No boat's gonna row. 
Now, you can train on down 
To Williams Point, 
You can bust your feet, 
You can rock this joint. 
But oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? 
You're gonna have to find yourself 
Another best friend, somehow. 
 
Now, don't you try an' move me, 
You're just gonna lose. 
There's a crash on the levee 
And, mama, you've been refused. 
Well, it's sugar for sugar 
And salt for salt, 
If you go down in the flood, 
It's gonna be your own fault. 
Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? 
You're gonna have to find yourself 
Another best friend, somehow. 
 
Well, that high tide's risin', 
Mama, don't you let me down. 
Pack up your suitcase, 
Mama, don't you make a sound. 
Now, it's king for king, 
Queen for queen, 
It's gonna be the meanest flood 
That anybody's seen. 
Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? 
Yes, you're gonna have to find yourself 
Another best friend, somehow. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DOWN THE HIGHWAY

 Well, I'm walkin' down the highway 
With my suitcase in my hand. 
Yes, I'm walkin' down the highway 
With my suitcase in my hand. 
Lord, I really miss my baby, 
She's in some far off land. 
 
Well, your streets are gettin' empty, 
Lord, your highway's gettin' filled. 
And your streets are gettin' empty 
And your highway's gettin' filled. 
Well, the way I love that woman, 
I swear it's bound to get me killed. 
 
Well, I been gamblin' so long, 
Lord, I ain't got much more to lose. 
Yes, I been gamblin' so long, 
Lord, I ain't got much more to lose. 
Right now I'm havin' trouble, 
Please don't take away my highway shoes. 
 
Well, I'm bound to get lucky, baby, 
Or I'm bound to die tryin'. 
Yes, I'm a bound to get lucky, baby, 
Lord, Lord I'm a bound to die tryin'. 
Well, meet me in the middle of the ocean 
And we'll leave this ol' highway behind. 
 
Well, the ocean took my baby, 
My baby stole my heart from me. 
Yes, the ocean took my baby, 
My baby took my heart from me. 
She packed it all up in a suitcase, 
Lord, she took it away to Italy, Italy. 
 
So, I'm a walkin' down your highway 
Just as far as my poor eyes can see. 
Yes, I'm a walkin' down your highway 
Just as far as my eyes can see. 
From the Golden Gate Bridge 
All the way to the Statue of Liberty. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DRIFTER'S ESCAPE

 Oh, help me in my weakness, 
I heard the drifter say, 
As they carried him from the courtroom 
And were taking him away. 
 My trip hasn't been a pleasant one 
And my time it isn't long, 
And I still do not know 
What it was that I've done wrong. 
 
Well, the judge, he cast his robe aside, 
A tear came to his eye, 
 You fail to understand, he said, 
 Why must you even try? 
Outside, the crowd was stirring, 
You could hear it from the door. 
Inside, the judge was stepping down, 
While the jury cried for more. 
 
 Oh, stop that cursed jury, 
Cried the attendant and the nurse, 
 The trial was bad enough, 
But this is ten times worse. 
Just then a bolt of lightning 
Struck the courthouse out of shape, 
And while ev'rybody knelt to pray 
The drifter did escape. 


 

BOB DYLAN
DRIFTIN' TOO FAR FROM SHORE

 I didn't know that you'd be leavin' 
Or who you thought you were talkin' to. 
I figure maybe we're even 
Or maybe I'm one up on you. 
 
I send you all my money 
Just like I did before. 
I tried to reach you honey, 
But you're driftin' too far from shore. 
 
Driftin' too far from shore 
Driftin' too far from shore 
Driftin' too far from shore 
Driftin' too far from shore 
 
I ain't gonna get lost in this current, 
I don't like playing cat and mouse. 
No gentleman likes making love to a servant. 
Especially when he's in his father's house. 
 
I never could guess your weight, baby, 
Never needed to call you my whore. 
I always thought you were straight, baby, 
But you're driftin' too far from shore. 
 
Driftin' too far from shore 
Driftin' too far from shore 
Driftin' too far from shore 
Driftin' too far from shore 
 
Well these times and these tunnels are haunted, 
The bottom of the barrel is too. 
I waited years sometimes for what I wanted. 
Everybody can't be as lucky as you. 
 
Never no more do I wonder, 
Why you don't never play with me any more. 
At any moment you could go under, 
'Cause you're driftin' too far from shore. 
 
Driftin' too far from shore 
Driftin' too far from shore 
Driftin' too far from shore 
Driftin' too far from shore 
 
You and me we had completeness, 
I give you all of what I could provide 
We weren't on the wrong side, sweetness, 
We were the wrong side. 
 
I've already ripped out the phones, honey. 
You can't walk the streets in a war. 
I can finish this alone, honey, 
You're driftin' too far from shore. 


 

BOB DYLAN
EARLY MORNIN' RAIN

 In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand 
And an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand 
I'm a long way from home and I miss my loved one so 
In the early morning rain with nowhere to go. 
 
Cut on runway number nine, big 707 set to go 
I'm stuck here on the ground, where the cold winds blow 
The liquor tasted good and the women all were fast 
There she goes, my friend, she's rolling down at last. 
 
Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver bird on high 
She's away and westward bound, far above the clouds she'll fly 
Where the morning rain don't fall and the sun always shines 
She'll be flying over my home in about three hours time. 
 
This old airport's got me down, it's no earthly good to me 
Because I'm stuck here on the ground, cold and drunks as I might be 
You can't hop a jet plane like you can a freight train 
So I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain. 


 

BOB DYLAN
EMOTIONALLY YOURS

 Come baby, find me, come baby, remind me of where I once begun. 
Come baby, show me, show me you know me, tell me you're the one. 
I could be learning, you could be yearning to see behind closed doors. 
But I will always be emotionally yours. 
 
Come baby, rock me, come baby, lock me into the shadows of your heart. 
Come baby, teach me, come baby, reach me, let the music start. 
I could be dreaming but I keep believing you're the one I'm livin' for. 
And I will always be emotionally yours. 
 
It's like my whole life never happened, 
When I see you, it's as if I never had a thought. 
I know this dream, it might be crazy, 
But it's the only one I've got. 
 
Come baby, shake me, come baby, take me, I would be satisfied. 
Come baby, hold me, come baby, help me, my arms are open wide. 
I could be unraveling wherever I'm traveling, even to foreign shores. 
But I will always be emotionally yours. 


 

BOB DYLAN
EMOTIONALLY YOURS

 Come baby, find me, come baby, remind me of where I once begun. 
Come baby, show me, show me you know me, tell me you're the one. 
I could be learning, you could be yearning to see behind closed doors. 
But I will always be emotionally yours. 
 
Come baby, rock me, come baby, lock me into the shadows of your heart. 
Come baby, teach me, come baby, reach me, let the music start. 
I could be dreaming but I keep believing you're the one I'm livin' for. 
And I will always be emotionally yours. 
 
It's like my whole life never happened, 
When I see you, it's as if I never had a thought. 
I know this dream, it might be crazy, 
But it's the only one I've got. 
 
Come baby, shake me, come baby, take me, I would be satisfied. 
Come baby, hold me, come baby, help me, my arms are open wide. 
I could be unraveling wherever I'm traveling, even to foreign shores. 
But I will always be emotionally yours. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ENDLESS HIGHWAY

 Take a silver dollar and put it in your pocket, 
Never let it slip away. 
Always be a man, not a boy gone astray. 
When ya get half cra zy from the August heat 
Or on a frozen, rotted road 
With no one to complain to about your achin' feet. 
 
[Chorus:] 
You're gonna walk that endless highway, 
Walk that high way till you die. 
All you children goin' my way, 
Better tell your home life sweet goodbye. 
 
When I see a detour up ahead, 
Well, I leave it far behind, 
Who knows what you're apt to find there. 
With the cost of livin, and the price of dyin', 
Well it look like t'me this time I wont be buyin' 
 
[Chorus] 
 
When they get a scapegoat by the throat, 
it's hard labour and cold beans. 
If ya get away real quick, 
You'll be eatin from the poison peanut machine. 
Well, I sing by night, wander by day. 
I'm on the road and it looks like I'm here to stay. 
 
[Chorus] 


 

BOB DYLAN
ETERNAL CIRCLE

 I sang the song slowly 
As she stood in the shadows 
She stepped to the light 
As my silver strings spun 
She called with her eyes 
To the tune I's a playin' 
But the song it was long 
And I'd only begun 
 
Through a bullet of light 
Her face was reflectin' 
The fast fading words 
That rolled from my tongue 
With a long distance look 
Her eyes was on fire 
But the song it was long 
And there was more to be sung. 
 
My eyes danced a circle 
Across her clear outline 
With her head tilted sideways 
She called me again 
As the tune drifted out 
She breathed hard through the echo 
But the song it was long 
And it was far to the end 
 
I glanced at my guitar 
And played it pretendin' 
That of all the eyes out there 
I could see none 
As her thoughts pounded hard 
Like the pierce of an arrow 
But the song it was long 
And it had to get done 
 
As the tune finally folded 
I laid down the guitar 
Then looked for the girl 
Who'd stayed for so long 
But her shadow was missin' 
For all of my searchin' 
So I picked up my guitar 
And began the next song 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
EVERY GRAIN OF SAND

 In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need 
When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed 
There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere, 
Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair. 
 
Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake, 
Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break. 
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand 
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand. 
 
Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear, 
Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer. 
The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way 
To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay. 
 
I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame 
And every time I pass that way I always hear my name. 
Then onward in my journey I come to understand 
That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand. 
 
I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night 
In the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light, 
In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space, 
In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face. 
 
I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea 
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me. 
I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man 
Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand. 


 

BOB DYLAN
EVERY GRAIN OF SAND

 In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need 
When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed 
There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere, 
Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair. 
 
Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake, 
Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break. 
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand 
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand. 
 
Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear, 
Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer. 
The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way 
To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay. 
 
I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame 
And every time I pass that way I always hear my name. 
Then onward in my journey I come to understand 
That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand. 
 
I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night 
In the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light, 
In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space, 
In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face. 
 
I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea 
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me. 
I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man 
Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand. 


 

BOB DYLAN
EVERY GRAIN OF SAND

 In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need 
When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed 
There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere, 
Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair. 
 
Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake, 
Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break. 
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand 
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand. 
 
Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear, 
Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer. 
The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way 
To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay. 
 
I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame 
And every time I pass that way I always hear my name. 
Then onward in my journey I come to understand 
That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand. 
 
I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night 
In the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light, 
In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space, 
In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face. 
 
I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea 
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me. 
I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man 
Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand. 


 

BOB DYLAN
EVERYTHING IS BROKEN

 Broken lines, broken strings, 
Broken threads, broken springs, 
Broken idols, broken heads, 
People sleeping in broken beds. 
Ain't no use jiving 
Ain't no use joking 
Everything is broken. 
 
Broken bottles, broken plates, 
Broken switches, broken gates, 
Broken dishes, broken parts, 
Streets are filled with broken hearts. 
Broken words never meant to be spoken, 
Everything is broken. 
 
Bridge: Seem like every time you stop and turn around 
Something else just hit the ground 
 
Broken cutters, broken saws, 
Broken buckles, broken laws, 
Broken bodies, broken bones, 
Broken voices on broken phones. 
Take a deep breath, feel like you're chokin', 
Everything is broken. 
 
Bridge: Every time you leave and go off someplace 
Things fall to pieces in my face 
 
Broken hands on broken ploughs, 
Broken treaties, broken vows, 
Broken pipes, broken tools, 
People bending broken rules. 
Hound dog howling, bull frog croaking, 
Everything is broken. 


 

BOB DYLAN
EVERYTHING IS BROKEN

 Broken lines, broken strings, 
Broken threads, broken springs, 
Broken idols, broken heads, 
People sleeping in broken beds. 
Ain't no use jiving 
Ain't no use joking 
Everything is broken. 
 
Broken bottles, broken plates, 
Broken switches, broken gates, 
Broken dishes, broken parts, 
Streets are filled with broken hearts. 
Broken words never meant to be spoken, 
Everything is broken. 
 
Bridge: Seem like every time you stop and turn around 
Something else just hit the ground 
 
Broken cutters, broken saws, 
Broken buckles, broken laws, 
Broken bodies, broken bones, 
Broken voices on broken phones. 
Take a deep breath, feel like you're chokin', 
Everything is broken. 
 
Bridge: Every time you leave and go off someplace 
Things fall to pieces in my face 
 
Broken hands on broken ploughs, 
Broken treaties, broken vows, 
Broken pipes, broken tools, 
People bending broken rules. 
Hound dog howling, bull frog croaking, 
Everything is broken. 


 

BOB DYLAN
FAREWELL ANGELINA

 Farewell Angelina 
The bells of the crown 
Are being stolen by bandits 
I must follow the sound 
The triangle tingles 
And the trumpet play slow 
Farewell Angelina 
The sky is on fire 
And I must go. 
 
There's no need for anger 
There's no need for blame 
There's nothing to prove 
Ev'rything's still the same 
Just a table standing empty 
By the edge of the sea 
Farewell Angelina 
The sky is trembling 
And I must leave. 
 
The jacks and queens 
Have forsaked the courtyard 
Fifty two gypsies 
Now file past the guards 
In the space where the deuce 
And the ace once ran wild 
Farewell Angelina 
The sky is folding 
I'll see you in a while. 
 
See the cross eyed pirates sitting 
Perched in the sun 
Shooting tin cans 
With a sawed off shotgun 
And the neighbors they clap 
And they cheer with each blast 
Farewell Angelina 
The sky's changing color 
And I must leave fast. 
 
King Kong, little elves 
On the rooftoops they dance 
Valentino type tangos 
While the make up man's hands 
Shut the eyes of the dead 
Not to embarrass anyone 
Farewell Angelina 
The sky is embarrassed 
And I must be gone. 
 
The machine guns are roaring 
The puppets heave rocks 
The fiends nail time bombs 
To the hands of the clocks 
Call me any name you like 
I will never deny it 
Farewell Angelina 
The sky is erupting 
I must go where it's quiet. 


 

BOB DYLAN
FATHER OF NIGHT

 Father of night, Father of day, 
Father, who taketh the darkness away, 
Father, who teacheth the bird to fly, 
Builder of rainbows up in the sky, 
Father of loneliness and pain, 
Father of love and Father of rain. 
 
Father of day, Father of night, 
Father of black, Father of white, 
Father, who build the mountain so high, 
Who shapeth the cloud up in the sky, 
Father of time, Father of dreams, 
Father, who turneth the rivers and streams. 
 
Father of grain, Father of wheat, 
Father of cold and Father of heat, 
Father of air and Father of trees, 
Who dwells in our hearts and our memories, 
Father of minutes, Father of days, 
Father of whom we most solemnly praise

 

BOB DYLAN
FINAL THEME

 (Instrumental)

 

BOB DYLAN
FIXIN' TO DIE

 Feeling funny in my mind, Lord, 
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die 
Feeling funny in my mind, Lord 
I believe I'm fixing to die 
Well, I don't mind dying 
But I hate to leave my children crying 
Well, I look over yonder to that burying ground 
Look over yonder to that burying ground 
Sure seems lonesome, Lord, when the sun goes down 
 
Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord, 
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die 
Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord 
I believe I'm fixing to die 
Well, I don't mind dying but 
I hate to leave my children crying 
There's a black smoke rising, Lord 
It's rising up above my head, up above my head 
It's rising up above my head, up above my head 
And tell Jesus make up my dying bed. 
 
I'm walking kind of funny, Lord 
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die 
Yes I'm walking kind of funny, Lord 
I believe I'm fixing to die 
Fixing to die, fixing to die 
Well, I don't mind dying 
But I hate to leave my children crying. 


 

BOB DYLAN
FLOATER (TOO MUCH TO ASK)

 Down over the window 
Comes the dazzling sunlit rays 
Through the back alleys through the blinds 
Another one of them endless days 
 
Honeybees are buzzin' 
Leaves begin to stir 
I'm in love with my second cousin 
I tell myself I could be happy forever with her 
 
I keep listenin' for footsteps 
But I ain't hearing any 
From the boat I fish for bullheads 
I catch a lot, sometimes too many 
 
A summer breeze is blowing 
A squall is settin' in 
Sometimes it's just plain stupid 
To get into any kind of wind 
 
The old men 'round here, sometimes they get 
On bad terms with the younger men 
But old, young, age don't carry weight 
It doesn't matter in the end 
 
One of the boss' hangers on 
Comes to call at times you least expect 
Try to bully ya strong arm you inspire you with fear 
It has the opposite effect 
 
There's a new grove of trees on the outskirts of town 
The old one is long gone 
Timber two foot six across 
Burns with the bark still on 
 
They say times are hard, if you don't believe it 
You can just follow your nose 
It don't bother me times are hard everywhere 
We'll just have to see how it goes 
 
My old man, he's like some feudal lord 
Got more lives than a cat 
Never seen him quarrel with my mother even once 
Things come alive or they fall flat 
 
You can smell the pine wood burnin' 
You can hear the school bell ring 
Gotta get up near the teacher if you can 
If you wanna learn anything 
 
Romeo, he said to Juliet, You got a poor complexion. 
It doesn't give your appearance a very youthful touch! 
Juliet said back to Romeo, Why don't you just shove off 
If it bothers you so much. 
 
They all got out of here any way they could 
The cold rain can give you the shivers 
They went down the Ohio, the Cumberland, the Tennessee 
All the rest of them rebel rivers 
 
If you ever try to interfere with me or cross my path again 
You do so at the peril of your own life 
I'm not quite as cool or forgiving as I sound 
I've seen enough heartaches and strife 
 
My grandfather was a duck trapper 
He could do it with just dragnets and ropes 
My grandmother could sew new dresses out of old cloth 
I don't know if they had any dreams or hopes 
 
I had 'em once though, I suppose, to go along 
With all the ring dancin' Christmas carols on all of the Christmas Eves 
I left all my dreams and hopes 
Buried under tobacco leaves 
 
It's not always easy kicking someone out 
Gotta wait a while it can be an unpleasant task 
Sometimes somebody wants you to give something up 
And tears or not, it's too much to ask 


 

BOB DYLAN
FOOT OF PRIDE

 Like the lion tears the flesh off of a man 
So can a woman who passes herself off as a male 
They sang Danny Boy at his funeral and the Lord's Prayer 
Preacher talking 'bout Christ betrayed 
It's like the earth just opened and swallowed him up 
He reached too high, was thrown back to the ground 
You know what they say about bein' nice to the right people on the way up 
Sooner or later you gonna meet them comin' down 
 
Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down 
Ain't no goin' back 
 
Hear ya got a brother named James, don't forget faces or names 
Sunken cheeks and his blood is mixed 
He looked straight into the sun and said revenge is mine 
But he drinks, and drinks can be fixed 
Sing me one more song, about ya love me to the moon and the stranger 
And your fall by the sword love affair with Erroll Flynn 
in these times of compassion when conformity's in fashion 
Say one more stupid thing to me before the final nail is driven in. 
 
Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down 
Ain't no goin' back 
 
There's a retired businessman named Red, cast down from heaven and he's out of his head 
He feeds off of everyone that he can touch 
He said he only deals in cash or sells tickets to a plane crash 
He's not somebody that you play around with much 
Miss Delilah is his, a Philistine is what she is 
She'll do wondrous works with your fate 
Feed you coconut bread, spice buns in your bed 
If you don't mind sleepin' with your head face down in a grave. 
 
Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down 
Ain't no goin' back 
 
Well they'll choose a man for you to meet tonight 
You'll play the fool and learn how to walk through doors 
How to enter into the gates of paradise 
No, how to carry a burden too heavy to be yours 
Yeah, from the stage they'll be tryin' to get water outta rocks 
A whore will pass the hat, collect a hundred grand and say thanks 
They like to take all this money from sin, build big universities to study in 
Sing Amazing Grace all the way to the Swiss banks 
 
Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down 
Ain't no goin' back 
 
They got some beautiful people out there, man 
They can be a terror to your mind and show you how to hold your tongue 
They got mystery written all over their forehead 
They kill babies in the crib and say only the good die young 
They don't believe in mercy 
Judgment on them is something that you'll never see 
They can exalt you up or bring you down main route 
Turn you into anything that they want you to be 
 
Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down 
Ain't no goin' back 
 
Yes, I guess I loved him too 
I can still see him in my mind climbin' that hill 
Did he make it to the top, well he probably did and dropped 
Struck down by the strength of the will 
Ain't nothin' left here partner, just the dust of a plague that has left this whole town afraid 
From now on, this'll be where you're from 
Let the dead bury the dead. Your time will come 
Let hot iron blow as he raised the shade 
 
Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down 
Ain't no goin' back 


 

BOB DYLAN
FOOT OF PRIDE

 Like the lion tears the flesh off of a man 
So can a woman who passes herself off as a male 
They sang Danny Boy at his funeral and the Lord's Prayer 
Preacher talking 'bout Christ betrayed 
It's like the earth just opened and swallowed him up 
He reached too high, was thrown back to the ground 
You know what they say about bein' nice to the right people on the way up 
Sooner or later you gonna meet them comin' down 
 
Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down 
Ain't no goin' back 
 
Hear ya got a brother named James, don't forget faces or names 
Sunken cheeks and his blood is mixed 
He looked straight into the sun and said revenge is mine 
But he drinks, and drinks can be fixed 
Sing me one more song, about ya love me to the moon and the stranger 
And your fall by the sword love affair with Erroll Flynn 
in these times of compassion when conformity's in fashion 
Say one more stupid thing to me before the final nail is driven in. 
 
Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down 
Ain't no goin' back 
 
There's a retired businessman named Red, cast down from heaven and he's out of his head 
He feeds off of everyone that he can touch 
He said he only deals in cash or sells tickets to a plane crash 
He's not somebody that you play around with much 
Miss Delilah is his, a Philistine is what she is 
She'll do wondrous works with your fate 
Feed you coconut bread, spice buns in your bed 
If you don't mind sleepin' with your head face down in a grave. 
 
Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down 
Ain't no goin' back 
 
Well they'll choose a man for you to meet tonight 
You'll play the fool and learn how to walk through doors 
How to enter into the gates of paradise 
No, how to carry a burden too heavy to be yours 
Yeah, from the stage they'll be tryin' to get water outta rocks 
A whore will pass the hat, collect a hundred grand and say thanks 
They like to take all this money from sin, build big universities to study in 
Sing Amazing Grace all the way to the Swiss banks 
 
Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down 
Ain't no goin' back 
 
They got some beautiful people out there, man 
They can be a terror to your mind and show you how to hold your tongue 
They got mystery written all over their forehead 
They kill babies in the crib and say only the good die young 
They don't believe in mercy 
Judgment on them is something that you'll never see 
They can exalt you up or bring you down main route 
Turn you into anything that they want you to be 
 
Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down 
Ain't no goin' back 
 
Yes, I guess I loved him too 
I can still see him in my mind climbin' that hill 
Did he make it to the top, well he probably did and dropped 
Struck down by the strength of the will 
Ain't nothin' left here partner, just the dust of a plague that has left this whole town afraid 
From now on, this'll be where you're from 
Let the dead bury the dead. Your time will come 
Let hot iron blow as he raised the shade 
 
Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down 
Ain't no goin' back 


 

BOB DYLAN
FOREVER YOUNG

 May God bless and keep you always, 
May your wishes all come true, 
May you always do for others 
And let others do for you. 
May you build a ladder to the stars 
And climb on every rung, 
May you stay forever young, 
Forever young, forever young, 
May you stay forever young. 
 
May you grow up to be righteous, 
May you grow up to be true, 
May you always know the truth 
And see the lights surrounding you. 
May you always be courageous, 
Stand upright and be strong, 
May you stay forever young, 
Forever young, forever young, 
May you stay forever young. 
 
May your hands always be busy, 
May your feet always be swift, 
May you have a strong foundation 
When the winds of changes shift. 
May your heart always be joyful, 
May your song always be sung, 
May you stay forever young, 
Forever young, forever young, 
May you stay forever young. 


 

BOB DYLAN
FOREVER YOUNG

 May God bless and keep you always, 
May your wishes all come true, 
May you always do for others 
And let others do for you. 
May you build a ladder to the stars 
And climb on every rung, 
May you stay forever young, 
Forever young, forever young, 
May you stay forever young. 
 
May you grow up to be righteous, 
May you grow up to be true, 
May you always know the truth 
And see the lights surrounding you. 
May you always be courageous, 
Stand upright and be strong, 
May you stay forever young, 
Forever young, forever young, 
May you stay forever young. 
 
May your hands always be busy, 
May your feet always be swift, 
May you have a strong foundation 
When the winds of changes shift. 
May your heart always be joyful, 
May your song always be sung, 
May you stay forever young, 
Forever young, forever young, 
May you stay forever young. 


 

BOB DYLAN
FOREVER YOUNG

 May God bless and keep you always, 
May your wishes all come true, 
May you always do for others 
And let others do for you. 
May you build a ladder to the stars 
And climb on every rung, 
May you stay forever young, 
Forever young, forever young, 
May you stay forever young. 
 
May you grow up to be righteous, 
May you grow up to be true, 
May you always know the truth 
And see the lights surrounding you. 
May you always be courageous, 
Stand upright and be strong, 
May you stay forever young, 
Forever young, forever young, 
May you stay forever young. 
 
May your hands always be busy, 
May your feet always be swift, 
May you have a strong foundation 
When the winds of changes shift. 
May your heart always be joyful, 
May your song always be sung, 
May you stay forever young, 
Forever young, forever young, 
May you stay forever young. 


 

BOB DYLAN
FOREVER YOUNG

 May God bless and keep you always, 
May your wishes all come true, 
May you always do for others 
And let others do for you. 
May you build a ladder to the stars 
And climb on every rung, 
May you stay forever young, 
Forever young, forever young, 
May you stay forever young. 
 
May you grow up to be righteous, 
May you grow up to be true, 
May you always know the truth 
And see the lights surrounding you. 
May you always be courageous, 
Stand upright and be strong, 
May you stay forever young, 
Forever young, forever young, 
May you stay forever young. 
 
May your hands always be busy, 
May your feet always be swift, 
May you have a strong foundation 
When the winds of changes shift. 
May your heart always be joyful, 
May your song always be sung, 
May you stay forever young, 
Forever young, forever young, 
May you stay forever young. 


 

BOB DYLAN
FOREVER YOUNG

 May God bless and keep you always, 
May your wishes all come true, 
May you always do for others 
And let others do for you. 
May you build a ladder to the stars 
And climb on every rung, 
May you stay forever young, 
Forever young, forever young, 
May you stay forever young. 
 
May you grow up to be righteous, 
May you grow up to be true, 
May you always know the truth 
And see the lights surrounding you. 
May you always be courageous, 
Stand upright and be strong, 
May you stay forever young, 
Forever young, forever young, 
May you stay forever young. 
 
May your hands always be busy, 
May your feet always be swift, 
May you have a strong foundation 
When the winds of changes shift. 
May your heart always be joyful, 
May your song always be sung, 
May you stay forever young, 
Forever young, forever young, 
May you stay forever young. 


 

BOB DYLAN
FRANKIE & ALBERT

 1. Frankie was a good girl. 
Everybody knows. 
For Albert's new suite of clothes. 
He was her man but he done her wrong. 
 
2. Albert said, I'm leaving you. 
Won't be gone for long. 
Don't wait for me. 
A worry about me when I'm gone. 
He was her man but he done her wrong. 
 
3. Frankie went down to the corner saloon. 
Get a bucket of beer. 
Said to the bartender. 
 Has my lovin' man been here? 
He was her man but he done her wrong. 
 
Instrumental 
 
4. Well, I ain't gonna tell you no stories. 
I ain't gonna tell you no lies. 
I saw Albert an hour ago. 
With a gal named Alice Bly. 
He was her man but he done her wrong. 
 
5. Frankie went down to 12th Street. 
Lookin' up through the window high. 
She saw her Albert there. 
Lovein' up Alice Bly. 
He was her man but he done her wrong. 
 
Instrumental 
 
6. Frankie pulled out a pistol. 
Pulled out a forty four. 
Gun went off a rootie toot toot 
And Albert fell on the floor. 
He was her man but he done her wrong. 
 
7. Frankie got down upon her knees. 
Took Albert into her lap. 
Started to hug and kiss him. 
But there was no bringin' him back. 
He was her man but he done her wrong. 
 
Instrumental 
 
8. Gimme a thousand policemen. 
Throw me into a cell. 
I shot my Albert dead. 
And now I'm goin' to hell. 
He was her man but he done me wrong. 
 
9. Judge said to the jury. 
 Plain as a thing can be. 
A woman shot her lover down. 
Murder in the second degree. 
He was her man but he done her wrong. 
 
Instrumental 
 
10. Frankie went to the scaffold. 
Calm as a girl could be. 
Turned her eyes up towards the heavens. 
Said, Nearer, my God, to Thee. 
He was her man but he done her wrong. 


 

BOB DYLAN
FREIGHT TRAIN BLUES

 I was born in Dixie in a boomer shed 
Just a little shanty by the railroad track 
Freight train was it taught me how to cry 
The holler of the driver was my lullaby 
I got the freight train blues 
Oh Lord mama, I got them in the bottom of my rambling shoes 
And when the whistle blows I gotta go baby, don't you know 
Well, it looks like I'm never gonna lose the freight train blues. 
 
Well, my daddy was a fireman and my mama ha 
She was the only daugther of an enginer 
My sweetheart was a brakeman and it ain't no joke 
Seems a waste to get a good man broke 
I got the freight train blues 
Oh Lord mama, I got them in the bottom of my rambling shoes 
And when the whistle blows I gotta go mama, don't you know 
Well, it looks like I'm never gonna lose the freight train blues. 
 
Well, the only thing that makes me laugh again 
Is a southbound whistle on a southbound train 
Every place I wanna go I never can go 
Because you know I got the freight train blues 
Oh Lord mama, I got them in the bottom of my rambling shoes. 


 

BOB DYLAN
FROGGIE WENT A COURTIN'

 1. Frog went a courtin', and he did ride, Uh huh, 
Frog went a courtin', and he did ride, Uh huh, 
Frog went a courtin', and he did ride. 
With a sword and a pistol by his side, Uh huh. 
 
2. Well he rode up to Miss Mousey's door, Uh huh, 
Well he rode up to Miss Mousey's door, Uh huh, 
Well he rode up to Miss Mousey's door. 
Gave three loud raps and a very big roar, Uh huh. 
 
3. Said, Miss Mouse, are you within? Uh huh, 
Said he, Miss Mouse, are you within? Uh huh, 
Said, Miss Mouse, are you within? 
 Yes, kind sir, I sit and spin, Uh huh. 
 
4. He took Miss Mousey on his knee, Uh huh, 
Took Miss Mousey on his knee, Uh huh, 
Took Miss Mousey on his knee. 
Said, Miss Mousey, will you marry me? Uh huh. 
 
5. Without my uncle Rat's consent, Uh huh 
 Without my uncle Rat's consent, Uh huh 
 Without my uncle Rat's consent. 
I wouldn't marry the president, Uh huh 
 
6. Uncle Rat laughed and he shook his fat sides, Uh huh, 
Uncle Rat laughed and he shook his fat sides, Uh huh, 
Uncle Rat laughed and he shook his fat sides,. 
To think his niece would be a bride, Uh huh. 
 
7. Uncle Rat went runnin' downtown, Uh huh, 
Uncle Rat went runnin' downtown, Uh huh, 
Uncle Rat went runnin' downtown. 
To buy his niece a wedding gown, Uh huh 
 
8. Where shall the wedding supper be? Uh huh, 
Where shall the wedding supper be? Uh huh, 
Where shall the wedding supper be? 
Way down yonder in a hollow tree, Uh huh 
 
9. What should the wedding supper be? Uh huh, 
What should the wedding supper be? Uh huh, 
What should the wedding supper be? 
Fried mosquito in a black eye pea, Uh huh. 
 
10. Well, first to come in was a flyin' moth, Uh huh, 
First to come in was a flyin' moth, Uh huh, 
First to come in was a flyin' moth. 
She laid out the table cloth, Uh huh. 
 
11. Next to come in was a juney bug, Uh huh, 
Next to come in was a juney bug, Uh huh, 
Next to come in was a juney bug. 
She brought the water jug, Uh huh. 
 
12. Next to come in was a bumbley bee, Uh huh 
Next to come in was a bumbley bee, Uh huh 
Next to come in was a bumbley bee. 
Sat mosquito on his knee, Uh huh. 
 
13. Next to come in was a broken black flea, Uh huh, 
Next to come in was a broken black flea, Uh huh, 
Next to come in was a broken black flea. 
Danced a jig with the bumbley bee, Uh huh. 
 
14. Next to come in was Mrs. Cow, Uh huh, 
Next to come in was Mrs. Cow, Uh huh, 
Next to come in was Mrs. Cow. 
She tried to dance but she didn't know how, Uh huh. 
 
15. Next to come in was a little black tick, Uh huh, 
Next to come in was a little black tick, Uh huh, 
Next to come in was a little black tick. 
She ate so much she made us sick, Uh huh. 
 
16. Next to come in was a big black snake, Uh huh, 
Next to come in was a big black snake, Uh huh, 
Next to come in was a big black snake. 
Ate up all of the wedding cake, Uh huh. 
 
17. Next to come was the old gray cat, Uh huh, 
Next to come was the old gray cat, Uh huh, 
Next to come was the old gray cat. 
Swallowed the mouse and ate up the rat, Uh huh. 
 
18. Mr. Frog went a hoppin' up over the brook, Uh huh, 
Mr. Frog went a hoppin' up over the brook, Uh huh, 
Mr. Frog went a hoppin' up over the brook. 
A lily white duck come and swallowed him up, Uh huh. 
 
19. A little piece of cornbread layin' on a shelf, Uh huh, 
A little piece of cornbread layin' on a shelf, Uh huh, 
A little piece of cornbread layin' on a shelf. 
If you want anymore, you can sing it yourself, Uh huh. 


 

BOB DYLAN
FROM A BUICK 6

 I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kid 
But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid 
She's a junkyard angel and she always gives me bread 
Well, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. 
 
Well, when the pipeline gets broken and I'm lost on the river bridge 
I'm cracked up on the highway and on the water's edge 
She comes down the thruway ready to sew me up with thread 
Well, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. 
 
Well, she don't make me nervous, she don't talk too much 
She walks like Bo Diddley and she don't need no crutch 
She keeps this four ten all loaded with lead 
Well, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. 
 
Well, you know I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead 
I need a dump truck mama to unload my head 
She brings me everything and more, and just like I said 
Well, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GATES OF EDEN

 Of war and peace the truth just twists 
Its curfew gull just glides 
Upon four legged forest clouds 
The cowboy angel rides 
With his candle lit into the sun 
Though its glow is waxed in black 
All except when 'neath the trees of Eden 
 
The lamppost stands with folded arms 
Its iron claws attached 
To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail 
Though it shadows metal badge 
All and all can only fall 
With a crashing but meaningless blow 
No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden 
 
The savage soldier sticks his head in sand 
And then complains 
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf 
But still remains 
Upon the beach where hound dogs bay 
At ships with tattooed sails 
Heading for the Gates of Eden 
 
With a time rusted compass blade 
Aladdin and his lamp 
Sits with Utopian hermit monks 
Side saddle on the Golden Calf 
And on their promises of paradise 
You will not hear a laugh 
All except inside the Gates of Eden 
 
Relationships of ownership 
They whisper in the wings 
To those condemned to act accordingly 
And wait for succeeding kings 
And I try to harmonize with songs 
The lonesome sparrow sings 
There are no kings inside the Gates of Eden 
 
The motorcycle black madonna 
Two wheeled gypsy queen 
And her silver studded phantom cause 
The gray flannel dwarf to scream 
As he weeps to wicked birds of prey 
Who pick up on his bread crumb sins 
And there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden 
 
The kingdoms of Experience 
In the precious wind they rot 
While paupers change possessions 
Each one wishing for what the other has got 
And the princess and the prince 
Discuss what's real and what is not 
It doesn't matter inside the Gates of Eden 
 
The foreign sun, it squints upon 
A bed that is never mine 
As friends and other strangers 
From their fates try to resign 
Leaving men wholly, totally free 
To do anything they wish to do but die 
And there are no trials inside the Gates of Eden 
 
At dawn my lover comes to me 
And tells me of her dreams 
With no attempts to shovel the glimpse 
Into the ditch of what each one means 
At times I think there are no words 
But these to tell what's true 
And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden 


 

BOB DYLAN
GIRL OF THE NORTH COUNTRY

 Well, if you're travelin' in the north country fair, 
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, 
Remember me to one who lives there. 
She once was a true love of mine. 
 
Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm, 
When the rivers freeze and summer ends, 
Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm, 
To keep her from the howlin' winds. 
 
Please see for me if her hair hangs long, 
If it rolls and flows all down her breast. 
Please see for me if her hair hangs long, 
That's the way I remember her best. 
 
I'm a wonderin' if she remembers me at all. 
Many times I've often prayed 
In the darkness of my night, 
In the brightness of my day. 
 
So if you're travelin' in the north country fair, 
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, 
Remember me to one who lives there. 
She once was a true love of mine. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GIRL OF THE NORTH COUNTRY

 Well, if you're travelin' in the north country fair, 
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, 
Remember me to one who lives there. 
She once was a true love of mine. 
 
Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm, 
When the rivers freeze and summer ends, 
Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm, 
To keep her from the howlin' winds. 
 
Please see for me if her hair hangs long, 
If it rolls and flows all down her breast. 
Please see for me if her hair hangs long, 
That's the way I remember her best. 
 
I'm a wonderin' if she remembers me at all. 
Many times I've often prayed 
In the darkness of my night, 
In the brightness of my day. 
 
So if you're travelin' in the north country fair, 
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, 
Remember me to one who lives there. 
She once was a true love of mine

 

BOB DYLAN
GIRL OF THE NORTH COUNTRY

 Well, if you're travelin' in the north country fair, 
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, 
Remember me to one who lives there. 
She once was a true love of mine. 
 
Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm, 
When the rivers freeze and summer ends, 
Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm, 
To keep her from the howlin' winds. 
 
Please see for me if her hair hangs long, 
If it rolls and flows all down her breast. 
Please see for me if her hair hangs long, 
That's the way I remember her best. 
 
I'm a wonderin' if she remembers me at all. 
Many times I've often prayed 
In the darkness of my night, 
In the brightness of my day. 
 
So if you're travelin' in the north country fair, 
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, 
Remember me to one who lives there. 
She once was a true love of mine. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GIRL OF THE NORTH COUNTRY

 Well, if you're travelin' in the north country fair, 
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, 
Remember me to one who lives there. 
She once was a true love of mine. 
 
Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm, 
When the rivers freeze and summer ends, 
Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm, 
To keep her from the howlin' winds. 
 
Please see for me if her hair hangs long, 
If it rolls and flows all down her breast. 
Please see for me if her hair hangs long, 
That's the way I remember her best. 
 
I'm a wonderin' if she remembers me at all. 
Many times I've often prayed 
In the darkness of my night, 
In the brightness of my day. 
 
So if you're travelin' in the north country fair, 
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, 
Remember me to one who lives there. 
She once was a true love of mine. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GOD KNOWS

 God knows you ain't pretty, 
God knows it's true. 
God knows there ain't anybody 
Ever gonna take the place of you. 
 
God knows it's a struggle, 
God knows it's a crime, 
God knows there's gonna be no more water 
But fire next time. 
 
Bridge 1: 
God didn't call it treason, 
God didn't call it wrong, 
It was supposed to last a season 
But it's been so strong for so long. 
 
God knows it's fragile, 
God knows everything, 
God knows it could snap apart right now 
Just like putting scissors to a string. 
 
Bridge 2: 
God knows it's terrifying, 
God sees it all unfold, 
There's a million reasons for you to be crying 
You been so bold and so cold. 
 
God knows that when you see it, 
God knows you've got to weep, 
God knows the secrets of your heart, 
He'll tell them to you when you're asleep. 
 
God knows there's a river, 
God knows how to make it flow, 
God knows you ain't gonna be taking 
Nothing with you when you go. 
 
God knows there's a purpose, 
God knows there's a chance, 
God knows you can rise above the darkest hour 
Of any circumstance. 
 
God knows there's a heaven, 
God knows it's out of sight, 
God knows we can get all the way from here to there 
Even if we've got to walk a million miles by candlelight. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GOIN' TO ACAPULCO

 I'm going down to Rose Marie's 
She never does me wrong. 
She puts it to me plain as day 
And gives it to me for a song. 
 
It's a wicked life but what the hell 
The stars ain't falling down. 
I'm standing outside the Taj Mahal 
I don't see no one around. 
 
Goin' to Acapulco 
Goin' on the run. 
Goin' down to see fat gut 
Goin' to have some fun. 
Yeah 
Goin' to have some fun. 
 
Now, whenever I get up 
And I ain't got what I see 
I just make it down to Rose Marie's 
'Bout a quarter after three. 
 
There are worse ways of getting there 
And I ain't complainin' none. 
If the clouds don't drop and the train don't stop 
I'm bound to meet the sun. 
 
Goin' to Acapulco 
Goin' on the run. 
Goin' down to see some girl 
Goin' to have some fun. 
Yeah 
Goin' to have some fun. 
 
Now, if someone offers me a joke 
I just say no thanks. 
I try to tell it like it is 
And keep away from pranks. 
 
Well, sometime you know when the well breaks down 
I just go pump on it some. 
Rose Marie, she likes to go to big places 
And just set there waitin' for me to come. 
 
Goin' to Acapulco 
Goin' on the run. 
Goin' down to see some girl 
Goin' to have some fun. 
Yeah 
Goin' to have some fun. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GOING, GOING, GONE

 I've just reached a place 
Where the willow don't bend. 
There's not much more to be said 
It's the top of the end. 
I'm going, 
I'm going, 
I'm gone. 
 
I'm closin' the book 
On the pages and the text 
And I don't really care 
What happens next. 
I'm just going, 
I'm going, 
I'm gone. 
 
I been hangin' on threads, 
I been playin' it straight, 
Now, I've just got to cut loose 
Before it gets late. 
So I'm going, 
I'm going, 
I'm gone. 
 
Grandma said, Boy, go and follow your heart 
And you'll be fine at the end of the line. 
All that's gold isn't meant to shine. 
Don't you and your one true love ever part. 
 
I been walkin' the road, 
I been livin' on the edge, 
Now, I've just got to go 
Before I get to the ledge. 
So I'm going, 
I'm just going, 
I'm gone. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GOING, GOING, GONE

 I've just reached a place 
Where the willow don't bend. 
There's not much more to be said 
It's the top of the end. 
I'm going, 
I'm going, 
I'm gone. 
 
I'm closin' the book 
On the pages and the text 
And I don't really care 
What happens next. 
I'm just going, 
I'm going, 
I'm gone. 
 
I been hangin' on threads, 
I been playin' it straight, 
Now, I've just got to cut loose 
Before it gets late. 
So I'm going, 
I'm going, 
I'm gone. 
 
Grandma said, Boy, go and follow your heart 
And you'll be fine at the end of the line. 
All that's gold isn't meant to shine. 
Don't you and your one true love ever part. 
 
I been walkin' the road, 
I been livin' on the edge, 
Now, I've just got to go 
Before I get to the ledge. 
So I'm going, 
I'm just going, 
I'm gone. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GOLDEN LOOM

 Smoky autumn night, stars up in the sky, 
I see the sailin' boats across the bay go by. 
Eucalyptus trees hang above the street 
And then I turn my head, for you're approachin' me. 
Moonlight on the water, fisherman's daughter, floatin' in to my room 
With a golden loom. 
 
First we wash our feet near the immortal shrine 
And then our shadows meet and then we drink the wine. 
I see the hungry clouds up above your face 
And then the tears roll down, what a bitter taste. 
And then you drift away on a summer's day where the wildflowers bloom 
With your golden loom. 
 
I walk across the bridge in the dismal light 
Where all the cars are stripped between the gates of night. 
I see the trembling lion with the lotus flower tail 
And then I kiss your lips as I lift your veil. 
But you're gone and then all I seem to recall is the smell of perfume 
And your golden loom. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GONNA CHANGE MY WAY OF THINKING

 Gonna change my way of thinking, 
Make myself a different set of rules. 
Gonna change my way of thinking, 
Make myself a different set of rules. 
Gonna put my good foot forward, 
And stop being influenced by fools. 
 
So much oppression, 
Can't keep track of it no more. 
So much oppression, 
Can't keep track of it no more. 
Sons becoming husbands to their mothers, 
And old men turning young daughters into whores. 
 
Stripes on your shoulders, 
Stripes on your back and on your hands. 
Stripes on your shoulders, 
Stripes on your back and on your hands. 
Swords piercing your side, 
Blood and water flowing through the land. 
 
Well don't know which one is worse, 
Doing your own thing or just being cool. 
Well don't know which one is worse, 
Doing your own thing or just being cool. 
You remember only about the brass ring, 
You forget all about the golden rule. 
 
You can mislead a man, 
You can take ahold of his heart with your eyes. 
You can mislead a man, 
You can take ahold of his heart with your eyes. 
But there's only one authority, 
And that's the authority on high. 
 
I got a God fearing woman, 
One I can easily afford. 
I got a God fearing woman, 
One I can easily afford. 
She can do the Georgia crawl, 
She can walk in the spirit of the Lord. 
 
Jesus said, Be ready, 
For you know not the hour in which I come. 
Jesus said, Be ready, 
For you know not the hour in which I come. 
He said, He who is not for Me is against Me, 
Just so you know where He's coming from. 
 
There's a kingdom called Heaven, 
A place where there is no pain of birth. 
There's a kingdom called Heaven, 
A place where there is no pain of birth. 
Well the Lord created it, mister, 
About the same time He made the earth. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GOSPEL PLOW

 Mary wore three links of chain 
Every link was Jesus name 
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on 
Oh Lord, Oh Lord, keep your hand on that plow, hold on. 
 
Mary, Mark, Luke and John 
All these prophets so good and gone 
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on 
Oh Lord, Oh Lord, keep your hand on that plow, hold on.v 
Well, I never been to heaven 
But I've been told streets up there 
Are lined with gold 
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on 
Oh Lord, Oh Lord, keep your hand on that plow, hold on. 
Oh Lord, Oh Lord, keep your hand on that plow, hold on. 
Oh Lord, Oh Lord, keep your hand on that plow, hold on. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GOT MY MIND MADE UP

 Don't ever try to change me, 
I been in this thing too long. 
There's nothin' you can say or do 
To make me think I'm wrong. 
 
Well, I'm goin' off to Libya, 
There's a guy I gotta see. 
He's been living there three years now, 
In an oil refinery. 
I've got my mind made up. 
Oh, I 've got my mind made up. 
 
Call your Ma in Tallahassee 
Tell her her baby's on the line. 
Tell her not to worry 
Everything is gonna be fine. 
 
Well, I gave you all my money 
All my connections, too. 
There ain't nothin' in this world, girl 
You can say I didn't give to you. 
I've got my mind made up. 
I've got my mind made up. 
 
You will be alright, girl, 
Someone's watchin' over you. 
He won't do nothin' to you 
Baby that I wouldn't do. 
 
Well, if you don't want to see me, 
Look the other way. 
You don't have to feed me, 
I ain't your dog that's gone astray. 
I got my mind made up 
I got my mind made up 
I got my mind made up 
I got my mind made up 
I got my mind made up 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
GOTTA SERVE SOMEBODY

 You may be an ambassador to England or France, 
You may like to gamble, you might like to dance, 
You may be the heavyweight champion of the world, 
You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You might be a rock 'n' roll addict prancing on the stage, 
You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage, 
You may be a business man or some high degree thief, 
They may call you Doctor or they may call you Chief 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk, 
You may be the head of some big TV network, 
You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame, 
You may be living in another country under another name 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may be a construction worker working on a home, 
You may be living in a mansion or you might live in a dome, 
You might own guns and you might even own tanks, 
You might be somebody's landlord, you might even own banks 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride, 
You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side, 
You may be workin' in a barbershop, you may know how to cut hair, 
You may be somebody's mistress, may be somebody's heir 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear silk, 
Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk, 
You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread, 
You may be sleeping on the floor, sleeping in a king sized bed 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may call me Terry, you may call me Timmy, 
You may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy, 
You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray, 
You may call me anything but no matter what you say 
 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody. 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GOTTA SERVE SOMEBODY

 You may be an ambassador to England or France, 
You may like to gamble, you might like to dance, 
You may be the heavyweight champion of the world, 
You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You might be a rock 'n' roll addict prancing on the stage, 
You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage, 
You may be a business man or some high degree thief, 
They may call you Doctor or they may call you Chief 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk, 
You may be the head of some big TV network, 
You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame, 
You may be living in another country under another name 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may be a construction worker working on a home, 
You may be living in a mansion or you might live in a dome, 
You might own guns and you might even own tanks, 
You might be somebody's landlord, you might even own banks 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride, 
You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side, 
You may be workin' in a barbershop, you may know how to cut hair, 
You may be somebody's mistress, may be somebody's heir 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear silk, 
Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk, 
You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread, 
You may be sleeping on the floor, sleeping in a king sized bed 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may call me Terry, you may call me Timmy, 
You may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy, 
You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray, 
You may call me anything but no matter what you say 
 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody. 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GOTTA SERVE SOMEBODY

 You may be an ambassador to England or France, 
You may like to gamble, you might like to dance, 
You may be the heavyweight champion of the world, 
You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You might be a rock 'n' roll addict prancing on the stage, 
You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage, 
You may be a business man or some high degree thief, 
They may call you Doctor or they may call you Chief 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk, 
You may be the head of some big TV network, 
You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame, 
You may be living in another country under another name 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may be a construction worker working on a home, 
You may be living in a mansion or you might live in a dome, 
You might own guns and you might even own tanks, 
You might be somebody's landlord, you might even own banks 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride, 
You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side, 
You may be workin' in a barbershop, you may know how to cut hair, 
You may be somebody's mistress, may be somebody's heir 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear silk, 
Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk, 
You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread, 
You may be sleeping on the floor, sleeping in a king sized bed 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may call me Terry, you may call me Timmy, 
You may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy, 
You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray, 
You may call me anything but no matter what you say 
 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody. 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GOTTA SERVE SOMEBODY

 You may be an ambassador to England or France, 
You may like to gamble, you might like to dance, 
You may be the heavyweight champion of the world, 
You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You might be a rock 'n' roll addict prancing on the stage, 
You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage, 
You may be a business man or some high degree thief, 
They may call you Doctor or they may call you Chief 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk, 
You may be the head of some big TV network, 
You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame, 
You may be living in another country under another name 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may be a construction worker working on a home, 
You may be living in a mansion or you might live in a dome, 
You might own guns and you might even own tanks, 
You might be somebody's landlord, you might even own banks 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride, 
You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side, 
You may be workin' in a barbershop, you may know how to cut hair, 
You may be somebody's mistress, may be somebody's heir 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear silk, 
Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk, 
You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread, 
You may be sleeping on the floor, sleeping in a king sized bed 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may call me Terry, you may call me Timmy, 
You may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy, 
You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray, 
You may call me anything but no matter what you say 
 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody. 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GOTTA SERVE SOMEBODY

 You may be an ambassador to England or France, 
You may like to gamble, you might like to dance, 
You may be the heavyweight champion of the world, 
You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You might be a rock 'n' roll addict prancing on the stage, 
You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage, 
You may be a business man or some high degree thief, 
They may call you Doctor or they may call you Chief 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk, 
You may be the head of some big TV network, 
You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame, 
You may be living in another country under another name 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may be a construction worker working on a home, 
You may be living in a mansion or you might live in a dome, 
You might own guns and you might even own tanks, 
You might be somebody's landlord, you might even own banks 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride, 
You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side, 
You may be workin' in a barbershop, you may know how to cut hair, 
You may be somebody's mistress, may be somebody's heir 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear silk, 
Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk, 
You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread, 
You may be sleeping on the floor, sleeping in a king sized bed 
 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 
 
You may call me Terry, you may call me Timmy, 
You may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy, 
You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray, 
You may call me anything but no matter what you say 
 
You're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed 
You're gonna have to serve somebody. 
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord 
But you're gonna have to serve somebody. 


 

BOB DYLAN
GOTTA TRAVEL ON

 Done laid around, done stayed around 
This old town too long 
Summer's almost gone, winter's coming on 
Done laid around, done stayed around 
This old town too long 
And it seems like I've got to travel on 
And it seems like I've got to travel on. 
 
Papa writes to Johnny, Johnny, can't you come home ? 
Johnny, can't you come home ? Johnny, can't you come home ? 
Papa writes to Johnny, Johnny, can't you come home ? 
Johnny's been out on the road too long 
Done laid around, done stayed around 
This old town too long 
And it seems like I've got to travel on 
And it seems like I've got to travel on. 
 
That silly wind will soon begin and I'll be on my way 
Going home to stay, going home to stay 
That silly wind will soon begin and I'll be on my way 
And I feel like I just want to travel on 
Done laid around, done stayed around 
This old town too long 
And it seems like I've got to travel on 
And it seems like I've got to travel on. 
 
There's a lonesome freight at 6.08 coming through the town 
I'll be homward bound, I'll be homeward bound 
There's a lonesome freight at 6.08 coming through the town 
And I feel like I just want to travel on 
Done laid around, done stayed around 
This old town too long 
And it seems like I've got to travel on 
And it seems like I've got to travel on. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HAD A DREAM ABOUT YOU, BABY

 I got to see you baby, I don't care 
It may be someplace, baby, you say where. 
 
I had a dream about you, baby 
Had a dream about you, baby 
Late last night you come a rollin' across my mind 
 
You got the crazy rhythm when you walk 
You make me nervous when you start to talk 
 
I had a dream about you, baby 
Had a dream about you, baby 
Late last night you come a rollin' across my mind 
 
Standin' on the highway, you flag me down 
Said, take me daddy, to the nearest town 
 
I had a dream about you, baby 
Had a dream about you, baby 
Late last night you come a rollin' across my mind 
 
The joint is jumpin' 
It's really somethin' 
The beat is pumpin' 
My heart is thumpin' 
Spent my money on you honey 
My limbs are shakin' 
My heart is breakin' 
 
You kiss me, baby, in the coffee shop 
You make me nervous, you gotta stop 
 
I had a dream about you, baby 
Had a dream about you, baby 
Late last night you come a rollin' across my mind 
 
You got a rag wrapped around your head 
Wearing a long dress fire engine red 
 
I had a dream about you, baby 
Had a dream about you, baby 
Late last night you come a rollin' across my mind 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
HANDY DANDY

 Handy dandy, controversy surrounds him 
He been around the world and back again 
Something in the moonlight still hounds him 
Handy dandy, just like sugar and candy 
 
Handy dandy, if every bone in his body was broken he would never admit it 
He got an all girl orchestra and when he says 
 Strike up the band , they hit it 
Handy dandy, handy dandy 
 
Bridge 1: 
You say, What are ya made of? 
He says, Can you repeat what you said? 
You'll say, What are you afraid of? 
He'll say, Nothin' neither 'live nor dead. 
 
Handy dandy, he got a stick in his hand and a pocket full of money 
He says, Darling, tell me the truth, how much time I got? 
She says, You got all the time in the world, honey. 
Handy dandy, Handy dandy 
 
Bridge 2: 
He's got that clear crystal fountain 
He's got that soft silky skin 
He's got that fortress on the mountain 
With no doors, no windows, no thieves can break in 
 
Handy dandy, sitting with a girl named Nancy in a garden feelin' kind of lazy 
He says, Ya want a gun? I'll give you one. She says, Boy, you talking crazy. 
Handy dandy, just like sugar and candy 
Handy dandy, pour him another brandy 
 
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow 
He finishes his drink, he gets up from the table he says, 
 Okay, boys, I'll see you tomorrow. 
Handy dandy, handy dandy, just like sugar and candy 
Handy dandy, just like sugar and candy 


 

BOB DYLAN
HARD TIMES

 1. Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears 
While we all sup sorrow with the poor. 
There's a song that will linger forever in our ears, 
Oh, hard times, come again no more. 
'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary. 
Hard times, hard times, come again no more. 
Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door. 
Oh, hard times, come again no more. 
 
2. While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay. 
There are frail forms fainting at the door. 
Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say. 
Oh, hard times, come again no more. 
'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary. 
Hard times, hard times, come again no more. 
Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door. 
Oh, hard times, come again no more. 
 
3. There's pale drooping maiden who foils her life away 
With a worn out heart, whose better days are o'er. 
Though her voice it would be merry, 'tis sighing all the day, 
Oh, hard times, come again no more. 
'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary. 
Hard times, hard times, come again no more. 
Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door. 
Oh, hard times, come again no more. 
 
'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary. 
Hard times, hard times, come again no more. 
Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door. 
Oh, hard times, come again no more. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HARD TIMES IN NEW YORK TOWN

 Come you ladies and you gentlemen, a listen to my song. 
Sing it to you right, but you might think it's wrong. 
Just a little glimpse of a story I'll tell 
 Bout an East Coast city that you all know well. 
It's hard times in the city, 
Livin' down in New York town. 
 
Old New York City is a friendly old town, 
From Washington Heights to Harlem on down. 
There's a mighty many people all millin' all around, 
They'll kick you when you're up and knock you when you're down. 
It's hard times in the city, 
Livin' down in New York town. 
 
It's a mighty long ways from the Golden Gate 
To Rockefeller Plaza n' the Empire State. 
Mister Rockefeller sets up as high as a bird, 
Old Mister Empire never says a word. 
It's hard times from the country, 
Livin' down in New York town. 
 
Well, it's up in the mornin' tryin' to find a job of work. 
Stand in one place till your feet begin to hurt. 
If you got a lot o' money you can make yourself merry, 
If you only got a nickel, it's the Staten Island Ferry. 
And it's hard times in the city, 
Livin' down in New York town. 
 
Mister Hudson come a sailin' down the stream 
And old Mister Minuet paid for his dream. 
Bought your city on a one way track, 
'F I had my way I'd sell it right back. 
And it's hard times in the city, 
Livin' down in New York town. 
 
I'll take all the smog in Cal i for ne ay, 
'N' every bit of dust in the Oklahoma plains, 
'N' the dirt in the caves of the Rocky Mountain mines. 
It's all much cleaner than the New York kind. 
And it's hard times in the city, 
Livin' down in New York town. 
 
So all you newsy people, spread the news around, 
You c'n listen to m' story, listen to m' song. 
You c'n step on my name, you c'n try 'n' get me beat, 
When I leave New York, I'll be standin' on my feet. 
And it's hard times in the city, 
Livin' down in New York town. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HAZEL

 Hazel, dirty blonde hair 
I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere. 
You got something I want plenty of 
Ooh, a little touch of your love. 
 
Hazel, stardust in your eye 
You're goin' somewhere and so am I. 
I'd give you the sky high above 
Ooh, for a little touch of your love. 
 
Oh no, I don't need any reminder 
To know how much I really care 
But it's just making me blinder and blinder 
Because I'm up on a hill and still you're not there. 
 
Hazel, you called and I came, 
Now don't make me play this waiting game. 
You've got something I want plenty of 
Ooh, a little touch of your love. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HE WAS A FRIEND OF MINE

 He was a friend of mine 
He was a friend of mine 
Every time I think about him now 
Lord I just can't keep from cryin' 
'Cause he was a friend of mine 
 
He died on the road 
He died on the road 
He never had enough money 
To pay his room or board 
And he was a friend of mine 
 
I stole away and cried 
I stole away and cried 
'Cause I never had too much money 
And I never been quite satisfied 
And he was a friend of mine 
 
He never done no wrong 
He never done no wrong 
A thousand miles from home 
And he never harmed no one 
And he was a friend of mine 
 
He was a friend of mine 
He was a friend of mine 
Every time I hear his name 
Lord I just can't keep from cryin' 
'Cause he was a friend of mine. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HEART OF MINE

 Heart of mine be still, 
You can play with fire but you'll get the bill. 
Don't let her know 
Don't let her know that you love her. 
Don't be a fool, don't be blind 
Heart of mine. 
 
Heart of mine go back home, 
You got no reason to wander, you got no reason to roam. 
Don't let her see 
Don't let her see that you need her. 
Don't put yourself over the line 
Heart of mine. 
 
Heart of mine go back where you been, 
It'll only be trouble for you if you let her in. 
Don't let her hear 
Don't let her hear you want her. 
Don't let her know she's so fine 
Heart of mine. 
 
Heart of mine you know that she'll never be true, 
She'll only give to others the love that she's gotten from you. 
Don't let her know 
Don't let her know where you're going. 
Don't untie the ties that bind 
Heart of mine. 
 
Heart of mine so malicious and so full of guile, 
Give you an inch and you'll take a mile. 
Don't let yourself fall Don't let yourself stumble. 
If you can't do the time, don't do the crime 
Heart of mine. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HEART OF MINE

 Heart of mine be still, 
You can play with fire but you'll get the bill. 
Don't let her know 
Don't let her know that you love her. 
Don't be a fool, don't be blind 
Heart of mine. 
 
Heart of mine go back home, 
You got no reason to wander, you got no reason to roam. 
Don't let her see 
Don't let her see that you need her. 
Don't put yourself over the line 
Heart of mine. 
 
Heart of mine go back where you been, 
It'll only be trouble for you if you let her in. 
Don't let her hear 
Don't let her hear you want her. 
Don't let her know she's so fine 
Heart of mine. 
 
Heart of mine you know that she'll never be true, 
She'll only give to others the love that she's gotten from you. 
Don't let her know 
Don't let her know where you're going. 
Don't untie the ties that bind 
Heart of mine. 
 
Heart of mine so malicious and so full of guile, 
Give you an inch and you'll take a mile. 
Don't let yourself fall Don't let yourself stumble. 
If you can't do the time, don't do the crime 
Heart of mine. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HIGH WATER (FOR CHARLEY PATTON)

 High water risin' risin' night and day 
All the gold and silver are being stolen away 
Big Joe Turner lookin' East and West 
From the dark room of his mind 
He made it to Kansas City 
Twelfth Street and Vine 
Nothing standing there 
High water everywhere 
 
High water risin', the shacks are slidin' down 
Folks lose their possessions folks are leaving town 
Bertha Mason shook it broke it 
Then she hung it on a wall 
Says, You're dancin' with whom they tell you to 
Or you don't dance at all. 
It's tough out there 
High water everywhere 
 
I got a cravin' love for blazing speed 
Got a hopped up Mustang Ford 
Jump into the wagon, love, throw your panties overboard 
I can write you poems, make a strong man lose his mind 
I'm no pig without a wig 
I hope you treat me kind 
Things are breakin' up out there 
High water everywhere 
 
High water risin', six inches 'bove my head 
Coffins droppin' in the street 
Like balloons made out of lead 
Water pourin' into Vicksburg, don't know what I'm going to do 
 Don't reach out for me, she said 
 Can't you see I'm drownin' too? 
It's rough out there 
High water everywhere 
 
Well, George Lewis told the Englishman, the Italian and the Jew 
 You can't open your mind, boys 
To every conceivable point of view. 
They got Charles Darwin trapped out there on Highway Five 
Judge says to the High Sheriff, 
 I want him dead or alive 
Either one, I don't care. 
High Water everywhere 
 
The Cuckoo is a pretty bird, she warbles as she flies 
I'm preachin' the Word of God 
I'm puttin' out your eyes 
I asked Fat Nancy for something to eat, she said, Take it off the shelf 
As great as you are a man, 
You'll never be greater than yourself. 
I told her I didn't really care 
High water everywhere 
 
I'm getting' up in the morning I believe I'll dust my broom 
Keeping away from the women 
I'm givin' 'em lots of room 
Thunder rolling over Clarksdale, everything is looking blue 
I just can't be happy, love 
Unless you're happy too 
It's bad out there 
High water everywhere 


 

BOB DYLAN
HIGHLANDS

 Well my heart's in the Highlands gentle and fair 
Honeysuckle blooming in the wildwood air 
Bluebelles blazing, where the Aberdeen waters flow 
Well my heart's in the Highland, 
I'm gonna go there when I feel good enough to go 
 
Windows were shakin' all night in my dreams 
Everything was exactly the way that it seems 
Woke up this morning and I looked at the same old page 
Same ol' rat race 
Life in the same ol' cage. 
 
I don't want nothing from anyone, ain't that much to take 
Wouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a fake 
Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery 
I wish someone would come 
And push back the clock for me 
 
Well my heart's in the Highlands wherever I roam 
That's where I'll be when I get called home 
The wind, it whispers to the buckeyed trees in rhyme 
Well my heart's in the Highland, 
I can only get there one step at a time. 
 
I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound 
Someone's always yelling turn it down 
Feel like I'm drifting 
Drifting from scene the scene 
I'm wondering what in the devil could it all possibly mean? 
 
Insanity is smashing up against my soul 
You can say I was on anything but a roll 
If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top 
What would I do with it anyway 
Maybe take it to the pawn shop 
 
My heart's in the Highlands at the break of dawn 
By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan 
Big white clouds, like chariots that swing down low 
Well my heart's in the Highlands 
Only place left to go 
 
I'm in Boston town, in some restaurant 
I got no idea what I want 
Well, maybe I do but I'm just really not sure 
Waitress comes over 
Nobody in the place but me and her 
 
It must be a holiday, there's nobody around 
She studies me closely as I sit down 
She got a pretty face and long white shiny legs 
She says, What'll it be? 
I say, I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs? 
 
She looks at me, Says I'd bring you some 
but we're out of 'm, you picked the wrong time to come 
Then she says, I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me! 
I say, I would if I could, but, 
I don't do sketches from memory. 
 
 Well , she says, I'm right here in front of you, or haven't you looked? 
I say, all right, I know, but I don't have my drawing book! 
She gives me a napkin, she says, you can do it on that 
I say, yes I could but, 
I don't know where my pencil is at! 
 
She pulls one out from behind her ear 
She says all right now, go ahead, draw me, I'm standing right here 
I make a few lines, and I show it for her to see 
Well she takes a napkin and throws it back 
And says that don't look a thing like me! 
 
I said, Oh, kind miss, it most certainly does 
She says, you must be jokin.' I say, I wish I was! 
Then she says, you don't read women authors, do you? 
Least that's what I think I hear her say, 
 Well , I say, how would you know and what would it matter anyway? 
 
 Well , she says, you just don't seem like you do! 
I said, you're way wrong. 
She says, which ones have you read then? I say, I read Erica Jong! 
She goes away for a minute and I slide up out of my chair 
I step outside back to the busy street, but nobody's going anywhere 
 
Well my heart's in the Highlands, with the horses and hounds 
Way up in the border country, far from the towns 
With the twang of the arrow and a snap of the bow 
My heart's in the Highlands 
Can't see any other way to go 
 
Every day is the same thing out the door 
Feel further away then ever before 
Some things in life, it gets too late to learn 
Well, I'm lost somewhere 
I must have made a few bad turns 
 
I see people in the park forgetting their troubles and woes 
They're drinking and dancing, wearing bright colored clothes 
All the young men with their young women looking so good 
Well, I'd trade places with any of them 
In a minute, if I could 
 
I'm crossing the street to get away from a mangy dog 
Talking to myself in a monologue 
I think what I need might be a full length leather coat 
Somebody just asked me 
If I registered to vote 
 
The sun is beginning to shine on me 
But it's not like the sun that used to be 
The party's over, and there's less and less to say 
I got new eyes 
Everything looks far away 
 
Well, my heart's in the Highlands at the break of day 
Over the hills and far away 
There's a way to get there, and I'll figure it out somehow 
But I'm already there in my mind 
And that's good enough for now 


 

BOB DYLAN
HIGHWAY 51 BLUES

 Highway 51 runs right by my baby's door 
Highway 51 runs right by my baby's door 
If I don't get the girl I'm loving 
Won't go down to Highway 51 no more. 
 
Well, I know that highway like I know my hand 
Yes, I know that highway like I know the back of my hand 
Running from up Wisconsin way down to no man's land. 
 
Well, if I should die before my time should come 
And if I should die before my time should come 
Won't you bury my body out on the Highway 51. 
 
Highway 51 runs right by my baby's door 
I said, Highway 51 runs right by my baby's door 
If I don't get the girl I'm loving 
Won't go down to Highway 51 no more. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HIGHWAY 61 REVISITED

 Oh God said to Abraham, Kill me a son 
Abe says, Man, you must be puttin' me on 
God say, No. Abe say, What? 
God say, You can do what you want Abe, but 
The next time you see me comin' you better run 
Well Abe says, Where do you want this killin' done? 
God says, Out on Highway 61. 
 
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose 
Welfare Department they wouldn't give him no clothes 
He asked poor Howard where can I go 
Howard said there's only one place I know 
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run 
Ol' Howard just pointed with his gun 
And said that way down on Highway 61. 
 
Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King 
I got forty red white and blue shoe strings 
And a thousand telephones that don't ring 
Do you know where I can get rid of these things 
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son 
And he said yes I think it can be easily done 
Just take everything down to Highway 61. 
 
Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night 
Told the first father that things weren't right 
My complexion she said is much too white 
He said come here and step into the light he says hmm you're right 
Let me tell the second mother this has been done 
But the second mother was with the seventh son 
And they were both out on Highway 61. 
 
Now the rovin' gambler he was very bored 
He was tryin' to create a next world war 
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor 
He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before 
But yes I think it can be very easily done 
We'll just put some bleachers out in the sun 
And have it on Highway 61. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HIGHWAY 61 REVISITED

 Oh God said to Abraham, Kill me a son 
Abe says, Man, you must be puttin' me on 
God say, No. Abe say, What? 
God say, You can do what you want Abe, but 
The next time you see me comin' you better run 
Well Abe says, Where do you want this killin' done? 
God says, Out on Highway 61. 
 
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose 
Welfare Department they wouldn't give him no clothes 
He asked poor Howard where can I go 
Howard said there's only one place I know 
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run 
Ol' Howard just pointed with his gun 
And said that way down on Highway 61. 
 
Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King 
I got forty red white and blue shoe strings 
And a thousand telephones that don't ring 
Do you know where I can get rid of these things 
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son 
And he said yes I think it can be easily done 
Just take everything down to Highway 61. 
 
Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night 
Told the first father that things weren't right 
My complexion she said is much too white 
He said come here and step into the light he says hmm you're right 
Let me tell the second mother this has been done 
But the second mother was with the seventh son 
And they were both out on Highway 61. 
 
Now the rovin' gambler he was very bored 
He was tryin' to create a next world war 
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor 
He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before 
But yes I think it can be very easily done 
We'll just put some bleachers out in the sun 
And have it on Highway 61. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HIGHWAY 61 REVISITED

 Oh God said to Abraham, Kill me a son 
Abe says, Man, you must be puttin' me on 
God say, No. Abe say, What? 
God say, You can do what you want Abe, but 
The next time you see me comin' you better run 
Well Abe says, Where do you want this killin' done? 
God says, Out on Highway 61. 
 
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose 
Welfare Department they wouldn't give him no clothes 
He asked poor Howard where can I go 
Howard said there's only one place I know 
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run 
Ol' Howard just pointed with his gun 
And said that way down on Highway 61. 
 
Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King 
I got forty red white and blue shoe strings 
And a thousand telephones that don't ring 
Do you know where I can get rid of these things 
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son 
And he said yes I think it can be easily done 
Just take everything down to Highway 61. 
 
Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night 
Told the first father that things weren't right 
My complexion she said is much too white 
He said come here and step into the light he says hmm you're right 
Let me tell the second mother this has been done 
But the second mother was with the seventh son 
And they were both out on Highway 61. 
 
Now the rovin' gambler he was very bored 
He was tryin' to create a next world war 
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor 
He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before 
But yes I think it can be very easily done 
We'll just put some bleachers out in the sun 
And have it on Highway 61. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HIGHWAY 61 REVISITED

 Oh God said to Abraham, Kill me a son 
Abe says, Man, you must be puttin' me on 
God say, No. Abe say, What? 
God say, You can do what you want Abe, but 
The next time you see me comin' you better run 
Well Abe says, Where do you want this killin' done? 
God says, Out on Highway 61. 
 
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose 
Welfare Department they wouldn't give him no clothes 
He asked poor Howard where can I go 
Howard said there's only one place I know 
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run 
Ol' Howard just pointed with his gun 
And said that way down on Highway 61. 
 
Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King 
I got forty red white and blue shoe strings 
And a thousand telephones that don't ring 
Do you know where I can get rid of these things 
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son 
And he said yes I think it can be easily done 
Just take everything down to Highway 61. 
 
Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night 
Told the first father that things weren't right 
My complexion she said is much too white 
He said come here and step into the light he says hmm you're right 
Let me tell the second mother this has been done 
But the second mother was with the seventh son 
And they were both out on Highway 61. 
 
Now the rovin' gambler he was very bored 
He was tryin' to create a next world war 
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor 
He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before 
But yes I think it can be very easily done 
We'll just put some bleachers out in the sun 
And have it on Highway 61. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HONEST WITH ME

 Well, I'm stranded in the city that never sleeps 
Some of these women they just give me the creeps 
I'm avoidin' the Southside the best I can 
These memories I got, they can strangle a man 
 
Well I came ashore in the dead of the night 
Lot of things can get in the way when you're tryin' to do what's right 
You don't understand it my feelings for you 
You'd be honest with me if only you knew 
 
I'm not sorry for nothin' I've done 
I'm glad I fought I only wish we'd won 
The Siamese twins are comin' to town 
People can't wait they're gathered around 
 
When I left my home the sky split open wide 
I never wanted to go back there I'd rather have died 
You don't understand it my feelings for you 
You'd be honest with me if only you knew 
 
My woman got a face like a teddy bear 
She's tossin' a baseball bat in the air 
The meat is so tough you can't cut it with a sword 
I'm crashin' my car, trunk first into the boards 
 
You say my eyes are pretty and my smile is nice 
Well, I'll sell it to ya at a reduced price 
You don't understand it my feelings for you 
You'd be honest with me, if only you knew 
 
Some things are too terrible to be true 
I won't come here no more if it bothers you 
The Southern Pacific leaving at nine forty five 
I'm having a hard time believin' some people were ever alive 
 
I'm stark naked, but I don't care 
I'm going off into the woods, I'm huntin' bare 
You don't understand it my feelings for you 
Well, you'd be honest with me if only you knew 
 
I'm here to create the new imperial empire 
I'm going to do whatever circumstances require 
I care so much for you didn't think that I could 
I can't tell my heart that you're no good 
 
Well, my parents they warned me not to waste my years 
And I still got their advice oozing out of my ears 
You don't understand it my feelings for you 
Well, you'd be honest with me if only you knew 


 

BOB DYLAN
HONEY, JUST ALLOW ME ONE MORE CHANCE

 Honey, just allow me one more chance 
To get along with you. 
Honey, just allow me one more chance, 
Ah'll do anything with you. 
Well, I'm a walkin' down the road 
With my head in my hand, 
I'm lookin' for a woman 
Needs a worried man. 
Just a one kind favor I ask you, 
'Low me just a one more chance. 
 
Honey, just allow me one more chance 
To ride your aeroplane. 
Honey, just allow me one more chance 
To ride your passenger train. 
Well, I've been lookin' all over 
For a gal like you, 
I can't find nobody 
So you'll have to do. 
Just a one kind favor I ask you, 
'Low me just a one more chance. 
 
Honey, just allow me one more chance 
To get along with you. 
Honey, just allow me one more chance, 
Ah'll do anything with you. 
Well, lookin' for a woman 
That ain't got no man, 
Is just lookin' for a needle 
That is lost in the sand. 
Just a one kind favor I ask you, 
'Low me just a one more chance. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HOUSE CARPENTER

 Well met, well met, my own true love 
Well met, well met, cried she 
I've just returned from the salt, salt sea 
And it's all for the love of thee 
 
I could have married a King's daughter there 
She would have married me 
But I have forsaken my King's daughter there 
It's all for the love of thee 
 
Well, if you could have married a King's daughter there 
I'm sure you're the one to blame 
For I am married to a house carpenter 
And I'm sure he's a fine young man 
 
Forsake, forsake your house carpenter 
And come away with me 
I'll take you where the green grass grows 
On the shores of sunny Italy 
 
So up she picked her babies three 
And gave them kisses, one, two, three 
Saying take good care of your daddy while I'm gone 
And keep him good company. 
 
Well, they were sailin' about two weeks 
I'm sure it was not three 
When the younger of the girls, she came on deck 
Sayin' she wants company 
 
 Well, are you weepin' for your house and home? 
Or are you weepin' for your babies three? 
 Well, I'm not weepin' for my house carpenter 
I'm weepin' for my babies three. 
 
Oh what are those hills yonder, my love 
They look as white as snow 
Those are the hill of heaven, my love 
You and I'll never know 
 
Oh what are those hills yonder, my love 
They look as dark as night 
Those are the hills of hell fire my love 
Where you and I will unite 
 
Oh twice around went the gallant ship 
I'm sure it was not three 
When the ship all of a sudden, it sprung a leak 
And it drifted to the bottom of the sea 


 

BOB DYLAN
HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN

 There is a house down in New Orleans they call the rising sun 
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, I'm one. 
 
My mother was a tailor, she sowed these new blue jeans 
My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord, down in New Orleans. 
 
Now the only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk 
And the only time when he's satisfied is when he's on a drunk. 
 
He fills his glasses up to the brim and he'll pass the cards around 
And the only pleasure he gets out of life is rambling from town to town 
. 
Oh tell my baby sister not to do what I have done 
But shun that house in New Orleans they call the rising sun. 
 
Well with one foot on the platform and the other foot on the train 
I'm going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain. 
 
I'm going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run 
I'm going back to end my life down in the rising sun. 
 
There is a house in New Orleans they call the rising sun 
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, I'm one. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HURRICANE

 Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night 
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall. 
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood, 
Cries out, My God, they killed them all! 
Here comes the story of the Hurricane, 
The man the authorities came to blame 
For somethin' that he never done. 
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could a been 
The champion of the world. 
 
Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see 
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously. 
 I didn't do it, he says, and he throws up his hands 
 I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand. 
I saw them leavin', he says, and he stops 
 One of us had better call up the cops. 
And so Patty calls the cops 
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin' 
In the hot New Jersey night. 
 
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town 
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around. 
Number one contender for the middleweight crown 
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down 
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road 
Just like the time before and the time before that. 
In Paterson that's just the way things go. 
If you're black you might as well not show up on the street 
'Less you wanna draw the heat. 
 
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops. 
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around 
He said, I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights 
They jumped into a white car with out of state plates. 
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head. 
Cop said, Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead 
So they took him to the infirmary 
And though this man could hardly see 
They told him that he could identify the guilty men. 
 
Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in, 
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs. 
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye 
Says, Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy! 
Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane, 
The man the authorities came to blame 
For somethin' that he never done. 
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could a been 
The champion of the world. 
 
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame, 
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name 
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game 
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame. 
 Remember that murder that happened in a bar? 
 Remember you said you saw the getaway car? 
 You think you'd like to play ball with the law? 
 Think it might a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night? 
 Don't forget that you are white. 
 
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, I'm really not sure. 
Cops said, A poor boy like you could use a break 
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello 
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow. 
You'll be doin' society a favor. 
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver. 
We want to put his ass in stir 
We want to pin this triple murder on him 
He ain't no Gentleman Jim. 
 
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch 
But he never did like to talk about it all that much. 
It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay 
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way 
Up to some paradise 
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice 
And ride a horse along a trail. 
But then they took him to the jailhouse 
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse. 
 
All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance 
The trial was a pig circus, he never had a chance. 
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums 
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum 
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger. 
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger. 
And though they could not produce the gun, 
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed 
And the all white jury agreed. 
 
Rubin Carter was falsely tried. 
The crime was murder one, guess who testified? 
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied 
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride. 
How can the life of such a man 
Be in the palm of some fool's hand? 
To see him obviously framed 
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land 
Where justice is a game. 
 
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties 
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise 
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten foot cell 
An innocent man in a living hell. 
That's the story of the Hurricane, 
But it won't be over till they clear his name 
And give him back the time he's done. 
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could a been 
The champion of the world. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HURRICANE

 Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night 
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall. 
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood, 
Cries out, My God, they killed them all! 
Here comes the story of the Hurricane, 
The man the authorities came to blame 
For somethin' that he never done. 
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could a been 
The champion of the world. 
 
Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see 
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously. 
 I didn't do it, he says, and he throws up his hands 
 I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand. 
I saw them leavin', he says, and he stops 
 One of us had better call up the cops. 
And so Patty calls the cops 
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin' 
In the hot New Jersey night. 
 
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town 
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around. 
Number one contender for the middleweight crown 
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down 
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road 
Just like the time before and the time before that. 
In Paterson that's just the way things go. 
If you're black you might as well not show up on the street 
'Less you wanna draw the heat. 
 
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops. 
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around 
He said, I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights 
They jumped into a white car with out of state plates. 
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head. 
Cop said, Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead 
So they took him to the infirmary 
And though this man could hardly see 
They told him that he could identify the guilty men. 
 
Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in, 
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs. 
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye 
Says, Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy! 
Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane, 
The man the authorities came to blame 
For somethin' that he never done. 
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could a been 
The champion of the world. 
 
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame, 
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name 
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game 
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame. 
 Remember that murder that happened in a bar? 
 Remember you said you saw the getaway car? 
 You think you'd like to play ball with the law? 
 Think it might a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night? 
 Don't forget that you are white. 
 
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, I'm really not sure. 
Cops said, A poor boy like you could use a break 
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello 
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow. 
You'll be doin' society a favor. 
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver. 
We want to put his ass in stir 
We want to pin this triple murder on him 
He ain't no Gentleman Jim. 
 
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch 
But he never did like to talk about it all that much. 
It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay 
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way 
Up to some paradise 
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice 
And ride a horse along a trail. 
But then they took him to the jailhouse 
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse. 
 
All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance 
The trial was a pig circus, he never had a chance. 
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums 
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum 
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger. 
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger. 
And though they could not produce the gun, 
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed 
And the all white jury agreed. 
 
Rubin Carter was falsely tried. 
The crime was murder one, guess who testified? 
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied 
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride. 
How can the life of such a man 
Be in the palm of some fool's hand? 
To see him obviously framed 
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land 
Where justice is a game. 
 
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties 
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise 
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten foot cell 
An innocent man in a living hell. 
That's the story of the Hurricane, 
But it won't be over till they clear his name 
And give him back the time he's done. 
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could a been 
The champion of the world. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HURRICANE

 Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night 
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall. 
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood, 
Cries out, My God, they killed them all! 
Here comes the story of the Hurricane, 
The man the authorities came to blame 
For somethin' that he never done. 
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could a been 
The champion of the world. 
 
Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see 
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously. 
 I didn't do it, he says, and he throws up his hands 
 I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand. 
I saw them leavin', he says, and he stops 
 One of us had better call up the cops. 
And so Patty calls the cops 
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin' 
In the hot New Jersey night. 
 
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town 
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around. 
Number one contender for the middleweight crown 
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down 
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road 
Just like the time before and the time before that. 
In Paterson that's just the way things go. 
If you're black you might as well not show up on the street 
'Less you wanna draw the heat. 
 
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops. 
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around 
He said, I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights 
They jumped into a white car with out of state plates. 
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head. 
Cop said, Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead 
So they took him to the infirmary 
And though this man could hardly see 
They told him that he could identify the guilty men. 
 
Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in, 
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs. 
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye 
Says, Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy! 
Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane, 
The man the authorities came to blame 
For somethin' that he never done. 
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could a been 
The champion of the world. 
 
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame, 
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name 
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game 
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame. 
 Remember that murder that happened in a bar? 
 Remember you said you saw the getaway car? 
 You think you'd like to play ball with the law? 
 Think it might a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night? 
 Don't forget that you are white. 
 
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, I'm really not sure. 
Cops said, A poor boy like you could use a break 
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello 
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow. 
You'll be doin' society a favor. 
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver. 
We want to put his ass in stir 
We want to pin this triple murder on him 
He ain't no Gentleman Jim. 
 
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch 
But he never did like to talk about it all that much. 
It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay 
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way 
Up to some paradise 
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice 
And ride a horse along a trail. 
But then they took him to the jailhouse 
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse. 
 
All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance 
The trial was a pig circus, he never had a chance. 
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums 
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum 
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger. 
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger. 
And though they could not produce the gun, 
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed 
And the all white jury agreed. 
 
Rubin Carter was falsely tried. 
The crime was murder one, guess who testified? 
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied 
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride. 
How can the life of such a man 
Be in the palm of some fool's hand? 
To see him obviously framed 
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land 
Where justice is a game. 
 
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties 
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise 
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten foot cell 
An innocent man in a living hell. 
That's the story of the Hurricane, 
But it won't be over till they clear his name 
And give him back the time he's done. 
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could a been 
The champion of the world. 


 

BOB DYLAN
HURRICANE

 Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night 
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall. 
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood, 
Cries out, My God, they killed them all! 
Here comes the story of the Hurricane, 
The man the authorities came to blame 
For somethin' that he never done. 
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could a been 
The champion of the world. 
 
Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see 
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously. 
 I didn't do it, he says, and he throws up his hands 
 I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand. 
I saw them leavin', he says, and he stops 
 One of us had better call up the cops. 
And so Patty calls the cops 
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin' 
In the hot New Jersey night. 
 
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town 
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around. 
Number one contender for the middleweight crown 
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down 
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road 
Just like the time before and the time before that. 
In Paterson that's just the way things go. 
If you're black you might as well not show up on the street 
'Less you wanna draw the heat. 
 
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops. 
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around 
He said, I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights 
They jumped into a white car with out of state plates. 
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head. 
Cop said, Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead 
So they took him to the infirmary 
And though this man could hardly see 
They told him that he could identify the guilty men. 
 
Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in, 
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs. 
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye 
Says, Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy! 
Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane, 
The man the authorities came to blame 
For somethin' that he never done. 
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could a been 
The champion of the world. 
 
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame, 
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name 
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game 
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame. 
 Remember that murder that happened in a bar? 
 Remember you said you saw the getaway car? 
 You think you'd like to play ball with the law? 
 Think it might a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night? 
 Don't forget that you are white. 
 
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, I'm really not sure. 
Cops said, A poor boy like you could use a break 
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello 
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow. 
You'll be doin' society a favor. 
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver. 
We want to put his ass in stir 
We want to pin this triple murder on him 
He ain't no Gentleman Jim. 
 
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch 
But he never did like to talk about it all that much. 
It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay 
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way 
Up to some paradise 
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice 
And ride a horse along a trail. 
But then they took him to the jailhouse 
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse. 
 
All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance 
The trial was a pig circus, he never had a chance. 
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums 
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum 
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger. 
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger. 
And though they could not produce the gun, 
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed 
And the all white jury agreed. 
 
Rubin Carter was falsely tried. 
The crime was murder one, guess who testified? 
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied 
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride. 
How can the life of such a man 
Be in the palm of some fool's hand? 
To see him obviously framed 
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land 
Where justice is a game. 
 
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties 
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise 
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten foot cell 
An innocent man in a living hell. 
That's the story of the Hurricane, 
But it won't be over till they clear his name 
And give him back the time he's done. 
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could a been 
The champion of the world. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I AM A LONESOME HOBO

 I am a lonesome hobo 
Without family or friends, 
Where another man's life might begin, 
That's exactly where mine ends. 
I have tried my hand at bribery, 
Blackmail and deceit, 
And I've served time for ev'rything 
'Cept beggin' on the street. 
 
Well, once I was rather prosperous, 
There was nothing I did lack. 
I had fourteen karat gold in my mouth 
And silk upon my back. 
But I did not trust my brother, 
I carried him to blame, 
Which led me to my fatal doom, 
To wander off in shame. 
 
Kind ladies and kind gentlemen, 
Soon I will be gone, 
But let me just warn you all, 
Before I do pass on; 
Stay free from petty jealousies, 
Live by no man's code, 
And hold your judgment for yourself 
Lest you wind up on this road. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I AND I

 Been so long since a strange woman has slept in my bed. 
Look how sweet she sleeps, how free must be her dreams. 
In another lifetime she must have owned the world, or been faithfully wed 
To some righteous king who wrote psalms beside moonlit streams. 
 
I and I 
In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives. 
I and I 
One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. 
 
Think I'll go out and go for a walk, 
Not much happenin' here, nothin' ever does. 
Besides, if she wakes up now, she'll just want me to talk 
I got nothin' to say, 'specially about whatever was. 
 
I and I 
In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives. 
I and I 
One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. 
 
Took an untrodden path once, where the swift don't win the race, 
It goes to the worthy, who can divide the word of truth. 
Took a stranger to teach me, to look into justice's beautiful face 
And to see an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. 
 
I and I 
In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives. 
I and I 
One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. 
 
Outside of two men on a train platform there's nobody in sight, 
They're waiting for spring to come, smoking down the track. 
The world could come to an end tonight, but that's all right. 
She should still be there sleepin' when I get back. 
 
I and I 
In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives. 
I and I 
One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. 
 
Noontime, and I'm still pushin' myself along the road, the darkest part, 
Into the narrow lanes, I can't stumble or stay put. 
Someone else is speakin' with my mouth, but I'm listening only to my heart. 
I've made shoes for everyone, even you, while I still go barefoot. 
 
I and I 
In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives. 
I and I 
One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I AND I

 Been so long since a strange woman has slept in my bed. 
Look how sweet she sleeps, how free must be her dreams. 
In another lifetime she must have owned the world, or been faithfully wed 
To some righteous king who wrote psalms beside moonlit streams. 
 
I and I 
In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives. 
I and I 
One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. 
 
Think I'll go out and go for a walk, 
Not much happenin' here, nothin' ever does. 
Besides, if she wakes up now, she'll just want me to talk 
I got nothin' to say, 'specially about whatever was. 
 
I and I 
In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives. 
I and I 
One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. 
 
Took an untrodden path once, where the swift don't win the race, 
It goes to the worthy, who can divide the word of truth. 
Took a stranger to teach me, to look into justice's beautiful face 
And to see an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. 
 
I and I 
In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives. 
I and I 
One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. 
 
Outside of two men on a train platform there's nobody in sight, 
They're waiting for spring to come, smoking down the track. 
The world could come to an end tonight, but that's all right. 
She should still be there sleepin' when I get back. 
 
I and I 
In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives. 
I and I 
One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. 
 
Noontime, and I'm still pushin' myself along the road, the darkest part, 
Into the narrow lanes, I can't stumble or stay put. 
Someone else is speakin' with my mouth, but I'm listening only to my heart. 
I've made shoes for everyone, even you, while I still go barefoot. 
 
I and I 
In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives. 
I and I 
One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I BELIEVE IN YOU

 They ask me how I feel 
And if my love is real 
And how I know I'll make it through. 
And they, they look at me and frown, 
They'd like to drive me from this town, 
They don't want me around 
'Cause I believe in you. 
 
They show me to the door, 
They say don't come back no more 
'Cause I don't be like they'd like me to, 
And I walk out on my own 
A thousand miles from home 
But I don't feel alone 
'Cause I believe in you. 
 
I believe in you even through the tears and the laughter, 
I believe in you even though we be apart. 
I believe in you even on the morning after. 
Oh, when the dawn is nearing 
Oh, when the night is disappearing 
Oh, this feeling is still here in my heart. 
 
Don't let me drift too far, 
Keep me where you are 
Where I will always be renewed. 
And that which you've given me today 
Is worth more than I could pay 
And no matter what they say 
I believe in you. 
 
I believe in you when winter turn to summer, 
I believe in you when white turn to black, 
I believe in you even though I be outnumbered. 
Oh, though the earth may shake me 
Oh, though my friends forsake me 
Oh, even that couldn't make me go back. 
 
Don't let me change my heart, 
Keep me set apart 
From all the plans they do pursue. 
And I, I don't mind the pain 
Don't mind the driving rain 
I know I will sustain 
'Cause I believe in you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I BELIEVE IN YOU

 They ask me how I feel 
And if my love is real 
And how I know I'll make it through. 
And they, they look at me and frown, 
They'd like to drive me from this town, 
They don't want me around 
'Cause I believe in you. 
 
They show me to the door, 
They say don't come back no more 
'Cause I don't be like they'd like me to, 
And I walk out on my own 
A thousand miles from home 
But I don't feel alone 
'Cause I believe in you. 
 
I believe in you even through the tears and the laughter, 
I believe in you even though we be apart. 
I believe in you even on the morning after. 
Oh, when the dawn is nearing 
Oh, when the night is disappearing 
Oh, this feeling is still here in my heart. 
 
Don't let me drift too far, 
Keep me where you are 
Where I will always be renewed. 
And that which you've given me today 
Is worth more than I could pay 
And no matter what they say 
I believe in you. 
 
I believe in you when winter turn to summer, 
I believe in you when white turn to black, 
I believe in you even though I be outnumbered. 
Oh, though the earth may shake me 
Oh, though my friends forsake me 
Oh, even that couldn't make me go back. 
 
Don't let me change my heart, 
Keep me set apart 
From all the plans they do pursue. 
And I, I don't mind the pain 
Don't mind the driving rain 
I know I will sustain 
'Cause I believe in you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I DON'T BELIEVE YOU (SHE ACTS LIKE WE NEVER HAVE MET)

 I can't understand, 
She let go of my hand 
An' left me here facing the wall. 
I'd sure like t' know 
Why she did go, 
But I can't get close t' her at all. 
Though we kissed through the wild blazing nighttime, 
She said she would never forget. 
But now mornin's clear, 
It's like I ain't here, 
She just acts like we never have met. 
 
It's all new t' me, 
Like some mystery, 
It could even be like a myth. 
Yet it's hard t' think on, 
That she's the same one 
That last night I was with. 
From darkness, dreams're deserted, 
Am I still dreamin' yet? 
I wish she'd unlock 
Her voice once an' talk, 
'Stead of acting like we never have met. 
 
If she ain't feelin' well, 
Then why don't she tell 
'Stead of turnin' her back t' my face? 
Without any doubt, 
She seems too far out 
For me t' return t' her chase. 
Though the night ran swirling an' whirling, 
I remember her whispering yet. 
But evidently she don't 
An' evidently she won't, 
She just acts like we never have met. 
 
If I didn't have t' guess, 
I'd gladly confess 
T' anything I might've tried. 
If I was with 'er too long 
Or have done something wrong, 
I wish she'd tell me what it is, I'll run an' hide. 
Though her skirt it swayed as a guitar played, 
Her mouth was watery and wet. 
But now something has changed 
For she ain't the same, 
She just acts like we never have met. 
 
I'm leavin' today, 
I'll be on my way 
Of this I can't say very much. 
But if you want me to, 
I can be just like you 
An' pretend that we never have touched. 
An' if anybody asks me, Is it easy to forget? 
I'll say, It's easily done, 
You just pick anyone, 
An' pretend that you never have met! 


 

BOB DYLAN
I DON'T BELIEVE YOU (SHE ACTS LIKE WE NEVER HAVE MET)

 I can't understand, 
She let go of my hand 
An' left me here facing the wall. 
I'd sure like t' know 
Why she did go, 
But I can't get close t' her at all. 
Though we kissed through the wild blazing nighttime, 
She said she would never forget. 
But now mornin's clear, 
It's like I ain't here, 
She just acts like we never have met. 
 
It's all new t' me, 
Like some mystery, 
It could even be like a myth. 
Yet it's hard t' think on, 
That she's the same one 
That last night I was with. 
From darkness, dreams're deserted, 
Am I still dreamin' yet? 
I wish she'd unlock 
Her voice once an' talk, 
'Stead of acting like we never have met. 
 
If she ain't feelin' well, 
Then why don't she tell 
'Stead of turnin' her back t' my face? 
Without any doubt, 
She seems too far out 
For me t' return t' her chase. 
Though the night ran swirling an' whirling, 
I remember her whispering yet. 
But evidently she don't 
An' evidently she won't, 
She just acts like we never have met. 
 
If I didn't have t' guess, 
I'd gladly confess 
T' anything I might've tried. 
If I was with 'er too long 
Or have done something wrong, 
I wish she'd tell me what it is, I'll run an' hide. 
Though her skirt it swayed as a guitar played, 
Her mouth was watery and wet. 
But now something has changed 
For she ain't the same, 
She just acts like we never have met. 
 
I'm leavin' today, 
I'll be on my way 
Of this I can't say very much. 
But if you want me to, 
I can be just like you 
An' pretend that we never have touched. 
An' if anybody asks me, Is it easy to forget? 
I'll say, It's easily done, 
You just pick anyone, 
An' pretend that you never have met! 


 

BOB DYLAN
I DON'T BELIEVE YOU (SHE ACTS LIKE WE NEVER HAVE MET)

 I can't understand, 
She let go of my hand 
An' left me here facing the wall. 
I'd sure like t' know 
Why she did go, 
But I can't get close t' her at all. 
Though we kissed through the wild blazing nighttime, 
She said she would never forget. 
But now mornin's clear, 
It's like I ain't here, 
She just acts like we never have met. 
 
It's all new t' me, 
Like some mystery, 
It could even be like a myth. 
Yet it's hard t' think on, 
That she's the same one 
That last night I was with. 
From darkness, dreams're deserted, 
Am I still dreamin' yet? 
I wish she'd unlock 
Her voice once an' talk, 
'Stead of acting like we never have met. 
 
If she ain't feelin' well, 
Then why don't she tell 
'Stead of turnin' her back t' my face? 
Without any doubt, 
She seems too far out 
For me t' return t' her chase. 
Though the night ran swirling an' whirling, 
I remember her whispering yet. 
But evidently she don't 
An' evidently she won't, 
She just acts like we never have met. 
 
If I didn't have t' guess, 
I'd gladly confess 
T' anything I might've tried. 
If I was with 'er too long 
Or have done something wrong, 
I wish she'd tell me what it is, I'll run an' hide. 
Though her skirt it swayed as a guitar played, 
Her mouth was watery and wet. 
But now something has changed 
For she ain't the same, 
She just acts like we never have met. 
 
I'm leavin' today, 
I'll be on my way 
Of this I can't say very much. 
But if you want me to, 
I can be just like you 
An' pretend that we never have touched. 
An' if anybody asks me, Is it easy to forget? 
I'll say, It's easily done, 
You just pick anyone, 
An' pretend that you never have met! 


 

BOB DYLAN
I DREAMED I SAW ST. AUGUSTINE

 I dreamed I saw St. Augustine, 
Alive as you or me, 
Tearing through these quarters 
In the utmost misery, 
With a blanket underneath his arm 
And a coat of solid gold, 
Searching for the very souls 
Whom already have been sold. 
 
 Arise, arise, he cried so loud, 
In a voice without restraint, 
 Come out, ye gifted kings and queens 
And hear my sad complaint. 
No martyr is among ye now 
Whom you can call your own, 
So go on your way accordingly 
But know you're not alone. 
 
I dreamed I saw St. Augustine, 
Alive with fiery breath, 
And I dreamed I was amongst the ones 
That put him out to death. 
Oh, I awoke in anger, 
So alone and terrified, 
I put my fingers against the glass 
And bowed my head and cried. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I FORGOT MORE THAN YOU'LL EVER KNOW

 I forgot more than you'll ever know about her. 
 
You think you know the smile on her lips 
The thrill and the touch of her fingertips 
But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her. 
 
You think you'll find heaven of bliss 
In each caress, in each tender kiss 
But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her. 
 
You stole her love from me one day 
You didn't care, oh, it hurt me 
But you can never steal away memories of what used to be. 
 
You think she's yours, to have and to hold 
Someday you'll learn, when her love grows cold 
But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I PITY THE POOR IMMIGRANT

 I pity the poor immigrant 
Who wishes he would've stayed home, 
Who uses all his power to do evil 
But in the end is always left so alone. 
That man whom with his fingers cheats 
And who lies with ev'ry breath, 
Who passionately hates his life 
And likewise, fears his death. 
 
I pity the poor immigrant 
Whose strength is spent in vain, 
Whose heaven is like Ironsides, 
Whose tears are like rain, 
Who eats but is not satisfied, 
Who hears but does not see, 
Who falls in love with wealth itself 
And turns his back on me. 
 
I pity the poor immigrant 
Who tramples through the mud, 
Who fills his mouth with laughing 
And who builds his town with blood, 
Whose visions in the final end 
Must shatter like the glass. 
I pity the poor immigrant 
When his gladness comes to pass. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I SHALL BE FREE

 Well, I took me a woman late last night, 
I's three fourths drunk, she looked uptight. 
She took off her wheel, took off her bell, 
Took off her wig, said, How do I smell? 
I hot footed it . . . bare naked . . . 
Out the window! 
 
Well, sometimes I might get drunk, 
Walk like a duck and stomp like a skunk. 
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride 
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side. 
(Right there 
Proud as can be) 
 
I's out there paintin' on the old woodshed 
When a can a black paint it fell on my head. 
I went down to scrub and rub 
But I had to sit in back of the tub. 
(Cost a quarter 
And I had to get out quick . . . 
Someone wanted to come in and take a sauna) 
 
Well, my telephone rang it would not stop, 
It's President Kennedy callin' me up. 
He said, My friend, Bob, what do we need to make the country grow? 
I said, My friend, John, Brigitte Bardot, 
Anita Ekberg, 
Sophia Loren. 
(Put 'em all in the same room with Ernest Borgnine!) 
 
Well, I got a woman sleeps on a cot, 
She yells and hollers and squeals a lot. 
Licks my face and tickles my ear, 
Bends me over and buys me beer. 
(She's a honeymooner 
A June crooner 
A spoon feeder 
And a natural leader) 
 
Oh, there ain't no use in me workin' so heavy, 
I got a woman who works on the levee. 
Pumping that water up to her neck, 
Every week she sends me a monthly check. 
(She's a humdinger 
Folk singer 
Dead ringer 
For a thing a muh jigger) 
 
Late one day in the middle of the week, 
Eyes were closed I was half asleep. 
I chased me a woman up the hill, 
Right in the middle of an air raid drill. 
It was Little Bo Peep! 
(I jumped a fallout shelter 
I jumped a bean stalk 
I jumped a ferris wheel) 
 
Now, the man on the stand he wants my vote, 
He's a runnin' for office on the ballot note. 
He's out there preachin' in front of the steeple, 
Tellin' me he loves all kinds a people. 
(He's eatin' bagels 
He's eatin' pizza 
He's eatin' chitlins 
He's eatin' bullshit!) 
 
Oh, set me down on a television floor, 
I'll flip the channel to number four. 
Out of the shower comes a grown up man 
With a bottle of hair oil in his hand. 
(It's that greasy kid stuff. 
What I want to know, Mr. Football Man, is 
What do you do about Willy Mays and Yul Brynner, 
Charles de Gaulle 
And Robert Louis Stevenson?) 
 
Well, the funniest woman I ever seen 
Was the great granddaughter of Mr. Clean. 
She takes about fifteen baths a day, 
Wants me to grow a cigar on my face. 
(She's a little bit heavy!) 
 
Well, ask me why I'm drunk alla time, 
It levels my head and eases my mind. 
I just walk along and stroll and sing, 
I see better days and I do better things. 
(I catch dinosaurs 
I make love to Elizabeth Taylor . . . 
Catch hell from Richard Burton!) 


 

BOB DYLAN
I SHALL BE FREE NO.10

 I'm just average, common too 
I'm just like him, the same as you 
I'm everybody's brother and son 
I ain't different from anyone 
It ain't no use a talking to me 
It's just the same as talking to you. 
 
I was shadow boxing earlier in the day 
I figured I was ready for Cassius Clay 
I said Fee, fie, fo, fum, Cassius Clay, here I come 
26, 27, 28, 29, I'm gonna make your face look just like mine 
Five, four, three, two, one, Cassius Clay you'd better run 
99, 100, 101, 102, your ma won't even recognize you 
14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, gonna knock him clean right out of his spleen. 
 
Well, I don't know, but I've been told 
The streets in heaven are lined with gold 
I ask you how things could get much worse 
If the Russians happen to get up there first. 
Wowee! Pretty scary! 
 
Now, I'm liberal, but to a degree 
I want ev'rybody to be free 
But if you think that I'll let Barry Goldwater 
Move in next door and marry my daughter 
You must think I'm crazy! 
I wouldn't let him do it for all the farms in Cuba. 
 
Well, I set my monkey on the log 
And ordered him to do the Dog 
He wagged his tail and shook his head 
And he went and did the Cat instead 
He's a weird monkey, very funky. 
 
I sat with my high heeled sneakers on 
Waiting to play tennis in the noonday sun 
I had my white shorts rolled up past my waist 
And my wig hat was falling in my face 
But they wouldn't let me on the tennis court. 
 
I gotta woman, she's so mean 
She sticks my boots in the washing machine 
Sticks me with buckshot when I'm nude 
Puts bubblegum in my food 
She's funny, wants my money, calls me honey. 
 
Now I gotta friend who spends his life 
Stabbing my picture with a bowie knife 
Dreams of strangling me with a scarf 
When my name comes up he pretends to barf. 
I've got a million friends! 
 
Now they asked me to read a poem 
At the sorority sister's home 
I got knocked down and my head was swimmin' 
I wound up with the Dean of Women 
Yippee! I'm a poet, and I know it. 
Hope I don't blow it. 
 
I'm gonna grow my hair down to my feet so strange 
So I look like a walking mountain range 
And I'm gonna ride into Omaha on a horse 
Out to the country club and the golf course. 
Carry the New York Times, shoot a few holes, blow their minds. 
 
Now you're probably wondering by now 
Just what this song is all about 
What's probably got you baffled more 
Is what this thing here is for. 
It's nothing 
It's something I learned over in England. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I SHALL BE RELEASED

 They say ev'rything can be replaced, 
Yet ev'ry distance is not near. 
So I remember ev'ry face 
Of ev'ry man who put me here. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
They say ev'ry man needs protection, 
They say ev'ry man must fall. 
Yet I swear I see my reflection 
Some place so high above this wall. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
Standing next to me in this lonely crowd, 
Is a man who swears he's not to blame. 
All day long I hear him shout so loud, 
Crying out that he was framed. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I SHALL BE RELEASED

 They say ev'rything can be replaced, 
Yet ev'ry distance is not near. 
So I remember ev'ry face 
Of ev'ry man who put me here. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
They say ev'ry man needs protection, 
They say ev'ry man must fall. 
Yet I swear I see my reflection 
Some place so high above this wall. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
Standing next to me in this lonely crowd, 
Is a man who swears he's not to blame. 
All day long I hear him shout so loud, 
Crying out that he was framed. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I SHALL BE RELEASED

 They say ev'rything can be replaced, 
Yet ev'ry distance is not near. 
So I remember ev'ry face 
Of ev'ry man who put me here. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
They say ev'ry man needs protection, 
They say ev'ry man must fall. 
Yet I swear I see my reflection 
Some place so high above this wall. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
Standing next to me in this lonely crowd, 
Is a man who swears he's not to blame. 
All day long I hear him shout so loud, 
Crying out that he was framed. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I SHALL BE RELEASED

 They say ev'rything can be replaced, 
Yet ev'ry distance is not near. 
So I remember ev'ry face 
Of ev'ry man who put me here. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
They say ev'ry man needs protection, 
They say ev'ry man must fall. 
Yet I swear I see my reflection 
Some place so high above this wall. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
Standing next to me in this lonely crowd, 
Is a man who swears he's not to blame. 
All day long I hear him shout so loud, 
Crying out that he was framed. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I SHALL BE RELEASED

 They say ev'rything can be replaced, 
Yet ev'ry distance is not near. 
So I remember ev'ry face 
Of ev'ry man who put me here. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
They say ev'ry man needs protection, 
They say ev'ry man must fall. 
Yet I swear I see my reflection 
Some place so high above this wall. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
Standing next to me in this lonely crowd, 
Is a man who swears he's not to blame. 
All day long I hear him shout so loud, 
Crying out that he was framed. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I SHALL BE RELEASED

 They say ev'rything can be replaced, 
Yet ev'ry distance is not near. 
So I remember ev'ry face 
Of ev'ry man who put me here. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
They say ev'ry man needs protection, 
They say ev'ry man must fall. 
Yet I swear I see my reflection 
Some place so high above this wall. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
Standing next to me in this lonely crowd, 
Is a man who swears he's not to blame. 
All day long I hear him shout so loud, 
Crying out that he was framed. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I SHALL BE RELEASED

 They say ev'rything can be replaced, 
Yet ev'ry distance is not near. 
So I remember ev'ry face 
Of ev'ry man who put me here. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
They say ev'ry man needs protection, 
They say ev'ry man must fall. 
Yet I swear I see my reflection 
Some place so high above this wall. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
Standing next to me in this lonely crowd, 
Is a man who swears he's not to blame. 
All day long I hear him shout so loud, 
Crying out that he was framed. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I SHALL BE RELEASED

 They say ev'rything can be replaced, 
Yet ev'ry distance is not near. 
So I remember ev'ry face 
Of ev'ry man who put me here. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
They say ev'ry man needs protection, 
They say ev'ry man must fall. 
Yet I swear I see my reflection 
Some place so high above this wall. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 
 
Standing next to me in this lonely crowd, 
Is a man who swears he's not to blame. 
All day long I hear him shout so loud, 
Crying out that he was framed. 
I see my light come shining 
From the west unto the east. 
Any day now, any day now, 
I shall be released. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I THREW IT ALL AWAY

 I once held her in my arms, 
She said she would always stay. 
But I was cruel, 
I treated her like a fool, 
I threw it all away. 
 
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand, 
And rivers that ran through ev'ry day. 
I must have been mad, 
I never knew what I had, 
Until I threw it all away. 
 
Love is all there is, it makes the world go 'round, 
Love and only love, it can't be denied. 
No matter what you think about it 
You just won't be able to do without it. 
Take a tip from one who's tried. 
 
So if you find someone that gives you all of her love, 
Take it to your heart, don't let it stray, 
For one thing that's certain, 
You will surely be a hurtin', 
If you throw it all away. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I THREW IT ALL AWAY

 I once held her in my arms, 
She said she would always stay. 
But I was cruel, 
I treated her like a fool, 
I threw it all away. 
 
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand, 
And rivers that ran through ev'ry day. 
I must have been mad, 
I never knew what I had, 
Until I threw it all away. 
 
Love is all there is, it makes the world go 'round, 
Love and only love, it can't be denied. 
No matter what you think about it 
You just won't be able to do without it. 
Take a tip from one who's tried. 
 
So if you find someone that gives you all of her love, 
Take it to your heart, don't let it stray, 
For one thing that's certain, 
You will surely be a hurtin', 
If you throw it all away. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I WANNA BE YOUR LOVER

 Well, the rainman comes with his magic wand 
And the judge says, Mona can't have no bond. 
And the walls collide, Mona cries, 
And the rainman leaves in the wolfman's disguise. 
 
I wanna be your lover, baby, I wanna be your man. 
I wanna be your lover, baby, 
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours. 
 
Well, the undertaker in his midnight suit 
Says to the masked man, Ain't you cute! 
Well, the mask man he gets up on the shelf 
And he says, You ain't so bad yourself. 
 
I wanna be your lover, baby, I wanna be your man. 
I wanna be your lover, baby, 
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours. 
 
Well, jumpin' Judy can't go no higher. 
She had bullets in her eyes, and they fire. 
Rasputin he's so dignified, 
He touched the back of her head an' he died. 
 
I wanna be your lover, baby, I wanna be your man. 
I wanna be your lover, baby, 
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours. 
 
Well, Phaedra with her looking glass, 
Stretchin' out upon the grass. 
She gets all messed up and she faints 
That's 'cause she's so obvious and you ain't. 
 
I wanna be your lover, baby, I wanna be your man. 
I wanna be your lover, baby, 
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours. 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
I WANT YOU

 The guilty undertaker sighs, 
The lonesome organ grinder cries, 
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you. 
The cracked bells and washed out horns 
Blow into my face with scorn, 
But it's not that way, 
I wasn't born to lose you. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
The drunken politician leaps 
Upon the street where mothers weep 
And the saviors who are fast asleep, 
They wait for you. 
And I wait for them to interrupt 
Me drinkin' from my broken cup 
And ask me to 
Open up the gate for you. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
Now all my fathers, they've gone down 
True love they've been without it. 
But all their daughters put me down 
'Cause I don't think about it. 
 
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades 
And talk with my chambermaid. 
She knows that I'm not afraid 
To look at her. 
She is good to me 
And there's nothing she doesn't see. 
She knows where I'd like to be 
But it doesn't matter. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit, 
He spoke to me, I took his flute. 
No, I wasn't very cute to him, 
Was I? 
But I did it, though, because he lied 
Because he took you for a ride 
And because time was on his side 
And because I . . . 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I WANT YOU

 The guilty undertaker sighs, 
The lonesome organ grinder cries, 
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you. 
The cracked bells and washed out horns 
Blow into my face with scorn, 
But it's not that way, 
I wasn't born to lose you. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
The drunken politician leaps 
Upon the street where mothers weep 
And the saviors who are fast asleep, 
They wait for you. 
And I wait for them to interrupt 
Me drinkin' from my broken cup 
And ask me to 
Open up the gate for you. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
Now all my fathers, they've gone down 
True love they've been without it. 
But all their daughters put me down 
'Cause I don't think about it. 
 
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades 
And talk with my chambermaid. 
She knows that I'm not afraid 
To look at her. 
She is good to me 
And there's nothing she doesn't see. 
She knows where I'd like to be 
But it doesn't matter. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit, 
He spoke to me, I took his flute. 
No, I wasn't very cute to him, 
Was I? 
But I did it, though, because he lied 
Because he took you for a ride 
And because time was on his side 
And because I . . . 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I WANT YOU

 The guilty undertaker sighs, 
The lonesome organ grinder cries, 
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you. 
The cracked bells and washed out horns 
Blow into my face with scorn, 
But it's not that way, 
I wasn't born to lose you. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
The drunken politician leaps 
Upon the street where mothers weep 
And the saviors who are fast asleep, 
They wait for you. 
And I wait for them to interrupt 
Me drinkin' from my broken cup 
And ask me to 
Open up the gate for you. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
Now all my fathers, they've gone down 
True love they've been without it. 
But all their daughters put me down 
'Cause I don't think about it. 
 
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades 
And talk with my chambermaid. 
She knows that I'm not afraid 
To look at her. 
She is good to me 
And there's nothing she doesn't see. 
She knows where I'd like to be 
But it doesn't matter. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit, 
He spoke to me, I took his flute. 
No, I wasn't very cute to him, 
Was I? 
But I did it, though, because he lied 
Because he took you for a ride 
And because time was on his side 
And because I . . . 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I WANT YOU

 The guilty undertaker sighs, 
The lonesome organ grinder cries, 
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you. 
The cracked bells and washed out horns 
Blow into my face with scorn, 
But it's not that way, 
I wasn't born to lose you. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
The drunken politician leaps 
Upon the street where mothers weep 
And the saviors who are fast asleep, 
They wait for you. 
And I wait for them to interrupt 
Me drinkin' from my broken cup 
And ask me to 
Open up the gate for you. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
Now all my fathers, they've gone down 
True love they've been without it. 
But all their daughters put me down 
'Cause I don't think about it. 
 
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades 
And talk with my chambermaid. 
She knows that I'm not afraid 
To look at her. 
She is good to me 
And there's nothing she doesn't see. 
She knows where I'd like to be 
But it doesn't matter. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit, 
He spoke to me, I took his flute. 
No, I wasn't very cute to him, 
Was I? 
But I did it, though, because he lied 
Because he took you for a ride 
And because time was on his side 
And because I . . . 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I WANT YOU

 The guilty undertaker sighs, 
The lonesome organ grinder cries, 
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you. 
The cracked bells and washed out horns 
Blow into my face with scorn, 
But it's not that way, 
I wasn't born to lose you. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
The drunken politician leaps 
Upon the street where mothers weep 
And the saviors who are fast asleep, 
They wait for you. 
And I wait for them to interrupt 
Me drinkin' from my broken cup 
And ask me to 
Open up the gate for you. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
Now all my fathers, they've gone down 
True love they've been without it. 
But all their daughters put me down 
'Cause I don't think about it. 
 
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades 
And talk with my chambermaid. 
She knows that I'm not afraid 
To look at her. 
She is good to me 
And there's nothing she doesn't see. 
She knows where I'd like to be 
But it doesn't matter. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit, 
He spoke to me, I took his flute. 
No, I wasn't very cute to him, 
Was I? 
But I did it, though, because he lied 
Because he took you for a ride 
And because time was on his side 
And because I . . . 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I'LL BE YOUR BABY TONIGHT

 Close your eyes, close the door, 
You don't have to worry any more. 
I'll be your baby tonight. 
 
Shut the light, shut the shade, 
You don't have to be afraid. 
I'll be your baby tonight. 
 
Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away, 
We're gonna forget it. 
That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon, 
But we're gonna let it, 
You won't regret it. 
 
Kick your shoes off, do not fear, 
Bring that bottle over here. 
I'll be your baby tonight. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I'LL BE YOUR BABY TONIGHT

 Close your eyes, close the door, 
You don't have to worry any more. 
I'll be your baby tonight. 
 
Shut the light, shut the shade, 
You don't have to be afraid. 
I'll be your baby tonight. 
 
Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away, 
We're gonna forget it. 
That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon, 
But we're gonna let it, 
You won't regret it. 
 
Kick your shoes off, do not fear, 
Bring that bottle over here. 
I'll be your baby tonight

 

BOB DYLAN
I'LL BE YOUR BABY TONIGHT

 Close your eyes, close the door, 
You don't have to worry any more. 
I'll be your baby tonight. 
 
Shut the light, shut the shade, 
You don't have to be afraid. 
I'll be your baby tonight. 
 
Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away, 
We're gonna forget it. 
That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon, 
But we're gonna let it, 
You won't regret it. 
 
Kick your shoes off, do not fear, 
Bring that bottle over here. 
I'll be your baby tonight. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I'LL BE YOUR BABY TONIGHT

 Close your eyes, close the door, 
You don't have to worry any more. 
I'll be your baby tonight. 
 
Shut the light, shut the shade, 
You don't have to be afraid. 
I'll be your baby tonight. 
 
Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away, 
We're gonna forget it. 
That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon, 
But we're gonna let it, 
You won't regret it. 
 
Kick your shoes off, do not fear, 
Bring that bottle over here. 
I'll be your baby tonight. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I'LL BE YOUR BABY TONIGHT

 Close your eyes, close the door, 
You don't have to worry any more. 
I'll be your baby tonight. 
 
Shut the light, shut the shade, 
You don't have to be afraid. 
I'll be your baby tonight. 
 
Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away, 
We're gonna forget it. 
That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon, 
But we're gonna let it, 
You won't regret it. 
 
Kick your shoes off, do not fear, 
Bring that bottle over here. 
I'll be your baby tonight. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I'LL KEEP IT WITH MINE

 You will search, babe, 
At any cost. 
But how long, babe, 
Can you search for what's not lost? 
Ev'rybody will help you, 
Some people are very kind. 
But if I can save you any time, 
Come on, give it to me, 
I'll keep it with mine. 
 
I can't help it 
If you might think I'm odd, 
If I say I'm not loving you for what you are 
But for what you're not. 
Everybody will help you 
Discover what you set out to find. 
But if I can save you any time, 
Come on, give it to me, 
I'll keep it with mine. 
 
The train leaves 
At half past ten, 
But it'll be back tomorrow, 
Same time again. 
The conductor he's weary, 
He's still stuck on the line. 
But if I can save you any time, 
Come on, give it to me, 
I'll keep it with mine. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I'LL KEEP IT WITH MINE

 You will search, babe, 
At any cost. 
But how long, babe, 
Can you search for what's not lost? 
Ev'rybody will help you, 
Some people are very kind. 
But if I can save you any time, 
Come on, give it to me, 
I'll keep it with mine. 
 
I can't help it 
If you might think I'm odd, 
If I say I'm not loving you for what you are 
But for what you're not. 
Everybody will help you 
Discover what you set out to find. 
But if I can save you any time, 
Come on, give it to me, 
I'll keep it with mine. 
 
The train leaves 
At half past ten, 
But it'll be back tomorrow, 
Same time again. 
The conductor he's weary, 
He's still stuck on the line. 
But if I can save you any time, 
Come on, give it to me, 
I'll keep it with mine. 


 

BOB DYLAN
I'LL REMEMBER YOU

 I'll remember you 
When I've forgotten all the rest, 
You to me were true, 
You to me were the best. 
When there is no more, 
You cut to the core 
Quicker than anyone I knew. 
When I'm all alone 
In the great unknown, 
I'll remember you. 
 
I'll remember you 
At the end of the trail, 
I had so much left to do, 
I had so little time to fail. 
There's some people that 
You don't forget, 
Even though you've only seen'm 
One time or two. 
When the roses fade 
And I'm in the shade, 
I'll remember you. 
 
Didn't I, didn't I try to love you? 
Didn't I, didn't I try to care? 
Didn't I sleep, didn't I weep beside you 
With the rain blowing in your hair? 
 
I'll remember you 
When the wind blows through the piney wood. 
It was you who came right through, 
It was you who understood. 
Though I'd never say 
That I done it the way 
That you'd have liked me to. 
In the end, 
My dear sweet friend, 
I'll remember you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IDIOT WIND

 Someone's got it in for me, they're planting stories in the press 
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out but when they will I can only guess. 
They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy, 
She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me. 
I can't help it if I'm lucky. 
 
People see me all the time and they just can't remember how to act 
Their minds are filled with big ideas, images and distorted facts. 
Even you, yesterday you had to ask me where it was at, 
I couldn't believe after all these years, you didn't know me better than that 
Sweet lady. 
 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your mouth, 
Blowing down the backroads headin' south. 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth, 
You're an idiot, babe. 
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe. 
 
I ran into the fortune teller, who said beware of lightning that might strike 
I haven't known peace and quiet for so long I can't remember what it's like. 
There's a lone soldier on the cross, smoke pourin' out of a boxcar door, 
You didn't know it, you didn't think it could be done, in the final end he won the wars 
After losin' every battle. 
 
I woke up on the roadside, daydreamin' 'bout the way things sometimes are 
Visions of your chestnut mare shoot through my head and are makin' me see stars. 
You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies. 
One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes, 
Blood on your saddle. 
 
Idiot wind, blowing through the flowers on your tomb, 
Blowing through the curtains in your room. 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth, 
You're an idiot, babe. 
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe. 
 
It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart 
You tamed the lion in my cage but it just wasn't enough to change my heart. 
Now everything's a little upside down, as a matter of fact the wheels have stopped, 
What's good is bad, what's bad is good, you'll find out when you reach the top 
You're on the bottom. 
 
I noticed at the ceremony, your corrupt ways had finally made you blind 
I can't remember your face anymore, your mouth has changed, your eyes 
don't look into mine. 
The priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone faced while the building 
burned. 
I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees, while the springtime 
turned Slowly into autumn. 
 
Idiot wind, blowing like a circle around my skull, 
From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Capitol. 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth, 
You're an idiot, babe. 
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe. 
 
I can't feel you anymore, I can't even touch the books you've read 
Every time I crawl past your door, I been wishin' I was somebody else instead. 
Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy, 
I followed you beneath the stars, hounded by your memory 
And all your ragin' glory. 
 
I been double crossed now for the very last time and now I'm finally free, 
I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me. 
You'll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above, 
And I'll never know the same about you, your holiness or your kind of love, 
And it makes me feel so sorry. 
 
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats, 
Blowing through the letters that we wrote. 
Idiot wind, blowing through the dust upon our shelves, 
We're idiots, babe. 
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IDIOT WIND

 Someone's got it in for me, they're planting stories in the press 
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out but when they will I can only guess. 
They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy, 
She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me. 
I can't help it if I'm lucky. 
 
People see me all the time and they just can't remember how to act 
Their minds are filled with big ideas, images and distorted facts. 
Even you, yesterday you had to ask me where it was at, 
I couldn't believe after all these years, you didn't know me better than that 
Sweet lady. 
 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your mouth, 
Blowing down the backroads headin' south. 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth, 
You're an idiot, babe. 
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe. 
 
I ran into the fortune teller, who said beware of lightning that might strike 
I haven't known peace and quiet for so long I can't remember what it's like. 
There's a lone soldier on the cross, smoke pourin' out of a boxcar door, 
You didn't know it, you didn't think it could be done, in the final end he won the wars 
After losin' every battle. 
 
I woke up on the roadside, daydreamin' 'bout the way things sometimes are 
Visions of your chestnut mare shoot through my head and are makin' me see stars. 
You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies. 
One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes, 
Blood on your saddle. 
 
Idiot wind, blowing through the flowers on your tomb, 
Blowing through the curtains in your room. 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth, 
You're an idiot, babe. 
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe. 
 
It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart 
You tamed the lion in my cage but it just wasn't enough to change my heart. 
Now everything's a little upside down, as a matter of fact the wheels have stopped, 
What's good is bad, what's bad is good, you'll find out when you reach the top 
You're on the bottom. 
 
I noticed at the ceremony, your corrupt ways had finally made you blind 
I can't remember your face anymore, your mouth has changed, your eyes 
don't look into mine. 
The priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone faced while the building 
burned. 
I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees, while the springtime 
turned Slowly into autumn. 
 
Idiot wind, blowing like a circle around my skull, 
From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Capitol. 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth, 
You're an idiot, babe. 
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe. 
 
I can't feel you anymore, I can't even touch the books you've read 
Every time I crawl past your door, I been wishin' I was somebody else instead. 
Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy, 
I followed you beneath the stars, hounded by your memory 
And all your ragin' glory. 
 
I been double crossed now for the very last time and now I'm finally free, 
I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me. 
You'll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above, 
And I'll never know the same about you, your holiness or your kind of love, 
And it makes me feel so sorry. 
 
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats, 
Blowing through the letters that we wrote. 
Idiot wind, blowing through the dust upon our shelves, 
We're idiots, babe. 
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IDIOT WIND

 Someone's got it in for me, they're planting stories in the press 
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out but when they will I can only guess. 
They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy, 
She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me. 
I can't help it if I'm lucky. 
 
People see me all the time and they just can't remember how to act 
Their minds are filled with big ideas, images and distorted facts. 
Even you, yesterday you had to ask me where it was at, 
I couldn't believe after all these years, you didn't know me better than that 
Sweet lady. 
 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your mouth, 
Blowing down the backroads headin' south. 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth, 
You're an idiot, babe. 
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe. 
 
I ran into the fortune teller, who said beware of lightning that might strike 
I haven't known peace and quiet for so long I can't remember what it's like. 
There's a lone soldier on the cross, smoke pourin' out of a boxcar door, 
You didn't know it, you didn't think it could be done, in the final end he won the wars 
After losin' every battle. 
 
I woke up on the roadside, daydreamin' 'bout the way things sometimes are 
Visions of your chestnut mare shoot through my head and are makin' me see stars. 
You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies. 
One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes, 
Blood on your saddle. 
 
Idiot wind, blowing through the flowers on your tomb, 
Blowing through the curtains in your room. 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth, 
You're an idiot, babe. 
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe. 
 
It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart 
You tamed the lion in my cage but it just wasn't enough to change my heart. 
Now everything's a little upside down, as a matter of fact the wheels have stopped, 
What's good is bad, what's bad is good, you'll find out when you reach the top 
You're on the bottom. 
 
I noticed at the ceremony, your corrupt ways had finally made you blind 
I can't remember your face anymore, your mouth has changed, your eyes 
don't look into mine. 
The priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone faced while the building 
burned. 
I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees, while the springtime 
turned Slowly into autumn. 
 
Idiot wind, blowing like a circle around my skull, 
From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Capitol. 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth, 
You're an idiot, babe. 
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe. 
 
I can't feel you anymore, I can't even touch the books you've read 
Every time I crawl past your door, I been wishin' I was somebody else instead. 
Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy, 
I followed you beneath the stars, hounded by your memory 
And all your ragin' glory. 
 
I been double crossed now for the very last time and now I'm finally free, 
I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me. 
You'll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above, 
And I'll never know the same about you, your holiness or your kind of love, 
And it makes me feel so sorry. 
 
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats, 
Blowing through the letters that we wrote. 
Idiot wind, blowing through the dust upon our shelves, 
We're idiots, babe. 
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IF DOGS RUN FREE

 If dogs run free, then why not we 
Across the swooping plain? 
My ears hear a symphony 
Of two mules, trains and rain. 
The best is always yet to come, 
That's what they explain to me. 
Just do your thing, you'll be king, 
If dogs run free. 
 
If dogs run free, why not me 
Across the swamp of time? 
My mind weaves a symphony 
And tapestry of rhyme. 
Oh, winds which rush my tale to thee 
So it may flow and be, 
To each his own, it's all unknown, 
If dogs run free. 
 
If dogs run free, then what must be, 
Must be, and that is all. 
True love can make a blade of grass 
Stand up straight and tall. 
In harmony with the cosmic sea, 
True love needs no company, 
It can cure the soul, it can make it whole, 
If dogs run free. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IF NOT FOR YOU

 If not for you, 
Babe, I couldn't find the door, 
Couldn't even see the floor, 
I'd be sad and blue, 
If not for you. 
 
If not for you, 
Babe, I'd lay awake all night, 
Wait for the mornin' light 
To shine in through, 
But it would not be new, 
If not for you. 
 
If not for you 
My sky would fall, 
Rain would gather too. 
Without your love I'd be nowhere at all, 
I'd be lost if not for you, 
And you know it's true. 
 
If not for you 
My sky would fall, 
Rain would gather too. 
Without your love I'd be nowhere at all, 
Oh! What would I do 
If not for you. 
 
If not for you, 
Winter would have no spring, 
Couldn't hear the robin sing, 
I just wouldn't have a clue, 
Anyway it wouldn't ring true, 
If not for you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IF NOT FOR YOU

 If not for you, 
Babe, I couldn't find the door, 
Couldn't even see the floor, 
I'd be sad and blue, 
If not for you. 
 
If not for you, 
Babe, I'd lay awake all night, 
Wait for the mornin' light 
To shine in through, 
But it would not be new, 
If not for you. 
 
If not for you 
My sky would fall, 
Rain would gather too. 
Without your love I'd be nowhere at all, 
I'd be lost if not for you, 
And you know it's true. 
 
If not for you 
My sky would fall, 
Rain would gather too. 
Without your love I'd be nowhere at all, 
Oh! What would I do 
If not for you. 
 
If not for you, 
Winter would have no spring, 
Couldn't hear the robin sing, 
I just wouldn't have a clue, 
Anyway it wouldn't ring true, 
If not for you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IF NOT FOR YOU

 If not for you, 
Babe, I couldn't find the door, 
Couldn't even see the floor, 
I'd be sad and blue, 
If not for you. 
 
If not for you, 
Babe, I'd lay awake all night, 
Wait for the mornin' light 
To shine in through, 
But it would not be new, 
If not for you. 
 
If not for you 
My sky would fall, 
Rain would gather too. 
Without your love I'd be nowhere at all, 
I'd be lost if not for you, 
And you know it's true. 
 
If not for you 
My sky would fall, 
Rain would gather too. 
Without your love I'd be nowhere at all, 
Oh! What would I do 
If not for you. 
 
If not for you, 
Winter would have no spring, 
Couldn't hear the robin sing, 
I just wouldn't have a clue, 
Anyway it wouldn't ring true, 
If not for you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IF NOT FOR YOU

 If not for you, 
Babe, I couldn't find the door, 
Couldn't even see the floor, 
I'd be sad and blue, 
If not for you. 
 
If not for you, 
Babe, I'd lay awake all night, 
Wait for the mornin' light 
To shine in through, 
But it would not be new, 
If not for you. 
 
If not for you 
My sky would fall, 
Rain would gather too. 
Without your love I'd be nowhere at all, 
I'd be lost if not for you, 
And you know it's true. 
 
If not for you 
My sky would fall, 
Rain would gather too. 
Without your love I'd be nowhere at all, 
Oh! What would I do 
If not for you. 
 
If not for you, 
Winter would have no spring, 
Couldn't hear the robin sing, 
I just wouldn't have a clue, 
Anyway it wouldn't ring true, 
If not for you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IF NOT FOR YOU

 If not for you, 
Babe, I couldn't find the door, 
Couldn't even see the floor, 
I'd be sad and blue, 
If not for you. 
 
If not for you, 
Babe, I'd lay awake all night, 
Wait for the mornin' light 
To shine in through, 
But it would not be new, 
If not for you. 
 
If not for you 
My sky would fall, 
Rain would gather too. 
Without your love I'd be nowhere at all, 
I'd be lost if not for you, 
And you know it's true. 
 
If not for you 
My sky would fall, 
Rain would gather too. 
Without your love I'd be nowhere at all, 
Oh! What would I do 
If not for you. 
 
If not for you, 
Winter would have no spring, 
Couldn't hear the robin sing, 
I just wouldn't have a clue, 
Anyway it wouldn't ring true, 
If not for you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IF YOU GOTTA GO, GO NOW

 Listen to me, baby, 
There's something you must see. 
I want to be with you, gal, 
If you want to be with me. 
 
But if you got to go, 
It's all right. 
But if you got to go, go now, 
Or else you gotta stay all night. 
 
It ain't that I'm questionin' you. 
To take part in any quiz. 
It's just that I ain't got no watch 
An' you keep askin' me what time it is. 
 
But if you got to go, 
It's all right. 
But if you got to go, go now, 
Or else you gotta stay all night. 
 
I am just a poor boy, baby, 
Lookin' to connect. 
But I certainly don't want you thinkin' 
That I ain't got any respect. 
 
But if you got to go, 
It's all right. 
But if you got to go, go now, 
Or else you gotta stay all night. 
 
You know I'd have nightmares 
And a guilty conscience, too, 
If I kept you from anything 
That you really wanted to do. 
 
But if you got to go, 
It's all right. 
But if you got to go, go now, 
Or else you gotta stay all night. 
 
It ain't that I'm wantin' 
Anything you never gave before. 
It's just that I'll be sleepin' soon, 
It'll be too dark for you to find the door. 
 
But if you got to go, 
It's all right. 
But if you got to go, go now, 
Or else you gotta stay all night. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IF YOU SEE HER, SAY HELLO

 If you see her, say hello, she might be in Tangier 
She left here last early spring, is livin' there, I hear 
Say for me that I'm all right though things get kind of slow 
She might think that I've forgotten her, don't tell her it isn't so. 
 
We had a falling out, like lovers often will 
And to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chill 
And though our separation, it pierced me to the heart 
She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart. 
 
If you get close to her, kiss her once for me 
I always have respected her for busting out and gettin' free 
Oh, whatever makes her happy, I won't stand in the way 
Though the bitter taste still lingers on from the night I tried to make her stay. 
 
I see a lot of people as I make the rounds 
And I hear her name here and there as I go from town to town 
And I've never gotten used to it, I've just learned to turn it off 
Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft. 
 
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past 
I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast 
If she's passin' back this way, I'm not that hard to find 
Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.

 

BOB DYLAN
IF YOU SEE HER, SAY HELLO

 If you see her, say hello, she might be in Tangier 
She left here last early spring, is livin' there, I hear 
Say for me that I'm all right though things get kind of slow 
She might think that I've forgotten her, don't tell her it isn't so. 
 
We had a falling out, like lovers often will 
And to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chill 
And though our separation, it pierced me to the heart 
She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart. 
 
If you get close to her, kiss her once for me 
I always have respected her for busting out and gettin' free 
Oh, whatever makes her happy, I won't stand in the way 
Though the bitter taste still lingers on from the night I tried to make her stay. 
 
I see a lot of people as I make the rounds 
And I hear her name here and there as I go from town to town 
And I've never gotten used to it, I've just learned to turn it off 
Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft. 
 
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past 
I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast 
If she's passin' back this way, I'm not that hard to find 
Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IN MY TIME OF DYIN'

 Well, in my time of dying don't want nobody to mourn 
All I want for you to do is take my body home 
Well, well, well, so I can die easy 
Well, well, well 
Well, well, well, so I can die easy 
Jesus gonna make up, Jesus gonna make up 
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed. 
 
Well, meet me Jesus, meet me, meet me in the middle of the air 
If these wings should fail to me, 
Lord, won't you meet me with another girl ? 
Well, well, well, so I can die easy 
Well, well, well 
Well, well, well, so I can die easy 
Jesus gonna make up, Jesus gonna make up 
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed. 
 
Lord, in my time of dying don't want nobody to cry 
All I want you to do is take me when I die 
Well, well, well, so I can die easy 
Well, well, well 
Well, well, well, so I can die easy 
Jesus gonna make up, Jesus gonna make up 
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IN SEARCH OF LITTLE SADIE

 Went out last night to take a little round. 
I met my little Sadie and I brought her down. 
I ran right home and I went to bed 
With a forty four smokeless under my head. 
 
I began to think what a deed I'd done. 
I grabbed my hat and I began to run. 
I made a god run but I ran too slow; 
They overtook me down in Jericho 
 
Standing on a corner a ringin' my bell, 
Up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville. 
He said 'Young man is you name Brown? 
Remember you blowed Sadie down. 
 
 Oh yes sir, my name is Lee. 
I murdered little Sadie in the first degree. 
First degree and second degree. 
If you've got any papers will you serve them to me? 
 
Well they took me down town and they dressed me in black, 
They put me on a train and they sent me back. 
I had no one to go my bail; 
They crammed me back into the county jail. 
 
Oh, yes they did. 
The judge and the jury they took their stand. 
The judge had the papers in his right hand. 
 
Forty one days, forty one nights; 
Forty one years to wear the ball and the stripes; 
Oh, no! 
 
Went out last night to take a little round. 
I met little Sadie and I blowed her down. 
I ran right home and I went to bed, 
A forty four smokeless under my head. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IN THE GARDEN

 When they came for Him in the garden, did they know? 
When they came for Him in the garden, did they know? 
Did they know He was the Son of God, did they know that He was Lord? 
Did they hear when He told Peter, Peter, put up your sword ? 
When they came for Him in the garden, did they know? 
When they came for Him in the garden, did they know? 
 
When He spoke to them in the city, did they hear? 
When He spoke to them in the city, did they hear? 
Nicodemus came at night so he wouldn't be seen by men 
Saying, Master, tell me why a man must be born again. 
When He spoke to them in the city, did they hear? 
When He spoke to them in the city, did they hear? 
 
When He healed the blind and crippled, did they see? 
When He healed the blind and crippled, did they see? 
When He said, Pick up your bed and walk, why must you criticize? 
Same thing My Father do, I can do likewise. 
When He healed the blind and crippled, did they see? 
When He healed the blind and crippled, did they see? 
 
Did they speak out against Him, did they dare? 
Did they speak out against Him, did they dare? 
The multitude wanted to make Him king, put a crown upon His head 
Why did He slip away to a quiet place instead? 
Did they speak out against Him, did they dare? 
Did they speak out against Him, did they dare? 
 
When He rose from the dead, did they believe? 
When He rose from the dead, did they believe? 
He said, All power is given to Me in heaven and on earth. 
Did they know right then and there what that power was worth? 
When He rose from the dead, did they believe? 
When He rose from the dead, did they believe? 
 
When He rose from the dead, did they believe? 
When He rose from the dead, did they believe? 
He said, All power is given to Me in heaven and on earth. 
Did they know right then and there what that power was worth? 
When He rose from the dead, did they believe? 
When He rose from the dead, did they believe? 


 

BOB DYLAN
IN THE SUMMERTIME

 I was in your presence for an hour or so 
Or was it a day? I truly don't know. 
Where the sun never set, where the trees hung low 
By that soft and shining sea. 
Did you respect me for what I did 
Or for what I didn't do, or for keeping it hid? 
Did I lose my mind when I tried to get rid 
Of everything you see? 
 
In the summertime, ah in the summertime, 
In the summertime when you were with me. 
 
I got the heart and you got the blood, 
We cut through iron and we cut through mud. 
Then came the warnin' that was before the flood 
That set everybody free. 
Fools they made a mock of sin, 
Our loyalty they tried to win 
But you were closer to me than my next of kin 
When they didn't want to know or see. 
 
In the summertime, ah in the summertime, 
In the summertime when you were with me. 
 
Strangers, they meddled in our affairs, 
Poverty and shame was theirs. 
But all that sufferin' was not to be compared 
With the glory that is to be. 
And I'm still carrying the gift you gave, 
It's a part of me now, it's been cherished and saved, 
It'll be with me unto the grave 
And then unto eternity. 
 
In the summertime, ah in the summertime, 
In the summertime when you were with me.

 

BOB DYLAN
INTRODUCTION BY KRIS KRISTOFFERSON

 

 

BOB DYLAN
ISIS

 I married Isis on the fifth day of May, 
But I could not hold on to her very long. 
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away 
For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong. 
 
I came to a high place of darkness and light. 
The dividing line ran through the center of town. 
I hitched up my pony to a post on the right, 
Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down. 
 
A man in the corner approached me for a match. 
I knew right away he was not ordinary. 
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch? 
I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary. 
 
We set out that night for the cold in the North. 
I gave him my blanket, he gave me his word. 
I said, Where are we goin'? He said we'd be back by the fourth. 
I said, That's the best news that I've ever heard. 
 
I was thinkin' about turquoise, I was thinkin' about gold, 
I was thinkin' about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace. 
As we rode through the canyons, through the devilish cold, 
I was thinkin' about Isis, how she thought I was so reckless. 
 
How she told me that one day we would meet up again, 
And things would be different the next time we wed, 
If I only could hang on and just be her friend. 
I still can't remember all the best things she said. 
 
We came to the pyramids all embedded in ice. 
He said, There's a body I'm tryin' to find. 
If I carry it out it'll bring a good price. 
'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind. 
 
The wind it was howlin' and the snow was outrageous. 
We chopped through the night and we chopped through the dawn. 
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious, 
But I made up my mind that I had to go on. 
 
I broke into the tomb, but the casket was empty. 
There was no jewels, no nothin', I felt I'd been had. 
When I saw that my partner was just bein' friendly, 
When I took up his offer I must a been mad. 
 
I picked up his body and I dragged him inside, 
Threw him down in the hole and I put back the cover. 
I said a quick prayer and I felt satisfied. 
Then I rode back to find Isis just to tell her I love her. 
 
She was there in the meadow where the creek used to rise. 
Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed, 
I came in from the East with the sun in my eyes. 
I cursed her one time then I rode on ahead. 
 
She said, Where ya been? I said, No place special. 
She said, You look different. I said, Well, not quite. 
She said, You been gone. I said, That's only natural. 
She said, You gonna stay? I said, Yeah, I jes might. 
 
Isis, oh, Isis, you mystical child. 
What drives me to you is what drives me insane. 
I still can remember the way that you smiled 
On the fifth day of May in the drizzlin' rain. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ISIS

 I married Isis on the fifth day of May, 
But I could not hold on to her very long. 
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away 
For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong. 
 
I came to a high place of darkness and light. 
The dividing line ran through the center of town. 
I hitched up my pony to a post on the right, 
Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down. 
 
A man in the corner approached me for a match. 
I knew right away he was not ordinary. 
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch? 
I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary. 
 
We set out that night for the cold in the North. 
I gave him my blanket, he gave me his word. 
I said, Where are we goin'? He said we'd be back by the fourth. 
I said, That's the best news that I've ever heard. 
 
I was thinkin' about turquoise, I was thinkin' about gold, 
I was thinkin' about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace. 
As we rode through the canyons, through the devilish cold, 
I was thinkin' about Isis, how she thought I was so reckless. 
 
How she told me that one day we would meet up again, 
And things would be different the next time we wed, 
If I only could hang on and just be her friend. 
I still can't remember all the best things she said. 
 
We came to the pyramids all embedded in ice. 
He said, There's a body I'm tryin' to find. 
If I carry it out it'll bring a good price. 
'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind. 
 
The wind it was howlin' and the snow was outrageous. 
We chopped through the night and we chopped through the dawn. 
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious, 
But I made up my mind that I had to go on. 
 
I broke into the tomb, but the casket was empty. 
There was no jewels, no nothin', I felt I'd been had. 
When I saw that my partner was just bein' friendly, 
When I took up his offer I must a been mad. 
 
I picked up his body and I dragged him inside, 
Threw him down in the hole and I put back the cover. 
I said a quick prayer and I felt satisfied. 
Then I rode back to find Isis just to tell her I love her. 
 
She was there in the meadow where the creek used to rise. 
Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed, 
I came in from the East with the sun in my eyes. 
I cursed her one time then I rode on ahead. 
 
She said, Where ya been? I said, No place special. 
She said, You look different. I said, Well, not quite. 
She said, You been gone. I said, That's only natural. 
She said, You gonna stay? I said, Yeah, I jes might. 
 
Isis, oh, Isis, you mystical child. 
What drives me to you is what drives me insane. 
I still can remember the way that you smiled 
On the fifth day of May in the drizzlin' rain. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ISIS

 I married Isis on the fifth day of May, 
But I could not hold on to her very long. 
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away 
For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong. 
 
I came to a high place of darkness and light. 
The dividing line ran through the center of town. 
I hitched up my pony to a post on the right, 
Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down. 
 
A man in the corner approached me for a match. 
I knew right away he was not ordinary. 
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch? 
I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary. 
 
We set out that night for the cold in the North. 
I gave him my blanket, he gave me his word. 
I said, Where are we goin'? He said we'd be back by the fourth. 
I said, That's the best news that I've ever heard. 
 
I was thinkin' about turquoise, I was thinkin' about gold, 
I was thinkin' about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace. 
As we rode through the canyons, through the devilish cold, 
I was thinkin' about Isis, how she thought I was so reckless. 
 
How she told me that one day we would meet up again, 
And things would be different the next time we wed, 
If I only could hang on and just be her friend. 
I still can't remember all the best things she said. 
 
We came to the pyramids all embedded in ice. 
He said, There's a body I'm tryin' to find. 
If I carry it out it'll bring a good price. 
'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind. 
 
The wind it was howlin' and the snow was outrageous. 
We chopped through the night and we chopped through the dawn. 
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious, 
But I made up my mind that I had to go on. 
 
I broke into the tomb, but the casket was empty. 
There was no jewels, no nothin', I felt I'd been had. 
When I saw that my partner was just bein' friendly, 
When I took up his offer I must a been mad. 
 
I picked up his body and I dragged him inside, 
Threw him down in the hole and I put back the cover. 
I said a quick prayer and I felt satisfied. 
Then I rode back to find Isis just to tell her I love her. 
 
She was there in the meadow where the creek used to rise. 
Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed, 
I came in from the East with the sun in my eyes. 
I cursed her one time then I rode on ahead. 
 
She said, Where ya been? I said, No place special. 
She said, You look different. I said, Well, not quite. 
She said, You been gone. I said, That's only natural. 
She said, You gonna stay? I said, Yeah, I jes might. 
 
Isis, oh, Isis, you mystical child. 
What drives me to you is what drives me insane. 
I still can remember the way that you smiled 
On the fifth day of May in the drizzlin' rain. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT AIN'T ME, BABE

 Go 'way from my window, 
Leave at your own chosen speed. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I'm not the one you need. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Never weak but always strong, 
To protect you an' defend you 
Whether you are right or wrong, 
Someone to open each and every door, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go lightly from the ledge, babe, 
Go lightly on the ground. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I will only let you down. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Who will promise never to part, 
Someone to close his eyes for you, 
Someone to close his heart, 
Someone who will die for you an' more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go melt back into the night, babe, 
Everything inside is made of stone. 
There's nothing in here moving 
An' anyway I'm not alone. 
You say you're looking for someone 
Who'll pick you up each time you fall, 
To gather flowers constantly 
An' to come each time you call, 
A lover for your life an' nothing more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT AIN'T ME, BABE

 Go 'way from my window, 
Leave at your own chosen speed. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I'm not the one you need. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Never weak but always strong, 
To protect you an' defend you 
Whether you are right or wrong, 
Someone to open each and every door, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go lightly from the ledge, babe, 
Go lightly on the ground. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I will only let you down. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Who will promise never to part, 
Someone to close his eyes for you, 
Someone to close his heart, 
Someone who will die for you an' more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go melt back into the night, babe, 
Everything inside is made of stone. 
There's nothing in here moving 
An' anyway I'm not alone. 
You say you're looking for someone 
Who'll pick you up each time you fall, 
To gather flowers constantly 
An' to come each time you call, 
A lover for your life an' nothing more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT AIN'T ME, BABE

 Go 'way from my window, 
Leave at your own chosen speed. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I'm not the one you need. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Never weak but always strong, 
To protect you an' defend you 
Whether you are right or wrong, 
Someone to open each and every door, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go lightly from the ledge, babe, 
Go lightly on the ground. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I will only let you down. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Who will promise never to part, 
Someone to close his eyes for you, 
Someone to close his heart, 
Someone who will die for you an' more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go melt back into the night, babe, 
Everything inside is made of stone. 
There's nothing in here moving 
An' anyway I'm not alone. 
You say you're looking for someone 
Who'll pick you up each time you fall, 
To gather flowers constantly 
An' to come each time you call, 
A lover for your life an' nothing more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT AIN'T ME, BABE

 Go 'way from my window, 
Leave at your own chosen speed. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I'm not the one you need. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Never weak but always strong, 
To protect you an' defend you 
Whether you are right or wrong, 
Someone to open each and every door, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go lightly from the ledge, babe, 
Go lightly on the ground. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I will only let you down. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Who will promise never to part, 
Someone to close his eyes for you, 
Someone to close his heart, 
Someone who will die for you an' more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go melt back into the night, babe, 
Everything inside is made of stone. 
There's nothing in here moving 
An' anyway I'm not alone. 
You say you're looking for someone 
Who'll pick you up each time you fall, 
To gather flowers constantly 
An' to come each time you call, 
A lover for your life an' nothing more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT AIN'T ME, BABE

 Go 'way from my window, 
Leave at your own chosen speed. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I'm not the one you need. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Never weak but always strong, 
To protect you an' defend you 
Whether you are right or wrong, 
Someone to open each and every door, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go lightly from the ledge, babe, 
Go lightly on the ground. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I will only let you down. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Who will promise never to part, 
Someone to close his eyes for you, 
Someone to close his heart, 
Someone who will die for you an' more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go melt back into the night, babe, 
Everything inside is made of stone. 
There's nothing in here moving 
An' anyway I'm not alone. 
You say you're looking for someone 
Who'll pick you up each time you fall, 
To gather flowers constantly 
An' to come each time you call, 
A lover for your life an' nothing more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT AIN'T ME, BABE

 Go 'way from my window, 
Leave at your own chosen speed. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I'm not the one you need. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Never weak but always strong, 
To protect you an' defend you 
Whether you are right or wrong, 
Someone to open each and every door, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go lightly from the ledge, babe, 
Go lightly on the ground. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I will only let you down. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Who will promise never to part, 
Someone to close his eyes for you, 
Someone to close his heart, 
Someone who will die for you an' more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go melt back into the night, babe, 
Everything inside is made of stone. 
There's nothing in here moving 
An' anyway I'm not alone. 
You say you're looking for someone 
Who'll pick you up each time you fall, 
To gather flowers constantly 
An' to come each time you call, 
A lover for your life an' nothing more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT AIN'T ME, BABE

 Go 'way from my window, 
Leave at your own chosen speed. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I'm not the one you need. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Never weak but always strong, 
To protect you an' defend you 
Whether you are right or wrong, 
Someone to open each and every door, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go lightly from the ledge, babe, 
Go lightly on the ground. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I will only let you down. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Who will promise never to part, 
Someone to close his eyes for you, 
Someone to close his heart, 
Someone who will die for you an' more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go melt back into the night, babe, 
Everything inside is made of stone. 
There's nothing in here moving 
An' anyway I'm not alone. 
You say you're looking for someone 
Who'll pick you up each time you fall, 
To gather flowers constantly 
An' to come each time you call, 
A lover for your life an' nothing more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT AIN'T ME, BABE

 Go 'way from my window, 
Leave at your own chosen speed. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I'm not the one you need. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Never weak but always strong, 
To protect you an' defend you 
Whether you are right or wrong, 
Someone to open each and every door, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go lightly from the ledge, babe, 
Go lightly on the ground. 
I'm not the one you want, babe, 
I will only let you down. 
You say you're lookin' for someone 
Who will promise never to part, 
Someone to close his eyes for you, 
Someone to close his heart, 
Someone who will die for you an' more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 
 
Go melt back into the night, babe, 
Everything inside is made of stone. 
There's nothing in here moving 
An' anyway I'm not alone. 
You say you're looking for someone 
Who'll pick you up each time you fall, 
To gather flowers constantly 
An' to come each time you call, 
A lover for your life an' nothing more, 
But it ain't me, babe, 
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe, 
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT HURTS ME TOO

 So run here baby, put your little hands in mine 
I've got something to tell you 
I know you're gonna change your mind 
When things go wrong, so wrong with you 
It hurts me too. 
 
I want you, baby, just to understand 
I don't wanna be your boss, baby 
I just wanna be your man 
When things go wrong, so wrong with you 
It hurts me too. 
 
Now when you go home, you don't have to get along 
Come back to me, baby 
Where I live that's where you belong 
When things go wrong, so wrong with you 
It hurts me too. 
 
I love you baby, and you know that it's true 
I wouldn't mistreat you, baby 
Nothing in this world is like you 
Yes, when things go wrong, so wrong with you 
It hurts me too 
When things go wrong, so wrong with you 
It hurts me too. 
 
So run here baby, put your little hands in mine 
I've got something to tell you, baby 
I know you're gonna change your mind 
When things go wrong, so wrong with you 
Don't you know, really, don't you know it hurts me too. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT TAKES A LOT TO LAUGH, IT TAKES A TRAIN TO CRY

 Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby, 
Can't buy a thrill. 
Well, I've been up all night, baby, 
Leanin' on the window sill. 
Well, if I die 
On top of the hill 
And if I don't make it, 
You know my baby will. 
 
Don't the moon look good, mama, 
Shinin' through the trees? 
Don't the brakeman look good, mama, 
Flagging down the Double E ? 
Don't the sun look good 
Goin' down over the sea? 
Don't my gal look fine 
When she's comin' after me? 
 
Now the wintertime is coming, 
The windows are filled with frost. 
I went to tell everybody, 
But I could not get across. 
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, 
I don't wanna be your boss. 
Don't say I never warned you 
When your train gets lost. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT TAKES A LOT TO LAUGH, IT TAKES A TRAIN TO CRY

 Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby, 
Can't buy a thrill. 
Well, I've been up all night, baby, 
Leanin' on the window sill. 
Well, if I die 
On top of the hill 
And if I don't make it, 
You know my baby will. 
 
Don't the moon look good, mama, 
Shinin' through the trees? 
Don't the brakeman look good, mama, 
Flagging down the Double E ? 
Don't the sun look good 
Goin' down over the sea? 
Don't my gal look fine 
When she's comin' after me? 
 
Now the wintertime is coming, 
The windows are filled with frost. 
I went to tell everybody, 
But I could not get across. 
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, 
I don't wanna be your boss. 
Don't say I never warned you 
When your train gets lost. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT TAKES A LOT TO LAUGH, IT TAKES A TRAIN TO CRY

 Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby, 
Can't buy a thrill. 
Well, I've been up all night, baby, 
Leanin' on the window sill. 
Well, if I die 
On top of the hill 
And if I don't make it, 
You know my baby will. 
 
Don't the moon look good, mama, 
Shinin' through the trees? 
Don't the brakeman look good, mama, 
Flagging down the Double E ? 
Don't the sun look good 
Goin' down over the sea? 
Don't my gal look fine 
When she's comin' after me? 
 
Now the wintertime is coming, 
The windows are filled with frost. 
I went to tell everybody, 
But I could not get across. 
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, 
I don't wanna be your boss. 
Don't say I never warned you 
When your train gets lost. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT'S ALL OVER NOW, BABY BLUE

 You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. 
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. 
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, 
Crying like a fire in the sun. 
Look out the saints are comin' through 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. 
Take what you have gathered from coincidence. 
The empty handed painter from your streets 
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. 
This sky, too, is folding under you 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. 
All your reindeer armies, are all going home. 
The lover who just walked out your door 
Has taken all his blankets from the floor. 
The carpet, too, is moving under you 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. 
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you. 
The vagabond who's rapping at your door 
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore. 
Strike another match, go start anew 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT'S ALL OVER NOW, BABY BLUE

 You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. 
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. 
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, 
Crying like a fire in the sun. 
Look out the saints are comin' through 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. 
Take what you have gathered from coincidence. 
The empty handed painter from your streets 
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. 
This sky, too, is folding under you 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. 
All your reindeer armies, are all going home. 
The lover who just walked out your door 
Has taken all his blankets from the floor. 
The carpet, too, is moving under you 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. 
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you. 
The vagabond who's rapping at your door 
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore. 
Strike another match, go start anew 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT'S ALL OVER NOW, BABY BLUE

 You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. 
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. 
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, 
Crying like a fire in the sun. 
Look out the saints are comin' through 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. 
Take what you have gathered from coincidence. 
The empty handed painter from your streets 
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. 
This sky, too, is folding under you 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. 
All your reindeer armies, are all going home. 
The lover who just walked out your door 
Has taken all his blankets from the floor. 
The carpet, too, is moving under you 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. 
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you. 
The vagabond who's rapping at your door 
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore. 
Strike another match, go start anew 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT'S ALL OVER NOW, BABY BLUE

 You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. 
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. 
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, 
Crying like a fire in the sun. 
Look out the saints are comin' through 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. 
Take what you have gathered from coincidence. 
The empty handed painter from your streets 
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. 
This sky, too, is folding under you 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. 
All your reindeer armies, are all going home. 
The lover who just walked out your door 
Has taken all his blankets from the floor. 
The carpet, too, is moving under you 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. 
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you. 
The vagabond who's rapping at your door 
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore. 
Strike another match, go start anew 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT'S ALL OVER NOW, BABY BLUE

 You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. 
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. 
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, 
Crying like a fire in the sun. 
Look out the saints are comin' through 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. 
Take what you have gathered from coincidence. 
The empty handed painter from your streets 
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. 
This sky, too, is folding under you 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. 
All your reindeer armies, are all going home. 
The lover who just walked out your door 
Has taken all his blankets from the floor. 
The carpet, too, is moving under you 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. 
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you. 
The vagabond who's rapping at your door 
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore. 
Strike another match, go start anew 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT'S ALL OVER NOW, BABY BLUE

 You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. 
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. 
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, 
Crying like a fire in the sun. 
Look out the saints are comin' through 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. 
Take what you have gathered from coincidence. 
The empty handed painter from your streets 
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. 
This sky, too, is folding under you 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. 
All your reindeer armies, are all going home. 
The lover who just walked out your door 
Has taken all his blankets from the floor. 
The carpet, too, is moving under you 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. 
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you. 
The vagabond who's rapping at your door 
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore. 
Strike another match, go start anew 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT'S ALRIGHT, MA (I'M ONLY BLEEDING)

 Darkness at the break of noon 
Shadows even the silver spoon 
The handmade blade, the child's balloon 
Eclipses both the sun and moon 
To understand you know too soon 
There is no sense in trying. 
 
Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn 
Suicide remarks are torn 
From the fool's gold mouthpiece 
The hollow horn plays wasted words 
Proves to warn 
That he not busy being born 
Is busy dying. 
 
Temptation's page flies out the door 
You follow, find yourself at war 
Watch waterfalls of pity roar 
You feel to moan but unlike before 
You discover 
That you'd just be 
One more person crying. 
 
So don't fear if you hear 
A foreign sound to your ear 
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. 
 
As some warn victory, some downfall 
Private reasons great or small 
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call 
To make all that should be killed to crawl 
While others say don't hate nothing at all 
Except hatred. 
 
Disillusioned words like bullets bark 
As human gods aim for their mark 
Made everything from toy guns that spark 
To flesh colored Christs that glow in the dark 
It's easy to see without looking too far 
That not much 
Is really sacred. 
 
While preachers preach of evil fates 
Teachers teach that knowledge waits 
Can lead to hundred dollar plates 
Goodness hides behind its gates 
But even the president of the United States 
Sometimes must have 
To stand naked. 
 
An' though the rules of the road have been lodged 
It's only people's games that you got to dodge 
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. 
 
Advertising signs that con you 
Into thinking you're the one 
That can do what's never been done 
That can win what's never been won 
Meantime life outside goes on 
All around you. 
 
You lose yourself, you reappear 
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear 
Alone you stand with nobody near 
When a trembling distant voice, unclear 
Startles your sleeping ears to hear 
That somebody thinks 
They really found you. 
 
A question in your nerves is lit 
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy 
Insure you not to quit 
To keep it in your mind and not fergit 
That it is not he or she or them or it 
That you belong to. 
 
Although the masters make the rules 
For the wise men and the fools 
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to. 
 
For them that must obey authority 
That they do not respect in any degree 
Who despise their jobs, their destinies 
Speak jealously of them that are free 
Cultivate their flowers to be 
Nothing more than something 
They invest in. 
 
While some on principles baptized 
To strict party platform ties 
Social clubs in drag disguise 
Outsiders they can freely criticize 
Tell nothing except who to idolize 
And then say God bless him. 
 
While one who sings with his tongue on fire 
Gargles in the rat race choir 
Bent out of shape from society's pliers 
Cares not to come up any higher 
But rather get you down in the hole 
That he's in. 
 
But I mean no harm nor put fault 
On anyone that lives in a vault 
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him. 
 
Old lady judges watch people in pairs 
Limited in sex, they dare 
To push fake morals, insult and stare 
While money doesn't talk, it swears 
Obscenity, who really cares 
Propaganda, all is phony. 
 
While them that defend what they cannot see 
With a killer's pride, security 
It blows the minds most bitterly 
For them that think death's honesty 
Won't fall upon them naturally 
Life sometimes 
Must get lonely. 
 
My eyes collide head on with stuffed graveyards 
False gods, I scuff 
At pettiness which plays so rough 
Walk upside down inside handcuffs 
Kick my legs to crash it off 
Say okay, I have had enough 
What else can you show me? 
 
And if my thought dreams could be seen 
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine 
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT'S ALRIGHT, MA (I'M ONLY BLEEDING)

 Darkness at the break of noon 
Shadows even the silver spoon 
The handmade blade, the child's balloon 
Eclipses both the sun and moon 
To understand you know too soon 
There is no sense in trying. 
 
Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn 
Suicide remarks are torn 
From the fool's gold mouthpiece 
The hollow horn plays wasted words 
Proves to warn 
That he not busy being born 
Is busy dying. 
 
Temptation's page flies out the door 
You follow, find yourself at war 
Watch waterfalls of pity roar 
You feel to moan but unlike before 
You discover 
That you'd just be 
One more person crying. 
 
So don't fear if you hear 
A foreign sound to your ear 
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. 
 
As some warn victory, some downfall 
Private reasons great or small 
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call 
To make all that should be killed to crawl 
While others say don't hate nothing at all 
Except hatred. 
 
Disillusioned words like bullets bark 
As human gods aim for their mark 
Made everything from toy guns that spark 
To flesh colored Christs that glow in the dark 
It's easy to see without looking too far 
That not much 
Is really sacred. 
 
While preachers preach of evil fates 
Teachers teach that knowledge waits 
Can lead to hundred dollar plates 
Goodness hides behind its gates 
But even the president of the United States 
Sometimes must have 
To stand naked. 
 
An' though the rules of the road have been lodged 
It's only people's games that you got to dodge 
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. 
 
Advertising signs that con you 
Into thinking you're the one 
That can do what's never been done 
That can win what's never been won 
Meantime life outside goes on 
All around you. 
 
You lose yourself, you reappear 
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear 
Alone you stand with nobody near 
When a trembling distant voice, unclear 
Startles your sleeping ears to hear 
That somebody thinks 
They really found you. 
 
A question in your nerves is lit 
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy 
Insure you not to quit 
To keep it in your mind and not fergit 
That it is not he or she or them or it 
That you belong to. 
 
Although the masters make the rules 
For the wise men and the fools 
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to. 
 
For them that must obey authority 
That they do not respect in any degree 
Who despise their jobs, their destinies 
Speak jealously of them that are free 
Cultivate their flowers to be 
Nothing more than something 
They invest in. 
 
While some on principles baptized 
To strict party platform ties 
Social clubs in drag disguise 
Outsiders they can freely criticize 
Tell nothing except who to idolize 
And then say God bless him. 
 
While one who sings with his tongue on fire 
Gargles in the rat race choir 
Bent out of shape from society's pliers 
Cares not to come up any higher 
But rather get you down in the hole 
That he's in. 
 
But I mean no harm nor put fault 
On anyone that lives in a vault 
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him. 
 
Old lady judges watch people in pairs 
Limited in sex, they dare 
To push fake morals, insult and stare 
While money doesn't talk, it swears 
Obscenity, who really cares 
Propaganda, all is phony. 
 
While them that defend what they cannot see 
With a killer's pride, security 
It blows the minds most bitterly 
For them that think death's honesty 
Won't fall upon them naturally 
Life sometimes 
Must get lonely. 
 
My eyes collide head on with stuffed graveyards 
False gods, I scuff 
At pettiness which plays so rough 
Walk upside down inside handcuffs 
Kick my legs to crash it off 
Say okay, I have had enough 
What else can you show me? 
 
And if my thought dreams could be seen 
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine 
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT'S ALRIGHT, MA (I'M ONLY BLEEDING)

 Darkness at the break of noon 
Shadows even the silver spoon 
The handmade blade, the child's balloon 
Eclipses both the sun and moon 
To understand you know too soon 
There is no sense in trying. 
 
Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn 
Suicide remarks are torn 
From the fool's gold mouthpiece 
The hollow horn plays wasted words 
Proves to warn 
That he not busy being born 
Is busy dying. 
 
Temptation's page flies out the door 
You follow, find yourself at war 
Watch waterfalls of pity roar 
You feel to moan but unlike before 
You discover 
That you'd just be 
One more person crying. 
 
So don't fear if you hear 
A foreign sound to your ear 
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. 
 
As some warn victory, some downfall 
Private reasons great or small 
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call 
To make all that should be killed to crawl 
While others say don't hate nothing at all 
Except hatred. 
 
Disillusioned words like bullets bark 
As human gods aim for their mark 
Made everything from toy guns that spark 
To flesh colored Christs that glow in the dark 
It's easy to see without looking too far 
That not much 
Is really sacred. 
 
While preachers preach of evil fates 
Teachers teach that knowledge waits 
Can lead to hundred dollar plates 
Goodness hides behind its gates 
But even the president of the United States 
Sometimes must have 
To stand naked. 
 
An' though the rules of the road have been lodged 
It's only people's games that you got to dodge 
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. 
 
Advertising signs that con you 
Into thinking you're the one 
That can do what's never been done 
That can win what's never been won 
Meantime life outside goes on 
All around you. 
 
You lose yourself, you reappear 
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear 
Alone you stand with nobody near 
When a trembling distant voice, unclear 
Startles your sleeping ears to hear 
That somebody thinks 
They really found you. 
 
A question in your nerves is lit 
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy 
Insure you not to quit 
To keep it in your mind and not fergit 
That it is not he or she or them or it 
That you belong to. 
 
Although the masters make the rules 
For the wise men and the fools 
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to. 
 
For them that must obey authority 
That they do not respect in any degree 
Who despise their jobs, their destinies 
Speak jealously of them that are free 
Cultivate their flowers to be 
Nothing more than something 
They invest in. 
 
While some on principles baptized 
To strict party platform ties 
Social clubs in drag disguise 
Outsiders they can freely criticize 
Tell nothing except who to idolize 
And then say God bless him. 
 
While one who sings with his tongue on fire 
Gargles in the rat race choir 
Bent out of shape from society's pliers 
Cares not to come up any higher 
But rather get you down in the hole 
That he's in. 
 
But I mean no harm nor put fault 
On anyone that lives in a vault 
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him. 
 
Old lady judges watch people in pairs 
Limited in sex, they dare 
To push fake morals, insult and stare 
While money doesn't talk, it swears 
Obscenity, who really cares 
Propaganda, all is phony. 
 
While them that defend what they cannot see 
With a killer's pride, security 
It blows the minds most bitterly 
For them that think death's honesty 
Won't fall upon them naturally 
Life sometimes 
Must get lonely. 
 
My eyes collide head on with stuffed graveyards 
False gods, I scuff 
At pettiness which plays so rough 
Walk upside down inside handcuffs 
Kick my legs to crash it off 
Say okay, I have had enough 
What else can you show me? 
 
And if my thought dreams could be seen 
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine 
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only. 


 

BOB DYLAN
IT'S ALRIGHT, MA (I'M ONLY BLEEDING)

 Darkness at the break of noon 
Shadows even the silver spoon 
The handmade blade, the child's balloon 
Eclipses both the sun and moon 
To understand you know too soon 
There is no sense in trying. 
 
Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn 
Suicide remarks are torn 
From the fool's gold mouthpiece 
The hollow horn plays wasted words 
Proves to warn 
That he not busy being born 
Is busy dying. 
 
Temptation's page flies out the door 
You follow, find yourself at war 
Watch waterfalls of pity roar 
You feel to moan but unlike before 
You discover 
That you'd just be 
One more person crying. 
 
So don't fear if you hear 
A foreign sound to your ear 
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. 
 
As some warn victory, some downfall 
Private reasons great or small 
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call 
To make all that should be killed to crawl 
While others say don't hate nothing at all 
Except hatred. 
 
Disillusioned words like bullets bark 
As human gods aim for their mark 
Made everything from toy guns that spark 
To flesh colored Christs that glow in the dark 
It's easy to see without looking too far 
That not much 
Is really sacred. 
 
While preachers preach of evil fates 
Teachers teach that knowledge waits 
Can lead to hundred dollar plates 
Goodness hides behind its gates 
But even the president of the United States 
Sometimes must have 
To stand naked. 
 
An' though the rules of the road have been lodged 
It's only people's games that you got to dodge 
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. 
 
Advertising signs that con you 
Into thinking you're the one 
That can do what's never been done 
That can win what's never been won 
Meantime life outside goes on 
All around you. 
 
You lose yourself, you reappear 
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear 
Alone you stand with nobody near 
When a trembling distant voice, unclear 
Startles your sleeping ears to hear 
That somebody thinks 
They really found you. 
 
A question in your nerves is lit 
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy 
Insure you not to quit 
To keep it in your mind and not fergit 
That it is not he or she or them or it 
That you belong to. 
 
Although the masters make the rules 
For the wise men and the fools 
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to. 
 
For them that must obey authority 
That they do not respect in any degree 
Who despise their jobs, their destinies 
Speak jealously of them that are free 
Cultivate their flowers to be 
Nothing more than something 
They invest in. 
 
While some on principles baptized 
To strict party platform ties 
Social clubs in drag disguise 
Outsiders they can freely criticize 
Tell nothing except who to idolize 
And then say God bless him. 
 
While one who sings with his tongue on fire 
Gargles in the rat race choir 
Bent out of shape from society's pliers 
Cares not to come up any higher 
But rather get you down in the hole 
That he's in. 
 
But I mean no harm nor put fault 
On anyone that lives in a vault 
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him. 
 
Old lady judges watch people in pairs 
Limited in sex, they dare 
To push fake morals, insult and stare 
While money doesn't talk, it swears 
Obscenity, who really cares 
Propaganda, all is phony. 
 
While them that defend what they cannot see 
With a killer's pride, security 
It blows the minds most bitterly 
For them that think death's honesty 
Won't fall upon them naturally 
Life sometimes 
Must get lonely. 
 
My eyes collide head on with stuffed graveyards 
False gods, I scuff 
At pettiness which plays so rough 
Walk upside down inside handcuffs 
Kick my legs to crash it off 
Say okay, I have had enough 
What else can you show me? 
 
And if my thought dreams could be seen 
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine 
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JACK A ROE

 Oh, there was a wealthy merchant, in London he did dwell. 
He had a lovely daughter, the truth to you I'll tell, 
Oh, the truth to you I'll tell. 
 
She had sweethearts a plenty and men of high degree. 
There was none but Jackie Frazier, her true love e'er to be, 
Oh, her true love e'er to be. 
 
 Oh daughter, oh daughter, your body I will confine. 
If none but Jack the sailor would ever suit your mind, 
Oh, would ever suit your mind. 
 
 This body you may imprison, my heart you can't confine. 
There's none but Jack the sailor would have this heart of mine, 
Oh, would have this heart of mine. 
 
Now Jackie's gone sailing with trouble on his mind. 
To leave his native country and his darling girl behind, 
Oh, his darling girl behind. 
 
She went into the tailor shop and dressed in men's array, 
Then she went into the vessel to convey herself away, 
Oh, convey herself away. 
 
 Before you step onboard, sir, your name I'd like to know. 
She smiled all in her countenance, said, They call me Jack A Roe, 
Oh, they call me Jack A Roe. 
 
 Your waist is light and slender, your fingers neat and small, 
Your cheeks too red and rosy for to face the cannonball, 
Oh, to face the cannonball. 
 
 I know my waist is slender and my fingers they are small, 
But they would not make me tremble for to see ten thousand fall, 
Oh, to see ten thousand fall. 
 
The war soon being over, they hunted all around. 
Among the dead and dying her darling love she found, 
Oh, her darling love she found. 
 
She picked him up all in her arms and carries him to town, 
And sent for her physician to quickly heal his wounds, 
Oh, to quickly heal his wounds. 
 
This couple, they got married, so well they did agree, 
This couple they got married, so why not you and me, 
Oh, so why not you and me. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JET PILOT

 Well, she's got Jet Pilot eyes from her hips on down. 
All the bombardiers are trying to force her out of town. 
She's five feet nine and she carries a monkey wrench. 
She weighs more by the foot than she does by the inch. 
She got all the downtown boys, all at her command 
But you've got to watch her closely 'cause she ain't no woman 
She's a man. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JIM JONES

 1. Come and listen for a moment, lads, 
And hear me tell my tale. 
How across the sea from England 
I was condemned to sail. 
Now the jury found me guilty, 
Then says the judge, says he, 
 Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm sending you 
Across the stormy sea. 
But take a tip before you ship 
To join the iron gang. 
Don't get too gay in Botany Bay, 
Or else you'll surely hang. 
Or else you'll surely hang, says he. 
 And after that, Jim Jones, 
It's high above on the gallows tree 
The crows will pick your bones. 
 
2. And our ship was high upon the sea 
Then pirates came along, 
But the soldiers on our convict ship 
Were full five hundred strong. 
For they opened fire and somehow drove 
That pirate ship away. 
But I'd rather have joined that pirate ship 
Tan gone to Botany Bay. 
With the storms ragin' round us, 
And the winds a blowin' gale, 
I'd rather have drowned in misery 
Than gone to New South Wales. 
 
3. Now it's day and night and the irons clang, 
And like poor galley slaves 
We toil and toil, and when we die 
Must fill dishonored graves, 
And it's by and by I'll slip my chains, 
Well, into the bush I'll go 
And I'll join the bravest rankers there, 
Jack Donohue and co. 
And some dark night, when everything 
Is silent in the town 
I'll shoot those tyrants one and all, 
I'll gun the flogger down. 
Oh, I'll give the land a little shock, 
Remember what I say, 
And they'll yet regret they've sent Jim Jones 
In chains to Botany Bay. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JOEY

 Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when 
Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion 
Always on the outside of whatever side there was 
When they asked him why it had to be that way, Well, he answered, just because. 
 
Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to last. 
They called Joe Crazy, the baby they called Kid Blast. 
Some say they lived off gambling and runnin' numbers too. 
It always seemed they got caught between the mob and the men in blue. 
 
Joey, Joey, 
King of the streets, child of clay. 
Joey, Joey, 
What made them want to come and blow you away? 
 
There was talk they killed their rivals, but the truth was far from that 
No one ever knew for sure where they were really at. 
When they tried to strangle Larry, Joey almost hit the roof. 
He went out that night to seek revenge, thinkin' he was bulletproof. 
 
The war broke out at the break of dawn, it emptied out the streets 
Joey and his brothers suffered terrible defeats 
Till they ventured out behind the lines and took five prisoners. 
They stashed them away in a basement, called them amateurs. 
 
The hostages were tremblin' when they heard a man exclaim, 
 Let's blow this place to kingdom come, let Con Edison take the blame. 
But Joey stepped up, he raised his hand, said, We're not those kind of men. 
It's peace and quiet that we need to go back to work again. 
 
Joey, Joey, 
King of the streets, child of clay. 
Joey, Joey, 
What made them want to come and blow you away? 
 
The police department hounded him, they called him Mr. Smith 
They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with. 
 What time is it? said the judge to Joey when they met 
 Five to ten, said Joey. The judge says, That's exactly what you get. 
 
He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich 
They threw him in the hole one time for tryin' to stop a strike. 
His closest friends were black men 'cause they seemed to understand 
What it's like to be in society with a shackle on your hand. 
 
When they let him out in '71 he'd lost a little weight 
But he dressed like Jimmy Cagney and I swear he did look great. 
He tried to find the way back into the life he left behind 
To the boss he said, I have returned and now I want what's mine. 
 
Joey, Joey, 
King of the streets, child of clay. 
Joey, Joey, 
Why did they have to come and blow you away? 
 
It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun 
 I'm around too many children, he'd say, they should never know of one. 
Yet he walked right into the clubhouse of his lifelong deadly foe, 
Emptied out the register, said, Tell 'em it was Crazy Joe. 
 
One day they blew him down in a clam bar in New York 
He could see it comin' through the door as he lifted up his fork. 
He pushed the table over to protect his family 
Then he staggered out into the streets of Little Italy. 
 
Joey, Joey, 
King of the streets, child of clay. 
Joey, Joey, 
What made them want to come and blow you away? 
 
Sister Jacqueline and Carmela and mother Mary all did weep. 
I heard his best friend Frankie say, He ain't dead, he's just asleep. 
Then I saw the old man's limousine head back towards the grave 
I guess he had to say one last goodbye to the son that he could not save. 
 
The sun turned cold over President Street and the town of Brooklyn mourned 
They said a mass in the old church near the house where he was born. 
And someday if God's in heaven overlookin' His preserve 
I know the men that shot him down will get what they deserve. 
 
Joey, Joey, 
King of the streets, child of clay. 
Joey, Joey, 
What made them want to come and blow you away? 


 

BOB DYLAN
JOEY

 Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when 
Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion 
Always on the outside of whatever side there was 
When they asked him why it had to be that way, Well, he answered, just because. 
 
Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to last. 
They called Joe Crazy, the baby they called Kid Blast. 
Some say they lived off gambling and runnin' numbers too. 
It always seemed they got caught between the mob and the men in blue. 
 
Joey, Joey, 
King of the streets, child of clay. 
Joey, Joey, 
What made them want to come and blow you away? 
 
There was talk they killed their rivals, but the truth was far from that 
No one ever knew for sure where they were really at. 
When they tried to strangle Larry, Joey almost hit the roof. 
He went out that night to seek revenge, thinkin' he was bulletproof. 
 
The war broke out at the break of dawn, it emptied out the streets 
Joey and his brothers suffered terrible defeats 
Till they ventured out behind the lines and took five prisoners. 
They stashed them away in a basement, called them amateurs. 
 
The hostages were tremblin' when they heard a man exclaim, 
 Let's blow this place to kingdom come, let Con Edison take the blame. 
But Joey stepped up, he raised his hand, said, We're not those kind of men. 
It's peace and quiet that we need to go back to work again. 
 
Joey, Joey, 
King of the streets, child of clay. 
Joey, Joey, 
What made them want to come and blow you away? 
 
The police department hounded him, they called him Mr. Smith 
They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with. 
 What time is it? said the judge to Joey when they met 
 Five to ten, said Joey. The judge says, That's exactly what you get. 
 
He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich 
They threw him in the hole one time for tryin' to stop a strike. 
His closest friends were black men 'cause they seemed to understand 
What it's like to be in society with a shackle on your hand. 
 
When they let him out in '71 he'd lost a little weight 
But he dressed like Jimmy Cagney and I swear he did look great. 
He tried to find the way back into the life he left behind 
To the boss he said, I have returned and now I want what's mine. 
 
Joey, Joey, 
King of the streets, child of clay. 
Joey, Joey, 
Why did they have to come and blow you away? 
 
It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun 
 I'm around too many children, he'd say, they should never know of one. 
Yet he walked right into the clubhouse of his lifelong deadly foe, 
Emptied out the register, said, Tell 'em it was Crazy Joe. 
 
One day they blew him down in a clam bar in New York 
He could see it comin' through the door as he lifted up his fork. 
He pushed the table over to protect his family 
Then he staggered out into the streets of Little Italy. 
 
Joey, Joey, 
King of the streets, child of clay. 
Joey, Joey, 
What made them want to come and blow you away? 
 
Sister Jacqueline and Carmela and mother Mary all did weep. 
I heard his best friend Frankie say, He ain't dead, he's just asleep. 
Then I saw the old man's limousine head back towards the grave 
I guess he had to say one last goodbye to the son that he could not save. 
 
The sun turned cold over President Street and the town of Brooklyn mourned 
They said a mass in the old church near the house where he was born. 
And someday if God's in heaven overlookin' His preserve 
I know the men that shot him down will get what they deserve. 
 
Joey, Joey, 
King of the streets, child of clay. 
Joey, Joey, 
What made them want to come and blow you away? 


 

BOB DYLAN
JOHN BROWN

 John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore. 
His mama sure was proud of him! 
He stood straight and tall in his uniform and all. 
His mama's face broke out all in a grin. 
 
 Oh son, you look so fine, I'm glad you're a son of mine, 
You make me proud to know you hold a gun. 
Do what the captain says, lots of medals you will get, 
And we'll put them on the wall when you come home. 
 
As that old train pulled out, John's ma began to shout, 
Tellin' ev'ryone in the neighborhood: 
 That's my son that's about to go, he's a soldier now, you know. 
She made well sure her neighbors understood. 
 
She got a letter once in a while and her face broke into a smile 
As she showed them to the people from next door. 
And she bragged about her son with his uniform and gun, 
And these things you called a good old fashioned war. 
 
Oh! Good old fashioned war! 
 
Then the letters ceased to come, for a long time they did not come. 
They ceased to come for about ten months or more. 
Then a letter finally came saying, Go down and meet the train. 
Your son's a coming home from the war. 
 
She smiled and went right down, she looked everywhere around 
But she could not see her soldier son in sight. 
But as all the people passed, she saw her son at last, 
When she did she could hardly believe her eyes. 
 
Oh his face was all shot up and his hand was all blown off 
And he wore a metal brace around his waist. 
He whispered kind of slow, in a voice she did not know, 
While she couldn't even recognize his face! 
 
Oh! Lord! Not even recognize his face. 
 
 Oh tell me, my darling son, pray tell me what they done. 
How is it you come to be this way? 
He tried his best to talk but his mouth could hardly move 
And the mother had to turn her face away. 
 
 Don't you remember, Ma, when I went off to war 
You thought it was the best thing I could do? 
I was on the battleground, you were home . . . acting proud. 
You wasn't there standing in my shoes. 
 
 Oh, and I thought when I was there, God, what am I doing here? 
I'm a tryin' to kill somebody or die tryin'. 
But the thing that scared me most was when my enemy came close 
And I saw that his face looked just like mine. 
 
Oh! Lord! Just like mine! 
 
 And I couldn't help but think, through the thunder rolling and stink, 
That I was just a puppet in a play. 
And through the roar and smoke, this string is finally broke, 
And a cannon ball blew my eyes away. 
 
As he turned away to walk, his Ma was still in shock 
At seein' the metal brace that helped him stand. 
But as he turned to go, he called his mother close 
And he dropped his medals down into her hand. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JOHN WESLEY HARDING

 John Wesley Harding 
Was a friend to the poor, 
He trav'led with a gun in ev'ry hand. 
All along this countryside, 
He opened a many a door, 
But he was never known 
To hurt an honest man. 
 
'Twas down in Chaynee County, 
A time they talk about, 
With his lady by his side 
He took a stand. 
And soon the situation there 
Was all but straightened out, 
For he was always known 
To lend a helping hand. 
 
All across the telegraph 
His name it did resound, 
But no charge held against him 
Could they prove. 
And there was no man around 
Who could track or chain him down, 
He was never known 
To make a foolish move. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JOKERMAN

 Standing on the waters casting your bread 
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing. 
Distant ships sailing into the mist, 
You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing. 
Freedom just around the corner for you 
But with the truth so far off, what good will it do? 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 
 
So swiftly the sun sets in the sky, 
You rise up and say goodbye to no one. 
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread, 
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one. 
Shedding off one more layer of skin, 
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within. 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 
 
You're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds, 
Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister. 
You're going to Sodom and Gomorrah 
But what do you care? Ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister. 
Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame, 
You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name. 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 
 
Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy, 
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers. 
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk white steed, 
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features. 
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space, 
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face. 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh. oh. oh. Jokerman. 
 
Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame, 
Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain. 
Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks, 
Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain, 
False hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin, 
Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in. 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 
 
It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray, 
A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet. 
He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat, 
Take the motherless children off the street 
And place them at the feet of a harlot. 
Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants, 
Oh, Jokerman, you don't show any response. 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JOKERMAN

 Standing on the waters casting your bread 
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing. 
Distant ships sailing into the mist, 
You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing. 
Freedom just around the corner for you 
But with the truth so far off, what good will it do? 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 
 
So swiftly the sun sets in the sky, 
You rise up and say goodbye to no one. 
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread, 
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one. 
Shedding off one more layer of skin, 
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within. 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 
 
You're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds, 
Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister. 
You're going to Sodom and Gomorrah 
But what do you care? Ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister. 
Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame, 
You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name. 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 
 
Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy, 
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers. 
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk white steed, 
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features. 
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space, 
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face. 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh. oh. oh. Jokerman. 
 
Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame, 
Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain. 
Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks, 
Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain, 
False hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin, 
Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in. 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 
 
It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray, 
A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet. 
He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat, 
Take the motherless children off the street 
And place them at the feet of a harlot. 
Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants, 
Oh, Jokerman, you don't show any response. 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JOKERMAN

 Standing on the waters casting your bread 
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing. 
Distant ships sailing into the mist, 
You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing. 
Freedom just around the corner for you 
But with the truth so far off, what good will it do? 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 
 
So swiftly the sun sets in the sky, 
You rise up and say goodbye to no one. 
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread, 
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one. 
Shedding off one more layer of skin, 
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within. 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 
 
You're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds, 
Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister. 
You're going to Sodom and Gomorrah 
But what do you care? Ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister. 
Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame, 
You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name. 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 
 
Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy, 
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers. 
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk white steed, 
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features. 
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space, 
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face. 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh. oh. oh. Jokerman. 
 
Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame, 
Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain. 
Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks, 
Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain, 
False hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin, 
Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in. 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 
 
It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray, 
A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet. 
He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat, 
Take the motherless children off the street 
And place them at the feet of a harlot. 
Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants, 
Oh, Jokerman, you don't show any response. 
 
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, 
Bird fly high by the light of the moon, 
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JUST LIKE A WOMAN

 Nobody feels any pain 
Tonight as I stand inside the rain 
Ev'rybody knows 
That Baby's got new clothes 
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows 
Have fallen from her curls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
Queen Mary, she's my friend 
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again 
Nobody has to guess 
That Baby can't be blessed 
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest 
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
It was raining from the first 
And I was dying there of thirst 
So I came in here 
And your long time curse hurts 
But what's worse 
Is this pain in here 
I can't stay in here 
Ain't it clear that 
 
I just can't fit 
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit 
When we meet again 
Introduced as friends 
Please don't let on that you knew me when 
I was hungry and it was your world. 
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do 
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do 
Then you ache just like a woman 
But you break just like a little girl. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JUST LIKE A WOMAN

 Nobody feels any pain 
Tonight as I stand inside the rain 
Ev'rybody knows 
That Baby's got new clothes 
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows 
Have fallen from her curls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
Queen Mary, she's my friend 
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again 
Nobody has to guess 
That Baby can't be blessed 
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest 
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
It was raining from the first 
And I was dying there of thirst 
So I came in here 
And your long time curse hurts 
But what's worse 
Is this pain in here 
I can't stay in here 
Ain't it clear that 
 
I just can't fit 
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit 
When we meet again 
Introduced as friends 
Please don't let on that you knew me when 
I was hungry and it was your world. 
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do 
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do 
Then you ache just like a woman 
But you break just like a little girl. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JUST LIKE A WOMAN

 Nobody feels any pain 
Tonight as I stand inside the rain 
Ev'rybody knows 
That Baby's got new clothes 
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows 
Have fallen from her curls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
Queen Mary, she's my friend 
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again 
Nobody has to guess 
That Baby can't be blessed 
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest 
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
It was raining from the first 
And I was dying there of thirst 
So I came in here 
And your long time curse hurts 
But what's worse 
Is this pain in here 
I can't stay in here 
Ain't it clear that 
 
I just can't fit 
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit 
When we meet again 
Introduced as friends 
Please don't let on that you knew me when 
I was hungry and it was your world. 
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do 
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do 
Then you ache just like a woman 
But you break just like a little girl. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JUST LIKE A WOMAN

 Nobody feels any pain 
Tonight as I stand inside the rain 
Ev'rybody knows 
That Baby's got new clothes 
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows 
Have fallen from her curls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
Queen Mary, she's my friend 
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again 
Nobody has to guess 
That Baby can't be blessed 
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest 
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
It was raining from the first 
And I was dying there of thirst 
So I came in here 
And your long time curse hurts 
But what's worse 
Is this pain in here 
I can't stay in here 
Ain't it clear that 
 
I just can't fit 
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit 
When we meet again 
Introduced as friends 
Please don't let on that you knew me when 
I was hungry and it was your world. 
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do 
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do 
Then you ache just like a woman 
But you break just like a little girl. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JUST LIKE A WOMAN

 Nobody feels any pain 
Tonight as I stand inside the rain 
Ev'rybody knows 
That Baby's got new clothes 
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows 
Have fallen from her curls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
Queen Mary, she's my friend 
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again 
Nobody has to guess 
That Baby can't be blessed 
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest 
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
It was raining from the first 
And I was dying there of thirst 
So I came in here 
And your long time curse hurts 
But what's worse 
Is this pain in here 
I can't stay in here 
Ain't it clear that 
 
I just can't fit 
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit 
When we meet again 
Introduced as friends 
Please don't let on that you knew me when 
I was hungry and it was your world. 
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do 
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do 
Then you ache just like a woman 
But you break just like a little girl. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JUST LIKE A WOMAN

 Nobody feels any pain 
Tonight as I stand inside the rain 
Ev'rybody knows 
That Baby's got new clothes 
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows 
Have fallen from her curls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
Queen Mary, she's my friend 
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again 
Nobody has to guess 
That Baby can't be blessed 
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest 
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
It was raining from the first 
And I was dying there of thirst 
So I came in here 
And your long time curse hurts 
But what's worse 
Is this pain in here 
I can't stay in here 
Ain't it clear that 
 
I just can't fit 
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit 
When we meet again 
Introduced as friends 
Please don't let on that you knew me when 
I was hungry and it was your world. 
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do 
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do 
Then you ache just like a woman 
But you break just like a little girl. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JUST LIKE A WOMAN

 Nobody feels any pain 
Tonight as I stand inside the rain 
Ev'rybody knows 
That Baby's got new clothes 
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows 
Have fallen from her curls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
Queen Mary, she's my friend 
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again 
Nobody has to guess 
That Baby can't be blessed 
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest 
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
It was raining from the first 
And I was dying there of thirst 
So I came in here 
And your long time curse hurts 
But what's worse 
Is this pain in here 
I can't stay in here 
Ain't it clear that 
 
I just can't fit 
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit 
When we meet again 
Introduced as friends 
Please don't let on that you knew me when 
I was hungry and it was your world. 
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do 
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do 
Then you ache just like a woman 
But you break just like a little girl. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JUST LIKE A WOMAN

 Nobody feels any pain 
Tonight as I stand inside the rain 
Ev'rybody knows 
That Baby's got new clothes 
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows 
Have fallen from her curls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
Queen Mary, she's my friend 
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again 
Nobody has to guess 
That Baby can't be blessed 
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest 
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
It was raining from the first 
And I was dying there of thirst 
So I came in here 
And your long time curse hurts 
But what's worse 
Is this pain in here 
I can't stay in here 
Ain't it clear that 
 
I just can't fit 
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit 
When we meet again 
Introduced as friends 
Please don't let on that you knew me when 
I was hungry and it was your world. 
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do 
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do 
Then you ache just like a woman 
But you break just like a little girl. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JUST LIKE A WOMAN

 Nobody feels any pain 
Tonight as I stand inside the rain 
Ev'rybody knows 
That Baby's got new clothes 
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows 
Have fallen from her curls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
Queen Mary, she's my friend 
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again 
Nobody has to guess 
That Baby can't be blessed 
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest 
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does 
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does 
And she aches just like a woman 
But she breaks just like a little girl. 
 
It was raining from the first 
And I was dying there of thirst 
So I came in here 
And your long time curse hurts 
But what's worse 
Is this pain in here 
I can't stay in here 
Ain't it clear that 
 
I just can't fit 
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit 
When we meet again 
Introduced as friends 
Please don't let on that you knew me when 
I was hungry and it was your world. 
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do 
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do 
Then you ache just like a woman 
But you break just like a little girl. 


 

BOB DYLAN
JUST LIKE TOM THUMB'S BLUES

 When you're lost in the rain in Juarez 
And it's Eastertime too 
And your gravity fails 
And negativity don't pull you through 
Don't put on any airs 
When you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue 
They got some hungry women there 
And they really make a mess outa you 
 
Now if you see Saint Annie 
Please tell her thanks a lot 
I cannot move 
My fingers are all in a knot 
I don't have the strength 
To get up and take another shot 
And my best friend, my doctor 
Won't even say what it is I've got 
 
Sweet Melinda 
The peasants call her the goddess of gloom 
She speaks good English 
And she invites you up into her room 
And you're so kind 
And careful not to go to her too soon 
And she takes your voice 
And leaves you howling at the moon 
 
Up on Housing Project Hill 
It's either fortune or fame 
You must pick up one or the other 
Though neither of them are to be what they claim 
If you're lookin' to get silly 
You better go back to from where you came 
Because the cops don't need you 
And man they expect the same 
 
Now all the authorities 
They just stand around and boast 
How they blackmailed the sergeant at arms 
Into leaving his post 
And picking up Angel who 
Just arrived here from the coast 
Who looked so fine at first 
But left looking just like a ghost 
 
I started out on burgundy 
But soon hit the harder stuff 
Everybody said they'd stand behind me 
When the game got rough 
But the joke was on me 
There was nobody even there to call my bluff 
I'm going back to New York City 
I do believe I've had enough 


 

BOB DYLAN
JUST LIKE TOM THUMB'S BLUES

 When you're lost in the rain in Juarez 
And it's Eastertime too 
And your gravity fails 
And negativity don't pull you through 
Don't put on any airs 
When you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue 
They got some hungry women there 
And they really make a mess outa you 
 
Now if you see Saint Annie 
Please tell her thanks a lot 
I cannot move 
My fingers are all in a knot 
I don't have the strength 
To get up and take another shot 
And my best friend, my doctor 
Won't even say what it is I've got 
 
Sweet Melinda 
The peasants call her the goddess of gloom 
She speaks good English 
And she invites you up into her room 
And you're so kind 
And careful not to go to her too soon 
And she takes your voice 
And leaves you howling at the moon 
 
Up on Housing Project Hill 
It's either fortune or fame 
You must pick up one or the other 
Though neither of them are to be what they claim 
If you're lookin' to get silly 
You better go back to from where you came 
Because the cops don't need you 
And man they expect the same 
 
Now all the authorities 
They just stand around and boast 
How they blackmailed the sergeant at arms 
Into leaving his post 
And picking up Angel who 
Just arrived here from the coast 
Who looked so fine at first 
But left looking just like a ghost 
 
I started out on burgundy 
But soon hit the harder stuff 
Everybody said they'd stand behind me 
When the game got rough 
But the joke was on me 
There was nobody even there to call my bluff 
I'm going back to New York City 
I do believe I've had enough 


 

BOB DYLAN
JUST LIKE TOM THUMB'S BLUES

 When you're lost in the rain in Juarez 
And it's Eastertime too 
And your gravity fails 
And negativity don't pull you through 
Don't put on any airs 
When you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue 
They got some hungry women there 
And they really make a mess outa you 
 
Now if you see Saint Annie 
Please tell her thanks a lot 
I cannot move 
My fingers are all in a knot 
I don't have the strength 
To get up and take another shot 
And my best friend, my doctor 
Won't even say what it is I've got 
 
Sweet Melinda 
The peasants call her the goddess of gloom 
She speaks good English 
And she invites you up into her room 
And you're so kind 
And careful not to go to her too soon 
And she takes your voice 
And leaves you howling at the moon 
 
Up on Housing Project Hill 
It's either fortune or fame 
You must pick up one or the other 
Though neither of them are to be what they claim 
If you're lookin' to get silly 
You better go back to from where you came 
Because the cops don't need you 
And man they expect the same 
 
Now all the authorities 
They just stand around and boast 
How they blackmailed the sergeant at arms 
Into leaving his post 
And picking up Angel who 
Just arrived here from the coast 
Who looked so fine at first 
But left looking just like a ghost 
 
I started out on burgundy 
But soon hit the harder stuff 
Everybody said they'd stand behind me 
When the game got rough 
But the joke was on me 
There was nobody even there to call my bluff 
I'm going back to New York City 
I do believe I've had enough 


 

BOB DYLAN
JUST LIKE TOM THUMB'S BLUES

 When you're lost in the rain in Juarez 
And it's Eastertime too 
And your gravity fails 
And negativity don't pull you through 
Don't put on any airs 
When you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue 
They got some hungry women there 
And they really make a mess outa you 
 
Now if you see Saint Annie 
Please tell her thanks a lot 
I cannot move 
My fingers are all in a knot 
I don't have the strength 
To get up and take another shot 
And my best friend, my doctor 
Won't even say what it is I've got 
 
Sweet Melinda 
The peasants call her the goddess of gloom 
She speaks good English 
And she invites you up into her room 
And you're so kind 
And careful not to go to her too soon 
And she takes your voice 
And leaves you howling at the moon 
 
Up on Housing Project Hill 
It's either fortune or fame 
You must pick up one or the other 
Though neither of them are to be what they claim 
If you're lookin' to get silly 
You better go back to from where you came 
Because the cops don't need you 
And man they expect the same 
 
Now all the authorities 
They just stand around and boast 
How they blackmailed the sergeant at arms 
Into leaving his post 
And picking up Angel who 
Just arrived here from the coast 
Who looked so fine at first 
But left looking just like a ghost 
 
I started out on burgundy 
But soon hit the harder stuff 
Everybody said they'd stand behind me 
When the game got rough 
But the joke was on me 
There was nobody even there to call my bluff 
I'm going back to New York City 
I do believe I've had enough 


 

BOB DYLAN
KATIE'S BEEN GONE

 Katie's been gone since the spring time; 
She wrote one time'n sent her love. 
Katie's been gone for such a long time now. 
I wonder what kind of love she's thinkin' of. 
 
Dear Katie, 
If you can hear me, 
I can't wait to have ya near me. 
 
Oh, Katie, since ya caught that bus, 
Well, I just don't know how things are with us. 
I'm still here and you're out there. 
 
Katie laughed when I said I was lonely. 
She said, There's no need t'feel that way. 
Katie said that I was her only one, 
But then I wonder why she didn't wanna stay. 
 
Dear Katie, if I'm the only one, 
How much longer will you be gone? 
Oh, Katie, won't ya tell me straight: 
How much longer do I have to wait? 
 
I'll believe you, 
But please come through. 
I know it's wrong to be apart this long; 
You should be here, near me. 
 
Katie's been gone and now her face is slowly fading from my mind. 
She's gone to find some newer places, 
Left the old life far behind. 
Dear Katie, dont ya miss your home? 
I dont see why you had to roam. 
 
Dear Katie, since you've been away 
I lose a little something every day 
I need you here, but you're still out there. 
Dear Katie, please drop me a line, 
just write, Love, to tell me you're fine. 
 
Oh, Katie, if you can hear me, 
I just cant wait to have you near me. 
I can only think 
Where are you, 
What ya do, may be there's someone new. 


 

BOB DYLAN
KINGSPORT TOWN

 The winter wind is a blowing strong 
My hands have got no gloves 
I wish to my soul that I could see 
The girl I'm a thinking of 
 
Don't you remember me babe 
I remember you quite well 
You caused me to leave old Kingsport Town 
With a high sheriff on my trail 
 
High sheriff on my trail, boys 
High sheriff on my trail 
All because I'm falling for 
A curly headed dark eyed girl 
 
Who's a gonna stroke your cold black hair 
And sandy colored skin 
Who's a gonna kiss your Menphis lips 
When I'm out in the wind 
When I'm out in the wind, babe 
When I'm out in the wind 
Who's a gonna kiss your Memphis mouth 
When I'm out in the wind 
 
Who's a gonna walk you side by side 
And tell you everything's alright 
Who's a gonna sing to you all day long 
And not just in the night 
Who's a gonna walk you side by side 
Who's a gonna be your man 
Who's a gonna look you straight in the eye 
And hold your bad luck hand 
 
Hold your bad luck hand, babe 
Hold your bad luck hand 
Who's a gonna hold your hard luck hand 
And who's a gonna be your man 
 
The winter wind is a blowing strong 
My hands have got no gloves 
I wish to my soul I could see 
The girl I'm a thinking of. 


 

BOB DYLAN
KNOCKIN' ON HEAVEN'S DOOR

 Mama, take this badge off of me 
I can't use it anymore. 
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
 
Mama, put my guns in the ground 
I can't shoot them anymore. 
That long black cloud is comin' down 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 


 

BOB DYLAN
KNOCKIN' ON HEAVEN'S DOOR

 Mama, take this badge off of me 
I can't use it anymore. 
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
 
Mama, put my guns in the ground 
I can't shoot them anymore. 
That long black cloud is comin' down 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 


 

BOB DYLAN
KNOCKIN' ON HEAVEN'S DOOR

 Mama, take this badge off of me 
I can't use it anymore. 
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
 
Mama, put my guns in the ground 
I can't shoot them anymore. 
That long black cloud is comin' down 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

 

BOB DYLAN
KNOCKIN' ON HEAVEN'S DOOR

 Mama, take this badge off of me 
I can't use it anymore. 
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
 
Mama, put my guns in the ground 
I can't shoot them anymore. 
That long black cloud is comin' down 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

 

BOB DYLAN
KNOCKIN' ON HEAVEN'S DOOR

 Mama, take this badge off of me 
I can't use it anymore. 
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
 
Mama, put my guns in the ground 
I can't shoot them anymore. 
That long black cloud is comin' down 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 


 

BOB DYLAN
KNOCKIN' ON HEAVEN'S DOOR

 Mama, take this badge off of me 
I can't use it anymore. 
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
 
Mama, put my guns in the ground 
I can't shoot them anymore. 
That long black cloud is comin' down 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

 

BOB DYLAN
KNOCKIN' ON HEAVEN'S DOOR

 Mama, take this badge off of me 
I can't use it anymore. 
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
 
Mama, put my guns in the ground 
I can't shoot them anymore. 
That long black cloud is comin' down 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 


 

BOB DYLAN
KNOCKIN' ON HEAVEN'S DOOR

 Mama, take this badge off of me 
I can't use it anymore. 
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
 
Mama, put my guns in the ground 
I can't shoot them anymore. 
That long black cloud is comin' down 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

 

BOB DYLAN
KNOCKIN' ON HEAVEN'S DOOR

 Mama, take this badge off of me 
I can't use it anymore. 
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
 
Mama, put my guns in the ground 
I can't shoot them anymore. 
That long black cloud is comin' down 
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. 
 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door 


 

BOB DYLAN
LAST THOUGHTS ON WOODY GUTHRIE

 When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb 
When you think you're too old, too young, too smart or too dumb 
When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace 
In a slow motion crawl of life's busy race 
No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up 
If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup 
If the wind's got you sideways with with one hand holdin' on 
And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone 
And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it 
And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it 
And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long 
And you start walkin' backwards though you know its wrong 
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day 
And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away 
And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin' 
And yer rope is a slidin' 'cause yer hands are a drippin' 
And yer sun decked desert and evergreen valleys 
Turn to broken down slums and trash can alleys 
And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a pourin' 
And the lightnin's a flashing and the thunder's a crashin' 
And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a shakin' 
And yer whole world's a slammin' and bangin' 
And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm 
And to yourself you sometimes say 
 I never knew it was gonna be this way 
Why didn't they tell me the day I was born 
And you start gettin' chills and yer jumping from sweat 
And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet 
And yer knee deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air 
And the whole world's a watchin' with a window peek stare 
And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a flying 
And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin' 
And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet 
And you need it badly but it lays on the street 
And yer bell's bangin' loudly but you can't hear its beat 
And you think yer ears might a been hurt 
Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight blindin' dirt 
And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush 
When you were faked out an' fooled white facing a four flush 
And all the time you were holdin' three queens 
And it's makin you mad, it's makin' you mean 
Like in the middle of Life magazine 
Bouncin' around a pinball machine 
And there's something on yer mind you wanna be saying 
That somebody someplace oughta be hearin' 
But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head 
And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed 
And no matter how you try you just can't say it 
And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it 
And yer eyes get swimmy from the tears in yer head 
And yer pillows of feathers turn to blankets of lead 
And the lion's mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth 
And his jaws start closin with you underneath 
And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind 
And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign 
And you say to yourself just what am I doin' 
On this road I'm walkin', on this trail I'm turnin' 
On this curve I'm hanging 
On this pathway I'm strolling, in the space I'm taking 
In this air I'm inhaling 
Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard 
Why am I walking, where am I running 
What am I saying, what am I knowing 
On this guitar I'm playing, on this banjo I'm frailin' 
On this mandolin I'm strummin', in the song I'm singin' 
In the tune I'm hummin', in the words I'm writin' 
In the words that I'm thinkin' 
In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin' 
Who am I helping, what am I breaking 
What am I giving, what am I taking 
But you try with your whole soul best 
Never to think these thoughts and never to let 
Them kind of thoughts gain ground 
Or make yer heart pound 
But then again you know why they're around 
Just waiting for a chance to slip and drop down 
 Cause sometimes you hear'em when the night times comes creeping 
And you fear that they might catch you a sleeping 
And you jump from yer bed, from yer last chapter of dreamin' 
And you can't remember for the best of yer thinking 
If that was you in the dream that was screaming 
And you know that it's something special you're needin' 
And you know that there's no drug that'll do for the healin' 
And no liquor in the land to stop yer brain from bleeding 
And you need something special 
Yeah, you need something special all right 
You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track 
To shoot you someplace and shoot you back 
You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler 
That's been banging and booming and blowing forever 
That knows yer troubles a hundred times over 
You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race 
That won't laugh at yer looks 
Your voice or your face 
And by any number of bets in the book 
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze 
You need something to open up a new door 
To show you something you seen before 
But overlooked a hundred times or more 
You need something to open your eyes 
You need something to make it known 
That it's you and no one else that owns 
That spot that yer standing, that space that you're sitting 
That the world ain't got you beat 
That it ain't got you licked 
It can't get you crazy no matter how many 
Times you might get kicked 
You need something special all right 
You need something special to give you hope 
But hope's just a word 
That maybe you said or maybe you heard 
On some windy corner 'round a wide angled curve 
 
But that's what you need man, and you need it bad 
And yer trouble is you know it too good 
 Cause you look an' you start getting the chills 
 
 Cause you can't find it on a dollar bill 
And it ain't on Macy's window sill 
And it ain't on no rich kid's road map 
And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house 
And it ain't made in no Hollywood wheat germ 
And it ain't on that dimlit stage 
With that half wit comedian on it 
Ranting and raving and taking yer money 
And you thinks it's funny 
No you can't find it in no night club or no yacht club 
And it ain't in the seats of a supper club 
And sure as hell you're bound to tell 
That no matter how hard you rub 
You just ain't a gonna find it on yer ticket stub 
No, and it ain't in the rumors people're tellin' you 
And it ain't in the pimple lotion people are sellin' you 
And it ain't in no cardboard box house 
Or down any movie star's blouse 
And you can't find it on the golf course 
And Uncle Remus can't tell you and neither can Santa Claus 
And it ain't in the cream puff hair do or cotton candy clothes 
And it ain't in the dime store dummies or bubblegum goons 
And it ain't in the marshmallow noises of the chocolate cake voices 
That come knockin' and tappin' in Christmas wrappin' 
Sayin' ain't I pretty and ain't I cute and look at my skin 
Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow 
Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry 
When you can't even sense if they got any insides 
These people so pretty in their ribbons and bows 
No you'll not now or no other day 
Find it on the doorsteps made out a paper mache 
And inside it the people made of molasses 
That every other day buy a new pair of sunglasses 
And it ain't in the fifty star generals and flipped out phonies 
Who'd turn yuh in for a tenth of a penny 
Who breathe and burp and bend and crack 
And before you can count from one to ten 
Do it all over again but this time behind yer back 
My friend 
The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl 
And play games with each other in their sand box world 
And you can't find it either in the no talent fools 
That run around gallant 
And make all rules for the ones that got talent 
And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think they do 
And think they're foolin' you 
The ones who jump on the wagon 
Just for a while 'cause they know it's in style 
To get their kicks, get out of it quick 
And make all kinds of money and chicks 
And you yell to yourself and you throw down yer hat 
Sayin', Christ do I gotta be like that 
Ain't there no one here that knows where I'm at 
Ain't there no one here that knows how I feel 
Good God Almighty 
THAT STUFF AIN'T REAL 
 
No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race 
You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face 
You gotta look some other place 
And where do you look for this hope that yer seekin' 
Where do you look for this lamp that's a burnin' 
Where do you look for this oil well gushin' 
Where do you look for this candle that's glowin' 
Where do you look for this hope that you know is there 
And out there somewhere 
And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads 
Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows 
Your nose can only smell two kinds of hallways 
You can touch and twist 
And turn two kinds of doorknobs 
You can either go to the church of your choice 
Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital 
You'll find God in the church of your choice 
You'll find Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital 
 
And though it's only my opinion 
I may be right or wrong 
You'll find them both 
In the Grand Canyon 
At sundown 


 

BOB DYLAN
LAY DOWN YOUR WEARY TUNE

 Lay down your weary tune, lay down, 
Lay down the song you strum, 
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings 
No voice can hope to hum. 
 
Struck by the sounds before the sun, 
I knew the night had gone. 
The morning breeze like a bugle blew 
Against the drums of dawn. 
Lay down your weary tune, lay down, 
Lay down the song you strum, 
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings 
No voice can hope to hum. 
 
The ocean wild like an organ played, 
The seaweed's wove its strands. 
The crashin' waves like cymbals clashed 
Against the rocks and sands. 
Lay down your weary tune, lay down, 
Lay down the song you strum, 
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings 
No voice can hope to hum. 
 
I stood unwound beneath the skies 
And clouds unbound by laws. 
The cryin' rain like a trumpet sang 
And asked for no applause. 
Lay down your weary tune, lay down, 
Lay down the song you strum, 
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings 
No voice can hope to hum. 
 
The last of leaves fell from the trees 
And clung to a new love's breast. 
The branches bare like a banjo played 
To the winds that listened best. 
 
I gazed down in the river's mirror 
And watched its winding strum. 
The water smooth ran like a hymn 
And like a harp did hum. 
Lay down your weary tune, lay down, 
Lay down the song you strum, 
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings 
No voice can hope to hum. 


 

BOB DYLAN
LAY, LADY, LAY

 Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Whatever colors you have in your mind 
I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine 
 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile 
Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile 
His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean 
And you're the best thing that he's ever seen 
 
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile 
Why wait any longer for the world to begin 
You can have your cake and eat it too 
Why wait any longer for the one you love 
When he's standing in front of you 
 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead 
I long to see you in the morning light 
I long to reach for you in the night 
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead 


 

BOB DYLAN
LAY, LADY, LAY

 Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Whatever colors you have in your mind 
I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine 
 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile 
Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile 
His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean 
And you're the best thing that he's ever seen 
 
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile 
Why wait any longer for the world to begin 
You can have your cake and eat it too 
Why wait any longer for the one you love 
When he's standing in front of you 
 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead 
I long to see you in the morning light 
I long to reach for you in the night 
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead 


 

BOB DYLAN
LAY, LADY, LAY

 Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Whatever colors you have in your mind 
I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine 
 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile 
Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile 
His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean 
And you're the best thing that he's ever seen 
 
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile 
Why wait any longer for the world to begin 
You can have your cake and eat it too 
Why wait any longer for the one you love 
When he's standing in front of you 
 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead 
I long to see you in the morning light 
I long to reach for you in the night 
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead 


 

BOB DYLAN
LAY, LADY, LAY

 Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Whatever colors you have in your mind 
I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine 
 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile 
Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile 
His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean 
And you're the best thing that he's ever seen 
 
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile 
Why wait any longer for the world to begin 
You can have your cake and eat it too 
Why wait any longer for the one you love 
When he's standing in front of you 
 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead 
I long to see you in the morning light 
I long to reach for you in the night 
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead 


 

BOB DYLAN
LAY, LADY, LAY

 Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Whatever colors you have in your mind 
I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine 
 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile 
Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile 
His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean 
And you're the best thing that he's ever seen 
 
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile 
Why wait any longer for the world to begin 
You can have your cake and eat it too 
Why wait any longer for the one you love 
When he's standing in front of you 
 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead 
I long to see you in the morning light 
I long to reach for you in the night 
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead

 

BOB DYLAN
LAY, LADY, LAY

 Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Whatever colors you have in your mind 
I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine 
 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile 
Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile 
His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean 
And you're the best thing that he's ever seen 
 
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile 
Why wait any longer for the world to begin 
You can have your cake and eat it too 
Why wait any longer for the one you love 
When he's standing in front of you 
 
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead 
I long to see you in the morning light 
I long to reach for you in the night 
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead 


 

BOB DYLAN
LENNY BRUCE

 Lenny Bruce is dead but his ghost lives on and on 
Never did get any Golden Globe award, never made it to Synanon. 
He was an outlaw, that's for sure, 
More of an outlaw than you ever were. 
Lenny Bruce is gone but his spirit's livin' on and on. 
 
Maybe he had some problems, maybe some things that he couldn't work out 
But he sure was funny and he sure told the truth and he knew what he was talkin' 
about. Never robbed any churches nor cut off any babies' heads, 
He just took the folks in high places and he shined a light in their beds. 
He's on some other shore, he didn't wanna live anymore. 
 
Lenny Bruce is dead but he didn't commit any crime 
He just had the insight to rip off the lid before its time. 
I rode with him in a taxi once, only for a mile and a half, 
Seemed like it took a couple of months. 
Lenny Bruce moved on and like the ones that killed him, gone. 
 
They said that he was sick 'cause he didn't play by the rules 
He just showed the wise men of his day to be nothing more than fools. 
They stamped him and they labeled him like they do with pants and shirts, 
He fought a war on a battlefield where every victory hurts. 
Lenny Bruce was bad, he was the brother that you never had. 


 

BOB DYLAN
LEOPARD SKIN PILL BOX HAT

 Well, I see you got your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
Yes, I see you got your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
Well, you must tell me, baby 
How your head feels under somethin' like that 
Under your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
 
Well, you look so pretty in it 
Honey, can I jump on it sometime? 
Yes, I just wanna see 
If it's really that expensive kind 
You know it balances on your head 
Just like a mattress balances 
On a bottle of wine 
Your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
 
Well, if you wanna see the sun rise 
Honey, I know where 
We'll go out and see it sometime 
We'll both just sit there and stare 
Me with my belt 
Wrapped around my head 
And you just sittin' there 
In your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
 
Well, I asked the doctor if I could see you 
It's bad for your health, he said 
Yes, I disobeyed his orders 
I came to see you 
But I found him there instead 
You know, I don't mind him cheatin' on me 
But I sure wish he'd take that off his head 
Your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
 
Well, I see you got a new boyfriend 
You know, I never seen him before 
Well, I saw him 
Makin' love to you 
You forgot to close the garage door 
You might think he loves you for your money 
But I know what he really loves you for 
It's your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 


 

BOB DYLAN
LEOPARD SKIN PILL BOX HAT

 Well, I see you got your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
Yes, I see you got your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
Well, you must tell me, baby 
How your head feels under somethin' like that 
Under your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
 
Well, you look so pretty in it 
Honey, can I jump on it sometime? 
Yes, I just wanna see 
If it's really that expensive kind 
You know it balances on your head 
Just like a mattress balances 
On a bottle of wine 
Your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
 
Well, if you wanna see the sun rise 
Honey, I know where 
We'll go out and see it sometime 
We'll both just sit there and stare 
Me with my belt 
Wrapped around my head 
And you just sittin' there 
In your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
 
Well, I asked the doctor if I could see you 
It's bad for your health, he said 
Yes, I disobeyed his orders 
I came to see you 
But I found him there instead 
You know, I don't mind him cheatin' on me 
But I sure wish he'd take that off his head 
Your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
 
Well, I see you got a new boyfriend 
You know, I never seen him before 
Well, I saw him 
Makin' love to you 
You forgot to close the garage door 
You might think he loves you for your money 
But I know what he really loves you for 
It's your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 


 

BOB DYLAN
LEOPARD SKIN PILL BOX HAT

 Well, I see you got your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
Yes, I see you got your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
Well, you must tell me, baby 
How your head feels under somethin' like that 
Under your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
 
Well, you look so pretty in it 
Honey, can I jump on it sometime? 
Yes, I just wanna see 
If it's really that expensive kind 
You know it balances on your head 
Just like a mattress balances 
On a bottle of wine 
Your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
 
Well, if you wanna see the sun rise 
Honey, I know where 
We'll go out and see it sometime 
We'll both just sit there and stare 
Me with my belt 
Wrapped around my head 
And you just sittin' there 
In your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
 
Well, I asked the doctor if I could see you 
It's bad for your health, he said 
Yes, I disobeyed his orders 
I came to see you 
But I found him there instead 
You know, I don't mind him cheatin' on me 
But I sure wish he'd take that off his head 
Your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 
 
Well, I see you got a new boyfriend 
You know, I never seen him before 
Well, I saw him 
Makin' love to you 
You forgot to close the garage door 
You might think he loves you for your money 
But I know what he really loves you for 
It's your brand new leopard skin pill box hat 


 

BOB DYLAN
LET IT BE ME

 I bless the day I found you 
I want my arms around you 
And so I beg you: Let it be me. 
 
Don't take this heaven from one 
If you must cling someone 
Now and forever, let it be me. 
 
Each time we meet, love 
I find complete love 
Without your sweet love, what would life be ? 
 
So never leave me lonely 
Tell me that you love me only 
And say you'll always let it be me. 


 

BOB DYLAN
LET ME DIE IN MY FOOTSTEPS

 I will not go down under the ground 
 Cause somebody tells me that death's comin' 'round 
An' I will not carry myself down to die 
When I go to my grave my head will be high, 
Let me die in my footsteps 
Before I go down under the ground. 
 
There's been rumors of war and wars that have been 
The meaning of the life has been lost in the wind 
And some people thinkin' that the end is close by 
 Stead of learnin' to live they are learning to die. 
Let me die in my footsteps 
Before I go down under the ground. 
 
I don't know if I'm smart but I think I can see 
When someone is pullin' the wool over me 
And if this war comes and death's all around 
Let me die on this land 'fore I die underground. 
Let me die in my footsteps 
Before I go down under the ground. 
 
There's always been people that have to cause fear 
They've been talking of the war now for many long years 
I have read all their statements and I've not said a word 
But now Lawd God, let my poor voice be heard. 
Let me die in my footsteps 
Before I go down under the ground. 
 
If I had rubies and riches and crowns 
I'd buy the whole world and change things around 
I'd throw all the guns and the tanks in the sea 
For they are mistakes of a past history. 
Let me die in my footsteps 
Before I go down under the ground. 
 
Let me drink from the waters where the mountain streams flood 
Let me smell of wildflowers flow free through my blood 
Let me sleep in your meadows with the green grassy leaves 
Let me walk down the highway with my brother in peace. 
Let me die in my footsteps 
Before I go down under the ground. 
 
Go out in your country where the land meets the sun 
See the craters and the canyons where the waterfalls run 
Nevada, New Mexico, Arizona, Idaho 
Let every state in this union seep in your souls. 
And you'll die in your footsteps 
Before you go down under the ground. 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
LET'S STICK TOGETHER

 Well, a young marriage vow, you know, it's very sacred 
The man put us together, now, you wanna make it 
Stick together 
Come on, come on, stick together. 
 
You know, you made a vow, not to leave one another, never 
Well, ya never miss you water till your well runs dry 
Come one, baby, give our love a try, let's stick together 
Come on, come on, stick together 
We made a vow, not to leave one another, never. 
 
Well, ya never miss your water till your well runs dry 
Come one, baby, give our love a try, let's stick together 
Come on, come on, stick together 
You know, we made a vow, not to leave one another, never. 
 
It might be tough for a while, but consider the child 
Cannot be happy without his mom and his pappy 
Let's stick together 
Come on, come on, stick together 
You know, we made a vow, not to leave one another, never. 


 

BOB DYLAN
LICENSE TO KILL

 Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please 
And if things don't change soon, he will. 
Oh, man has invented his doom, 
First step was touching the moon. 
 
Now, there's a woman on my block, 
She just sit there as the night grows still. 
She say who gonna take away his license to kill? 
 
Now, they take him and they teach him and they groom him for life 
And they set him on a path where he's bound to get ill, 
Then they bury him with stars, 
Sell his body like they do used cars. 
 
Now, there's a woman on my block, 
She just sit there facin' the hill. 
She say who gonna take away his license to kill? 
 
Now, he's hell bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused, 
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill. 
All he believes are his eyes 
And his eyes, they just tell him lies. 
 
But there's a woman on my block, 
Sitting there in a cold chill. 
She say who gonna take away his license to kill? 
 
Ya may be a noisemaker, spirit maker, 
Heartbreaker, backbreaker, 
Leave no stone unturned. 
May be an actor in a plot, 
That might be all that you got 
'Til your error you clearly learn. 
 
Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool 
And when he sees his reflection, he's fulfilled. 
Oh, man is opposed to fair play, 
He wants it all and he wants it his way. 
 
Now, there's a woman on my block, 
She just sit there as the night grows still. 
She say who gonna take away his license to kill? 


 

BOB DYLAN
LICENSE TO KILL

 Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please 
And if things don't change soon, he will. 
Oh, man has invented his doom, 
First step was touching the moon. 
 
Now, there's a woman on my block, 
She just sit there as the night grows still. 
She say who gonna take away his license to kill? 
 
Now, they take him and they teach him and they groom him for life 
And they set him on a path where he's bound to get ill, 
Then they bury him with stars, 
Sell his body like they do used cars. 
 
Now, there's a woman on my block, 
She just sit there facin' the hill. 
She say who gonna take away his license to kill? 
 
Now, he's hell bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused, 
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill. 
All he believes are his eyes 
And his eyes, they just tell him lies. 
 
But there's a woman on my block, 
Sitting there in a cold chill. 
She say who gonna take away his license to kill? 
 
Ya may be a noisemaker, spirit maker, 
Heartbreaker, backbreaker, 
Leave no stone unturned. 
May be an actor in a plot, 
That might be all that you got 
'Til your error you clearly learn. 
 
Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool 
And when he sees his reflection, he's fulfilled. 
Oh, man is opposed to fair play, 
He wants it all and he wants it his way. 
 
Now, there's a woman on my block, 
She just sit there as the night grows still. 
She say who gonna take away his license to kill? 


 

BOB DYLAN
LICENSE TO KILL

 Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please 
And if things don't change soon, he will. 
Oh, man has invented his doom, 
First step was touching the moon. 
 
Now, there's a woman on my block, 
She just sit there as the night grows still. 
She say who gonna take away his license to kill? 
 
Now, they take him and they teach him and they groom him for life 
And they set him on a path where he's bound to get ill, 
Then they bury him with stars, 
Sell his body like they do used cars. 
 
Now, there's a woman on my block, 
She just sit there facin' the hill. 
She say who gonna take away his license to kill? 
 
Now, he's hell bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused, 
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill. 
All he believes are his eyes 
And his eyes, they just tell him lies. 
 
But there's a woman on my block, 
Sitting there in a cold chill. 
She say who gonna take away his license to kill? 
 
Ya may be a noisemaker, spirit maker, 
Heartbreaker, backbreaker, 
Leave no stone unturned. 
May be an actor in a plot, 
That might be all that you got 
'Til your error you clearly learn. 
 
Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool 
And when he sees his reflection, he's fulfilled. 
Oh, man is opposed to fair play, 
He wants it all and he wants it his way. 
 
Now, there's a woman on my block, 
She just sit there as the night grows still. 
She say who gonna take away his license to kill? 


 

BOB DYLAN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE

 Once upon a time you dressed so fine 
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? 
People'd call, say, Beware doll, you're bound to fall 
You thought they were all kiddin' you 
You used to laugh about 
Everybody that was hangin' out 
Now you don't talk so loud 
Now you don't seem so proud 
About having to be scrounging for your next meal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be without a home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely 
But you know you only used to get juiced in it 
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street 
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it 
You said you'd never compromise 
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize 
He's not selling any alibis 
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes 
And ask him do you want to make a deal? 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns 
When they all come down and did tricks for you 
You never understood that it ain't no good 
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you 
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat 
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat 
Ain't it hard when you discover that 
He really wasn't where it's at 
After he took from you everything he could steal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people 
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made 
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things 
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe 
You used to be so amused 
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used 
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse 
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose 
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 


 

BOB DYLAN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE

 Once upon a time you dressed so fine 
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? 
People'd call, say, Beware doll, you're bound to fall 
You thought they were all kiddin' you 
You used to laugh about 
Everybody that was hangin' out 
Now you don't talk so loud 
Now you don't seem so proud 
About having to be scrounging for your next meal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be without a home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely 
But you know you only used to get juiced in it 
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street 
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it 
You said you'd never compromise 
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize 
He's not selling any alibis 
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes 
And ask him do you want to make a deal? 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns 
When they all come down and did tricks for you 
You never understood that it ain't no good 
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you 
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat 
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat 
Ain't it hard when you discover that 
He really wasn't where it's at 
After he took from you everything he could steal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people 
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made 
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things 
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe 
You used to be so amused 
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used 
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse 
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose 
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 


 

BOB DYLAN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE

 Once upon a time you dressed so fine 
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? 
People'd call, say, Beware doll, you're bound to fall 
You thought they were all kiddin' you 
You used to laugh about 
Everybody that was hangin' out 
Now you don't talk so loud 
Now you don't seem so proud 
About having to be scrounging for your next meal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be without a home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely 
But you know you only used to get juiced in it 
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street 
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it 
You said you'd never compromise 
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize 
He's not selling any alibis 
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes 
And ask him do you want to make a deal? 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns 
When they all come down and did tricks for you 
You never understood that it ain't no good 
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you 
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat 
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat 
Ain't it hard when you discover that 
He really wasn't where it's at 
After he took from you everything he could steal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people 
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made 
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things 
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe 
You used to be so amused 
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used 
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse 
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose 
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 


 

BOB DYLAN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE

 Once upon a time you dressed so fine 
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? 
People'd call, say, Beware doll, you're bound to fall 
You thought they were all kiddin' you 
You used to laugh about 
Everybody that was hangin' out 
Now you don't talk so loud 
Now you don't seem so proud 
About having to be scrounging for your next meal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be without a home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely 
But you know you only used to get juiced in it 
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street 
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it 
You said you'd never compromise 
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize 
He's not selling any alibis 
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes 
And ask him do you want to make a deal? 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns 
When they all come down and did tricks for you 
You never understood that it ain't no good 
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you 
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat 
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat 
Ain't it hard when you discover that 
He really wasn't where it's at 
After he took from you everything he could steal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people 
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made 
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things 
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe 
You used to be so amused 
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used 
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse 
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose 
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 


 

BOB DYLAN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE

 Once upon a time you dressed so fine 
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? 
People'd call, say, Beware doll, you're bound to fall 
You thought they were all kiddin' you 
You used to laugh about 
Everybody that was hangin' out 
Now you don't talk so loud 
Now you don't seem so proud 
About having to be scrounging for your next meal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be without a home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely 
But you know you only used to get juiced in it 
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street 
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it 
You said you'd never compromise 
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize 
He's not selling any alibis 
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes 
And ask him do you want to make a deal? 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns 
When they all come down and did tricks for you 
You never understood that it ain't no good 
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you 
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat 
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat 
Ain't it hard when you discover that 
He really wasn't where it's at 
After he took from you everything he could steal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people 
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made 
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things 
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe 
You used to be so amused 
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used 
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse 
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose 
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 


 

BOB DYLAN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE

 Once upon a time you dressed so fine 
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? 
People'd call, say, Beware doll, you're bound to fall 
You thought they were all kiddin' you 
You used to laugh about 
Everybody that was hangin' out 
Now you don't talk so loud 
Now you don't seem so proud 
About having to be scrounging for your next meal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be without a home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely 
But you know you only used to get juiced in it 
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street 
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it 
You said you'd never compromise 
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize 
He's not selling any alibis 
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes 
And ask him do you want to make a deal? 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns 
When they all come down and did tricks for you 
You never understood that it ain't no good 
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you 
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat 
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat 
Ain't it hard when you discover that 
He really wasn't where it's at 
After he took from you everything he could steal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people 
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made 
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things 
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe 
You used to be so amused 
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used 
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse 
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose 
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 


 

BOB DYLAN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE

 Once upon a time you dressed so fine 
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? 
People'd call, say, Beware doll, you're bound to fall 
You thought they were all kiddin' you 
You used to laugh about 
Everybody that was hangin' out 
Now you don't talk so loud 
Now you don't seem so proud 
About having to be scrounging for your next meal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be without a home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely 
But you know you only used to get juiced in it 
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street 
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it 
You said you'd never compromise 
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize 
He's not selling any alibis 
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes 
And ask him do you want to make a deal? 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns 
When they all come down and did tricks for you 
You never understood that it ain't no good 
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you 
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat 
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat 
Ain't it hard when you discover that 
He really wasn't where it's at 
After he took from you everything he could steal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people 
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made 
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things 
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe 
You used to be so amused 
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used 
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse 
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose 
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 


 

BOB DYLAN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE

 Once upon a time you dressed so fine 
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? 
People'd call, say, Beware doll, you're bound to fall 
You thought they were all kiddin' you 
You used to laugh about 
Everybody that was hangin' out 
Now you don't talk so loud 
Now you don't seem so proud 
About having to be scrounging for your next meal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be without a home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely 
But you know you only used to get juiced in it 
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street 
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it 
You said you'd never compromise 
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize 
He's not selling any alibis 
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes 
And ask him do you want to make a deal? 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns 
When they all come down and did tricks for you 
You never understood that it ain't no good 
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you 
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat 
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat 
Ain't it hard when you discover that 
He really wasn't where it's at 
After he took from you everything he could steal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people 
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made 
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things 
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe 
You used to be so amused 
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used 
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse 
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose 
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 


 

BOB DYLAN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE

 Once upon a time you dressed so fine 
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? 
People'd call, say, Beware doll, you're bound to fall 
You thought they were all kiddin' you 
You used to laugh about 
Everybody that was hangin' out 
Now you don't talk so loud 
Now you don't seem so proud 
About having to be scrounging for your next meal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be without a home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely 
But you know you only used to get juiced in it 
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street 
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it 
You said you'd never compromise 
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize 
He's not selling any alibis 
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes 
And ask him do you want to make a deal? 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns 
When they all come down and did tricks for you 
You never understood that it ain't no good 
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you 
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat 
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat 
Ain't it hard when you discover that 
He really wasn't where it's at 
After he took from you everything he could steal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people 
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made 
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things 
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe 
You used to be so amused 
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used 
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse 
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose 
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 


 

BOB DYLAN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE

 Once upon a time you dressed so fine 
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? 
People'd call, say, Beware doll, you're bound to fall 
You thought they were all kiddin' you 
You used to laugh about 
Everybody that was hangin' out 
Now you don't talk so loud 
Now you don't seem so proud 
About having to be scrounging for your next meal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be without a home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely 
But you know you only used to get juiced in it 
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street 
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it 
You said you'd never compromise 
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize 
He's not selling any alibis 
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes 
And ask him do you want to make a deal? 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns 
When they all come down and did tricks for you 
You never understood that it ain't no good 
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you 
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat 
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat 
Ain't it hard when you discover that 
He really wasn't where it's at 
After he took from you everything he could steal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people 
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made 
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things 
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe 
You used to be so amused 
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used 
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse 
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose 
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 


 

BOB DYLAN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE

 Once upon a time you dressed so fine 
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? 
People'd call, say, Beware doll, you're bound to fall 
You thought they were all kiddin' you 
You used to laugh about 
Everybody that was hangin' out 
Now you don't talk so loud 
Now you don't seem so proud 
About having to be scrounging for your next meal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be without a home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely 
But you know you only used to get juiced in it 
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street 
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it 
You said you'd never compromise 
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize 
He's not selling any alibis 
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes 
And ask him do you want to make a deal? 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns 
When they all come down and did tricks for you 
You never understood that it ain't no good 
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you 
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat 
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat 
Ain't it hard when you discover that 
He really wasn't where it's at 
After he took from you everything he could steal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 
 
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people 
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made 
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things 
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe 
You used to be so amused 
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used 
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse 
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose 
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. 
 
How does it feel 
How does it feel 
To be on your own 
With no direction home 
Like a complete unknown 
Like a rolling stone? 


 

BOB DYLAN
LILY OF THE WEST

 When first I came to Louisville, some pleasure there to find 
A damsel there from Lexington was pleasing to my mind 
Her rosy cheeks, her ruby lips, like arrows pierced my breast 
And the name she bore was Flora, the lily of the west. 
 
I courted lovely Flora some pleasure for to find 
But she turned unto another man whose sore distressed my mind 
She robbed me of my liberty, deprived me of my rest 
Then go, my lovely Flora, the lily of the west. 
 
Away down in yonder shady grove, a man of high degree 
Conversin' with my Flora there, it seemed so strange to me 
And the answer that she gave to him it sore did me oppress 
I was betrayed by Flora, the lily of the west. 
 
I stepped up my rival, dagger in my hand 
I seized him by the collar, and bodly made him stand 
Seing mad by desperation I pierced him to the breast 
All this for lovely Flora, the lily of the west. 
 
I had to stand my trial, I had to make my plea 
They placed me in the witness box and then commenced on me 
Although she swore my life away, deprived me of my rest 
Still I love my faithless Flora, the Lily of the west. 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
LILY, ROSEMARY AND THE JACK OF HEARTS

 The festival was over, the boys were all plannin' for a fall, 
The cabaret was quiet except for the drillin' in the wall. 
The curfew had been lifted and the gamblin' wheel shut down, 
Anyone with any sense had already left town. 
He was standin' in the doorway lookin' like the Jack of Hearts. 
 
He moved across the mirrored room, Set it up for everyone, he said, 
Then everyone commenced to do what they were doin' before he turned their heads. 
Then he walked up to a stranger and he asked him with a grin, 
 Could you kindly tell me, friend, what time the show begins? 
Then he moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts. 
 
Backstage the girls were playin' five card stud by the stairs, 
Lily had two queens, she was hopin' for a third to match her pair. 
Outside the streets were fillin' up, the window was open wide, 
A gentle breeze was blowin', you could feel it from inside. 
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts. 
 
Big Jim was no one's fool, he owned the town's only diamond mine, 
He made his usual entrance lookin' so dandy and so fine. 
With his bodyguards and silver cane and every hair in place, 
He took whatever he wanted to and he laid it all to waste. 
But his bodyguards and silver cane were no match for the Jack of Hearts. 
 
Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town, 
She slipped in through the side door lookin' like a queen without a crown. 
She fluttered her false eyelashes and whispered in his ear, 
 Sorry, darlin', that I'm late, but he didn't seem to hear. 
He was starin' into space over at the Jack of Hearts. 
 
 I know I've seen that face before, Big Jim was thinkin' to himself, 
 Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf. 
But then the crowd began to stamp their feet and the house lights did dim 
And in the darkness of the room there was only Jim and him, 
Starin' at the butterfly who just drew the Jack of Hearts. 
 
Lily was a princess, she was fair skinned and precious as a child, 
She did whatever she had to do, she had that certain flash every time she smiled. 
She'd come away from a broken home, had lots of strange affairs 
With men in every walk of life which took her everywhere. 
But she'd never met anyone quite like the Jack of Hearts. 
 
The hangin' judge came in unnoticed and was being wined and dined, 
The drillin' in the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind. 
It was known all around that Lily had Jim's ring 
And nothing would ever come between Lily and the king. 
No, nothin' ever would except maybe the Jack of Hearts. 
 
Rosemary started drinkin' hard and seein' her reflection in the knife, 
She was tired of the attention, tired of playin' the role of Big Jim's wife. 
She had done a lot of bad things, even once tried suicide, 
Was lookin' to do just one good deed before she died. 
She was gazin' to the future, riding on the Jack of Hearts. 
 
Lily washed her face, took her dress off and buried it away. 
 Has your luck run out? she laughed at him, Well, I guess you must 
have known it would someday. 
Be careful not to touch the wall, there's a brand new coat of paint, 
I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint. 
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts. 
 
The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair. 
 There's something funny going on, he said, I can just feel it in the air. 
He went to get the hangin' judge, but the hangin' judge was drunk, 
As the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk. 
There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts. 
 
Lily's arms were locked around the man that she dearly loved to touch, 
She forgot all about the man she couldn't stand who hounded her so much. 
 I've missed you so, she said to him, and he felt she was sincere, 
But just beyond the door he felt jealousy and fear. 
Just another night in the life of the Jack of Hearts. 
 
No one knew the circumstance but they say that it happened pretty quick, 
The door to the dressing room burst open and a cold revolver clicked. 
And Big Jim was standin' there, ya couldn't say surprised, 
Rosemary right beside him, steady in her eyes. 
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts. 
 
Two doors down the boys finally made it through the wall 
And cleaned out the bank safe, it's said that they got off with quite a haul. 
In the darkness by the riverbed they waited on the ground 
For one more member who had business back in town. 
But they couldn't go no further without the Jack of Hearts. 
 
The next day was hangin' day, the sky was overcast and black, 
Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife in the back. 
And Rosemary on the gallows, she didn't even blink, 
The hangin' judge was sober, he hadn't had a drink. 
The only person on the scene missin' was the Jack of Hearts. 
 
The cabaret was empty now, a sign said, Closed for repair, 
Lily had already taken all of the dye out of her hair. 
She was thinkin' 'bout her father, who she very rarely saw, 
Thinkin' 'bout Rosemary and thinkin' about the law. 
But, most of all she was thinkin' 'bout the Jack of Hearts

 

BOB DYLAN
LITTLE MAGGIE

 1. Oh, where is little Maggie 
Over yonder she stands, 
Rifle on her shoulder, 
Six shooter in her hand. 
 
2. How can I ever stand it, 
Just to see them two blue eyes, 
Shinin' like some diamonds, 
Like some diamonds in the sky. 
 
3. Rather be in some lonely hollow 
Where the sun don't ever shine, 
Than to see you be another man's darling, 
And to know that you'll never be mine. 
 
4. Well, it's march me away to the station 
With my suitcase in my hand, 
Yes, march me away to the station, 
I'm off to some far distant land. 
 
5. Sometimes I have a nickel, 
And sometimes I have a dime, 
Sometimes I have ten dollars, 
Just to pay for little Maggie's wine. 
 
6. Pretty flowers are made for blooming, 
Pretty stars are made to shine, 
Pretty girls are made for boy's love, 
Little Maggie was made for mine. 
 
7. Well, yonder stands little Maggie 
With a dram glass in her hand, 
She's a drinkin' down her troubles 
Over courtin' some other man. 


 

BOB DYLAN
LITTLE SADIE

 Went out last night to take a little round. 
I met my little Sadie and I brought her down. 
I ran right home and I went to bed 
With a forty four smokeless under my head. 
 
I began to think what a deed I'd done, 
I grabbed my hat and I began to run. 
I made a god run but I ran too slow; 
They overtook me down in Jericho 
 
Standing on a corner ringin' my bell, 
Up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville. 
He said Young man is you name Brown? 
Remember the night you blowed Little Sadie down. 
 
 Oh, yes sir, my name is Lee. 
I murdered little Sadie in the first degree. 
First degree and second degree, 
If you've got any papers will you serve them to me? 
 
Well they took me down town and they dressed me in black. 
They put me on a train and they brought me back. 
I had no one for to go my bail; 
They crammed me back into the county jail. 
 
The judge and the jury they took their stand. 
The judge had the papers in his right hand. 
Forty one days, forty one nights; 
Forty one years to wear the ball and the stripes. 


 

BOB DYLAN
LIVING THE BLUES

 Since you've been gone, 
I've been walking around 
With my head bowed down to my shoes. 
I've been living the blues 
Ev'ry night without you. 
 
I don't have to go far 
To know where you are, 
Strangers all give me the news. 
I've been living the blues 
Ev'ry night without you. 
 
I think that it's best, 
I soon get some rest 
And forget my pride. 
But I can't deny 
This feeling that I 
Carry for you deep down inside. 
 
If you see me this way, 
You'd come back and you'd stay, 
Oh, how could you refuse. 
I've been living the blues 
Ev'ry night without you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
LO AND BEHOLD!

 I pulled out for San Anton', 
I never felt so good. 
My woman said she'd meet me there 
And of course, I knew she would. 
The coachman, he hit me for my hook 
And he asked me my name. 
I give it to him right away, 
Then I hung my head in shame. 
Lo and behold! Lo and behold! 
Lookin' for my lo and behold, 
Get me outa here, my dear man! 
 
I come into Pittsburgh 
At six thirty flat. 
I found myself a vacant seat 
An' I put down my hat. 
 What's the matter, Molly, dear, 
What's the matter with your mound? 
 What's it to ya, Moby Dick? 
This is chicken town! 
Lo and behold! Lo and behold! 
Lookin' for my lo and behold, 
Get me outa here, my dear man! 
 
I bought my girl 
A herd of moose, 
One she could call her own. 
Well, she came out the very next day 
To see where they had flown. 
I'm goin' down to Tennessee, 
Get me a truck 'r somethin'. 
Gonna save my money and rip it up! 
Lo and behold! Lo and behold! 
Lookin' for my lo and behold, 
Get me outa here, my dear man! 
 
Now, I come in on a ferris wheel 
An' boys, I sure was slick. 
I come in like a ton of bricks, 
Laid a few tricks on 'em. 
Goin' back to Pittsburgh, 
Count up to thirty, 
Round that horn and ride that herd, 
Gonna thread up! 
Lo and behold! Lo and behold! 
Lookin' for my lo and behold, 
Get me outa here, my dear man! 


 

BOB DYLAN
LONE PILGRIM

 1. I came to the place where the lone pilgrim lay, 
And patiently stood by his tomb, 
When in a low whisper I heard something say: 
How sweetly I sleep here alone. 
 
2. The tempest may howl and the loud thunder roar 
And gathering storms may arise, 
But calm is my feeling, at rest is my soul, 
The tears are all wiped from my eyes. 
 
3. The call of my master compelled me from home, 
No kindred or relative nigh. 
I met the contagion and sank to the tomb, 
My soul flew to mansions on high. 
 
4. Go tell my companion and children most dear 
To weep not for me now I'm gone. 
The same hand that led me through seas most severe 
Has kindly assisted me home.

 

BOB DYLAN
LONESOME DAY BLUES

 Well, today has been a sad ol' lonesome day 
Yeah, today has been a sad ol' lonesome day 
I'm just sittin' here thinking 
With my mind a million miles away 
 
Well, they're doing the double shuffle, throwin' sand on the floor 
They're doing the double shuffle, they're throwin' sand on the floor 
When I left my long time darlin' 
She was standing in the door 
 
Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war 
Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war 
My sister, she ran off and got married 
Never was heard of any more 
 
Samantha Brown lived in my house for about four or five months 
Samantha Brown lived in my house for about four or five months 
Don't know how it looked to other people 
I never slept with her even once 
 
Well, the road's washed out weather not fit for man or beast 
Yeah the road's washed out weather not fit for man or beast 
Funny, how the things you have the hardest time parting with 
Are the things you need the least 
 
I'm forty miles from the mill I'm droppin' it into overdrive 
I'm forty miles from the mill I'm droppin' it into overdrive 
Settin' my dial on the radio 
I wish my mother was still alive 
 
I see your lover man comin' comin' 'cross the barren field 
I see your lover man comin' comin' 'cross the barren field 
He's not a gentleman at all he's rotten to the core 
He's a coward and he steals 
 
Well my captain he's decorated he's well schooled and he's skilled 
My captain, he's decorated he's well schooled and he's skilled 
He's not sentimental don't bother him at all 
How many of his pals have been killed 
 
Last night the wind was whisperin', I was trying to make out what it was 
Last night the wind was whisperin' somethin' I was trying to make out what it was 
I tell myself something's comin' 
But it never does 
 
I'm gonna spare the defeated I'm gonna speak to the crowd 
I'm gonna spare the defeated, boys, I'm going to speak to the crowd 
I am goin' to teach peace to the conquered 
I'm gonna tame the proud 
 
Well the leaves are rustlin' in the wood things are fallin' off of the shelf 
Leaves are rustlin' in the wood things are fallin' off the shelf 
You gonna need my help, sweetheart 
You can't make love all by yourself 


 

BOB DYLAN
LONG DISTANCE OPERATOR

 Long distance operator, 
Place this call, it's not for fun. 
Long distance operator, 
Please, place this call, you know it's not for fun. 
I gotta get a message to my baby, 
You know, she's not just anyone. 
 
There are thousands in the phone booth, 
Thousands at the gate. 
There are thousands in the phone booth, 
Thousands at the gate. 
Ev'rybody wants to make a long distance call 
But you know they're just gonna have to wait. 
 
If a call comes from Louisiana, 
Please, let it ride. 
If a call comes from Louisiana, 
Please, let it ride. 
This phone booth's on fire, 
It's getting hot inside. 
 
Ev'rybody wants to be my friend, 
But nobody wants to get higher. 
Ev'rybody wants to be my friend, 
But nobody wants to get higher. 
Long distance operator, 
I believe I'm stranglin' on this telephone wire. 


 

BOB DYLAN
LORD PROTECT MY CHILD

 For his age, he's wise 
He's got his mother's eyes 
There's gladness in his heart 
He's young and he's wild 
My only prayer is, if I can't be there, 
Lord, protect my child 
 
As his youth now unfolds 
He is centuries old 
Just to see him at play makes me smile 
No matter what happens to me 
No matter what my destiny 
Lord, protect my child 
 
While the world is asleep 
You can look at it and weep 
Few things you find are worthwhile 
And though I don't ask for much 
No material things to touch 
Lord, protect my child 
 
He's young and on fire 
Full of hope and desire 
In a world that's been raped, raped and defiled 
If I fall along the way 
And can't see another day 
Lord, protect my child 
 
There'll be a time I hear tell 
When all will be well 
When God and man will be reconciled 
But until men lose their chains 
And righteousness reigns 
Lord, protect my child 


 

BOB DYLAN
LOVE HENRY

 1. Get down, get down, Love Henry, she cried. 
 And stay all night with me. 
I have gold chains, and the finest I have 
I'll apply them all to thee. 
 
2. I can't get down and I shan't get down, 
Or stay all night with thee. 
Some pretty little girl in Cornersville 
I love far better than thee. 
 
3. He layed his head on a pillow of down. 
Kisses she gave him three. 
With a penny knife that she held in her hand 
She murdered mortal he. 
 
Instrumental 
 
4. Get well, get well, Love Henry, She cried, 
 Get well, get well, said she. 
 Oh don't you see my own heart's blood 
Come flowin' down so free? 
 
5. She took him by his long yellow hair, 
And also by his feet. 
She plunged him into well water, where 
It runs both cold and deep. 
 
6. Lie there, lie there, Love Henry, she cried, 
 Til the flesh rots off your bones. 
Some pretty little girl in Cornersville 
Will mourn for your return. 
 
Instrumental 
 
7. Hush up, hush up, my parrot, she cried, 
 And light on my right knee. 
The doors to your cage shall be decked with gold 
And hung on a willow tree. 
 
9. I won't fly down, I can't fly down 
And light on your right knee. 
A girl who would murder her own true love 
Would kill a little birdlike me. 


 

BOB DYLAN
LOVE SICK

 I'm walking through streets that are dead 
Walking, walking with you in my head 
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired 
And the clouds are weeping 
 
Did I hear someone tell a lie? 
Did I hear someone's distant cry? 
I spoke like a child; you destroyed me with a smile 
While I was sleeping 
 
I'm sick of love but I'm in the thick of it 
This kind of love I'm so sick of it 
 
I see, I see lovers in the meadow 
I see, I see silhouettes in the window 
I watch them 'til they're gone and they leave me hanging on 
To a shadow 
 
I'm sick of love; I hear the clock tick 
This kind of love; I'm love sick 
 
Sometimes the silence can be like the thunder 
Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder 
Could you ever be true? 
I think of you 
And I wonder 
 
I'm sick of love; I wish I'd never met you 
I'm sick of love; I'm trying to forget you 
 
Just don't know what to do 
I'd give anything to 
Be with you 


 

BOB DYLAN
MAGGIE'S FARM

 I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
Well, I wake in the morning, 
Fold my hands and pray for rain. 
I got a head full of ideas 
That are drivin' me insane. 
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor. 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
Well, he hands you a nickel, 
He hands you a dime, 
He asks you with a grin 
If you're havin' a good time, 
Then he fines you every time you slam the door. 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
Well, he puts his cigar 
Out in your face just for kicks. 
His bedroom window 
It is made out of bricks. 
The National Guard stands around his door. 
Ah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
Well, she talks to all the servants 
About man and God and law. 
Everybody says 
She's the brains behind pa. 
She's sixty eight, but she says she's twenty four. 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
Well, I try my best 
To be just like I am, 
But everybody wants you 
To be just like them. 
They sing while you slave and I just get bored. 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MAGGIE'S FARM

 I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
Well, I wake in the morning, 
Fold my hands and pray for rain. 
I got a head full of ideas 
That are drivin' me insane. 
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor. 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
Well, he hands you a nickel, 
He hands you a dime, 
He asks you with a grin 
If you're havin' a good time, 
Then he fines you every time you slam the door. 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
Well, he puts his cigar 
Out in your face just for kicks. 
His bedroom window 
It is made out of bricks. 
The National Guard stands around his door. 
Ah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
Well, she talks to all the servants 
About man and God and law. 
Everybody says 
She's the brains behind pa. 
She's sixty eight, but she says she's twenty four. 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
Well, I try my best 
To be just like I am, 
But everybody wants you 
To be just like them. 
They sing while you slave and I just get bored. 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MAGGIE'S FARM

 I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
Well, I wake in the morning, 
Fold my hands and pray for rain. 
I got a head full of ideas 
That are drivin' me insane. 
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor. 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
Well, he hands you a nickel, 
He hands you a dime, 
He asks you with a grin 
If you're havin' a good time, 
Then he fines you every time you slam the door. 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
Well, he puts his cigar 
Out in your face just for kicks. 
His bedroom window 
It is made out of bricks. 
The National Guard stands around his door. 
Ah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
Well, she talks to all the servants 
About man and God and law. 
Everybody says 
She's the brains behind pa. 
She's sixty eight, but she says she's twenty four. 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
Well, I try my best 
To be just like I am, 
But everybody wants you 
To be just like them. 
They sing while you slave and I just get bored. 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MAGGIE'S FARM

 I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
Well, I wake in the morning, 
Fold my hands and pray for rain. 
I got a head full of ideas 
That are drivin' me insane. 
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor. 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
Well, he hands you a nickel, 
He hands you a dime, 
He asks you with a grin 
If you're havin' a good time, 
Then he fines you every time you slam the door. 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
Well, he puts his cigar 
Out in your face just for kicks. 
His bedroom window 
It is made out of bricks. 
The National Guard stands around his door. 
Ah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
Well, she talks to all the servants 
About man and God and law. 
Everybody says 
She's the brains behind pa. 
She's sixty eight, but she says she's twenty four. 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
Well, I try my best 
To be just like I am, 
But everybody wants you 
To be just like them. 
They sing while you slave and I just get bored. 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MAGGIE'S FARM

 I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
Well, I wake in the morning, 
Fold my hands and pray for rain. 
I got a head full of ideas 
That are drivin' me insane. 
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor. 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
Well, he hands you a nickel, 
He hands you a dime, 
He asks you with a grin 
If you're havin' a good time, 
Then he fines you every time you slam the door. 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
Well, he puts his cigar 
Out in your face just for kicks. 
His bedroom window 
It is made out of bricks. 
The National Guard stands around his door. 
Ah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
Well, she talks to all the servants 
About man and God and law. 
Everybody says 
She's the brains behind pa. 
She's sixty eight, but she says she's twenty four. 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
Well, I try my best 
To be just like I am, 
But everybody wants you 
To be just like them. 
They sing while you slave and I just get bored. 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MAGGIE'S FARM

 I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
Well, I wake in the morning, 
Fold my hands and pray for rain. 
I got a head full of ideas 
That are drivin' me insane. 
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor. 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
Well, he hands you a nickel, 
He hands you a dime, 
He asks you with a grin 
If you're havin' a good time, 
Then he fines you every time you slam the door. 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
Well, he puts his cigar 
Out in your face just for kicks. 
His bedroom window 
It is made out of bricks. 
The National Guard stands around his door. 
Ah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
Well, she talks to all the servants 
About man and God and law. 
Everybody says 
She's the brains behind pa. 
She's sixty eight, but she says she's twenty four. 
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more. 
 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 
Well, I try my best 
To be just like I am, 
But everybody wants you 
To be just like them. 
They sing while you slave and I just get bored. 
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MAKE YOU FEEL MY LOVE

 When the rain is blowing in your face 
And the whole world is on your case 
I could offer you a warm embrace 
To make you feel my love 
 
When the evening shadows and the stars appear 
And there is no one there to dry your tears 
I could hold you for a million years 
To make you feel my love 
 
I know you haven't made your mind up yet 
But I would never do you wrong 
I've known it from the moment that we met 
No doubt in my mind where you belong 
 
I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue 
I'd go crawling down the avenue 
There's nothing that I wouldn't do 
To make you feel my love 
 
The storms are raging on the rollin' sea 
And on the highway of regret 
The winds of change are blowing wild and free 
You ain't seen nothing like me yet 
 
I could make you happy, make your dreams come true 
Nothing that I wouldn't do 
Go to the ends of the earth for you 
To make you feel my love 


 

BOB DYLAN
MAMA, YOU BEEN ON MY MIND

 Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat 
An' cov'rin' the crossroads I'm standing at, 
Or maybe it's the weather or something like that, 
But mama, you been on my mind. 
 
I don't mean trouble, please don't put me down or get upset, 
I am not pleadin' or sayin', I can't forget. 
I do not walk the floor bowed down an' bent, but yet, 
Mama, you been on my mind. 
 
Even though my mind is hazy an' my thoughts they might be narrow, 
Where you been don't bother me nor bring me down in sorrow. 
It don't even matter to me where you're wakin' up tomorrow, 
But mama, you're just on my mind. 
 
I am not askin' you to say words like yes or no, 
Please understand me, I got no place for you t' go. 
I'm just breathin' to myself, pretendin' not that I don't know, 
Mama, you been on my mind. 
 
When you wake up in the mornin', baby, look inside your mirror. 
You know I won't be next to you, you know I won't be near. 
I'd just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear 
As someone who has had you on his mind. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MAMA, YOU BEEN ON MY MIND

 Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat 
An' cov'rin' the crossroads I'm standing at, 
Or maybe it's the weather or something like that, 
But mama, you been on my mind. 
 
I don't mean trouble, please don't put me down or get upset, 
I am not pleadin' or sayin', I can't forget. 
I do not walk the floor bowed down an' bent, but yet, 
Mama, you been on my mind. 
 
Even though my mind is hazy an' my thoughts they might be narrow, 
Where you been don't bother me nor bring me down in sorrow. 
It don't even matter to me where you're wakin' up tomorrow, 
But mama, you're just on my mind. 
 
I am not askin' you to say words like yes or no, 
Please understand me, I got no place for you t' go. 
I'm just breathin' to myself, pretendin' not that I don't know, 
Mama, you been on my mind. 
 
When you wake up in the mornin', baby, look inside your mirror. 
You know I won't be next to you, you know I won't be near. 
I'd just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear 
As someone who has had you on his mind. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MAN GAVE NAMES TO ALL THE ANIMALS

 Man gave names to all the animals 
In the beginning, in the beginning. 
Man gave names to all the animals 
In the beginning, long time ago. 
 
He saw an animal that liked to growl, 
Big furry paws and he liked to howl, 
Great big furry back and furry hair. 
 Ah, think I'll call it a bear. 
 
Man gave names to all the animals 
In the beginning, in the beginning. 
Man gave names to all the animals 
In the beginning, long time ago. 
 
He saw an animal up on a hill 
Chewing up so much grass until she was filled. 
He saw milk comin' out but he didn't know how. 
 Ah, think I'll call it a cow. 
 
Man gave names to all the animals 
In the beginning, in the beginning. 
Man gave names to all the animals 
In the beginning, long time ago. 
 
He saw an animal that liked to snort, 
Horns on his head and they weren't too short. 
It looked like there wasn't nothin' that he couldn't pull. 
 Ah, think I'll call it a bull. 
 
Man gave names to all the animals 
In the beginning, in the beginning. 
Man gave names to all the animals 
In the beginning, long time ago. 
 
He saw an animal leavin' a muddy trail, 
Real dirty face and a curly tail. 
He wasn't too small and he wasn't too big. 
 Ah, think I'll call it a pig. 
 
Man gave names to all the animals 
In the beginning, in the beginning. 
Man gave names to all the animals 
In the beginning, long time ago. 
 
Next animal that he did meet 
Had wool on his back and hooves on his feet, 
Eating grass on a mountainside so steep. 
 Ah, think I'll call it a sheep. 
 
Man gave names to all the animals 
In the beginning, in the beginning. 
Man gave names to all the animals 
In the beginning, long time ago. 
 
He saw an animal as smooth as glass 
Slithering his way through the grass. 
Saw him disappear by a tree near a lake . . . 


 

BOB DYLAN
MAN IN THE LONG BLACK COAT

 Crickets are chirpin', the water is high, 
There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry, 
Window wide open, African trees 
Bent over backwards from a hurricane breeze. 
Not a word of goodbye, note even a note, 
She gone with the man 
In the long black coat. 
 
Somebody seen him hanging around 
At the old dance hall on the outskirts of town, 
He looked into her eyes when she stopped to ask 
If he wanted to dance, he had a face like a mask. 
Somebody said from the Bible he'd quote 
There was dust on the man 
In the long black coat. 
 
Preacher was a talkin' there's a sermon he gave, 
He said every man's conscience is vile and depraved, 
You cannot depend on it to be your guide 
When it's you who must keep it satisfied. 
It ain't easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat, 
She gave her heart to the man 
In the long black coat. 
 
There are no mistakes in life some people say 
It is true sometimes you can see it that way. 
Bridge: But people don't live or die, people just float. 
She went with the man 
In the long black coat. 
 
There's smoke on the water, it's been there since June, 
Tree trunks uprooted, 'neath the high crescent moon 
Feel the pulse and vibration and the rumbling force 
Somebody is out there beating the dead horse. 
She never said nothing there was nothing she wrote, 
She gone with the man 
In the long black coat. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MAN OF CONSTANT SORROW

 I am a man of constant sorrow 
I've seen trouble all my days 
I'll say goodbye to Colorado 
Where I was born and partly raised. 
 
Your mother says I'm a stranger 
My face you'll never see no more 
But there's one promise, darling: 
I'll see you on God's golden shore. 
 
Through this open world I'm about to trouble 
Through ice and snows, sleet and rain 
I'm about to ride that morning railroad 
Perhaps I'll die on that train. 
 
I'm going back to Colorado 
The place that I started from 
If I had known how bad you'd treat me honey 
I never would have come. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MAN OF PEACE

 Look out your window, baby, there's a scene you'd like to catch, 
The band is playing Dixie, a man got his hand outstretched. 
Could be the Fuhrer 
Could be the local priest. 
You know sometimes 
Satan comes as a man of peace. 
 
He got a sweet gift of gab, he got a harmonious tongue, 
He knows every song of love that ever has been sung. 
Good intentions can be evil, 
Both hands can be full of grease. 
You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace. 
 
Well, first he's in the background, then he's in the front, 
Both eyes are looking like they're on a rabbit hunt. 
Nobody can see through him, 
No, not even the Chief of Police. 
You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace. 
 
Well, he catch you when you're hoping for a glimpse of the sun, 
Catch you when your troubles feel like they weigh a ton. 
He could be standing next to you, 
The person that you'd notice least. 
I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace. 
 
Well, he can be fascinating, he can be dull, 
He can ride down Niagara Falls in the barrels of your skull. 
I can smell something cooking, 
I can tell there's going to be a feast. 
You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace. 
 
He's a great humanitarian, he's a great philanthropist, 
He knows just where to touch you, honey, and how you like to be kissed. 
He'll put both his arms around you, 
You can feel the tender touch of the beast. 
You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace. 
 
Well, the howling wolf will howl tonight, the king snake will crawl, 
Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall. 
Wanna get married? Do it now, 
Tomorrow all activity will cease. 
You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace. 
 
Somewhere Mama's weeping for her blue eyed boy, 
She's holding them little white shoes and that little broken toy 
And he's following a star, 
The same one them three men followed from the East. 
I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MAN ON THE STREET

 I'll sing you a song, ain't very long, 
'Bout an old man who never done wrong. 
How he died nobody can say, 
They found him dead in the street one day. 
 
Well, the crowd, they gathered one fine morn, 
At the man whose clothes 'n' shoes were torn. 
There on the sidewalk he did lay, 
They stopped 'n' stared 'n' walked their way. 
 
Well, the p'liceman come and he looked around, 
 Get up, old man, or I'm a takin' you down. 
He jabbed him once with his billy club 
And the old man then rolled off the curb. 
 
Well, he jabbed him again and loudly said, 
 Call the wagon; this man is dead. 
The wagon come, they loaded him in, 
I never saw the man again. 
 
I've sung you my song, it ain't very long, 
'Bout an old man who never done wrong. 
How he died no one can say, 
They found him dead in the street one day. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MARY ANN

 Oh, fare thee well, my own true love, fare thee well but for a while 
The ship is waiting and the wind blows high 
And I am bound away for the sea, Mary Ann. 
 
Ten thousand miles away from home, ten thousand miles or more 
The sea may freeze and the earth may burn 
If I never nomore return to you, Mary Ann. 
 
Oh, don't you see that crow fly high, she'll surely turn to white 
If never I prove false to you 
Let the day turn to night, my dear, Mary Ann. 
 
If I had a flask of gin and sugar here for two 
And a great big bowl for two to mix it in 
I'd pour a drink for you my dear, Mary Ann 
Yes, I'd pour a drink for you my dear, Mary Ann. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MASTERS OF WAR

 Come you masters of war 
You that build all the guns 
You that build the death planes 
You that build the big bombs 
You that hide behind walls 
You that hide behind desks 
I just want you to know 
I can see through your masks 
 
You that never done nothin' 
But build to destroy 
You play with my world 
Like it's your little toy 
You put a gun in my hand 
And you hide from my eyes 
And you turn and run farther 
When the fast bullets fly 
 
Like Judas of old 
You lie and deceive 
A world war can be won 
You want me to believe 
But I see through your eyes 
And I see through your brain 
Like I see through the water 
That runs down my drain 
 
You fasten the triggers 
For the others to fire 
Then you set back and watch 
When the death count gets higher 
You hide in your mansion 
As young people's blood 
Flows out of their bodies 
And is buried in the mud 
 
You've thrown the worst fear 
That can ever be hurled 
Fear to bring children 
Into the world 
For threatening my baby 
Unborn and unnamed 
You ain't worth the blood 
That runs in your veins 
 
How much do I know 
To talk out of turn 
You might say that I'm young 
You might say I'm unlearned 
But there's one thing I know 
Though I'm younger than you 
Even Jesus would never 
Forgive what you do 
 
Let me ask you one question 
Is your money that good 
Will it buy you forgiveness 
Do you think that it could 
I think you will find 
When your death takes its toll 
All the money you made 
Will never buy back your soul 
 
And I hope that you die 
And your death'll come soon 
I will follow your casket 
In the pale afternoon 
And I'll watch while you're lowered 
Down to your deathbed 
And I'll stand o'er your grave 
'Til I'm sure that you're dead 


 

BOB DYLAN
MASTERS OF WAR

 Come you masters of war 
You that build all the guns 
You that build the death planes 
You that build the big bombs 
You that hide behind walls 
You that hide behind desks 
I just want you to know 
I can see through your masks 
 
You that never done nothin' 
But build to destroy 
You play with my world 
Like it's your little toy 
You put a gun in my hand 
And you hide from my eyes 
And you turn and run farther 
When the fast bullets fly 
 
Like Judas of old 
You lie and deceive 
A world war can be won 
You want me to believe 
But I see through your eyes 
And I see through your brain 
Like I see through the water 
That runs down my drain 
 
You fasten the triggers 
For the others to fire 
Then you set back and watch 
When the death count gets higher 
You hide in your mansion 
As young people's blood 
Flows out of their bodies 
And is buried in the mud 
 
You've thrown the worst fear 
That can ever be hurled 
Fear to bring children 
Into the world 
For threatening my baby 
Unborn and unnamed 
You ain't worth the blood 
That runs in your veins 
 
How much do I know 
To talk out of turn 
You might say that I'm young 
You might say I'm unlearned 
But there's one thing I know 
Though I'm younger than you 
Even Jesus would never 
Forgive what you do 
 
Let me ask you one question 
Is your money that good 
Will it buy you forgiveness 
Do you think that it could 
I think you will find 
When your death takes its toll 
All the money you made 
Will never buy back your soul 
 
And I hope that you die 
And your death'll come soon 
I will follow your casket 
In the pale afternoon 
And I'll watch while you're lowered 
Down to your deathbed 
And I'll stand o'er your grave 
'Til I'm sure that you're dead 


 

BOB DYLAN
MASTERS OF WAR

 Come you masters of war 
You that build all the guns 
You that build the death planes 
You that build the big bombs 
You that hide behind walls 
You that hide behind desks 
I just want you to know 
I can see through your masks 
 
You that never done nothin' 
But build to destroy 
You play with my world 
Like it's your little toy 
You put a gun in my hand 
And you hide from my eyes 
And you turn and run farther 
When the fast bullets fly 
 
Like Judas of old 
You lie and deceive 
A world war can be won 
You want me to believe 
But I see through your eyes 
And I see through your brain 
Like I see through the water 
That runs down my drain 
 
You fasten the triggers 
For the others to fire 
Then you set back and watch 
When the death count gets higher 
You hide in your mansion 
As young people's blood 
Flows out of their bodies 
And is buried in the mud 
 
You've thrown the worst fear 
That can ever be hurled 
Fear to bring children 
Into the world 
For threatening my baby 
Unborn and unnamed 
You ain't worth the blood 
That runs in your veins 
 
How much do I know 
To talk out of turn 
You might say that I'm young 
You might say I'm unlearned 
But there's one thing I know 
Though I'm younger than you 
Even Jesus would never 
Forgive what you do 
 
Let me ask you one question 
Is your money that good 
Will it buy you forgiveness 
Do you think that it could 
I think you will find 
When your death takes its toll 
All the money you made 
Will never buy back your soul 
 
And I hope that you die 
And your death'll come soon 
I will follow your casket 
In the pale afternoon 
And I'll watch while you're lowered 
Down to your deathbed 
And I'll stand o'er your grave 
'Til I'm sure that you're dead 


 

BOB DYLAN
MASTERS OF WAR

 Come you masters of war 
You that build all the guns 
You that build the death planes 
You that build the big bombs 
You that hide behind walls 
You that hide behind desks 
I just want you to know 
I can see through your masks 
 
You that never done nothin' 
But build to destroy 
You play with my world 
Like it's your little toy 
You put a gun in my hand 
And you hide from my eyes 
And you turn and run farther 
When the fast bullets fly 
 
Like Judas of old 
You lie and deceive 
A world war can be won 
You want me to believe 
But I see through your eyes 
And I see through your brain 
Like I see through the water 
That runs down my drain 
 
You fasten the triggers 
For the others to fire 
Then you set back and watch 
When the death count gets higher 
You hide in your mansion 
As young people's blood 
Flows out of their bodies 
And is buried in the mud 
 
You've thrown the worst fear 
That can ever be hurled 
Fear to bring children 
Into the world 
For threatening my baby 
Unborn and unnamed 
You ain't worth the blood 
That runs in your veins 
 
How much do I know 
To talk out of turn 
You might say that I'm young 
You might say I'm unlearned 
But there's one thing I know 
Though I'm younger than you 
Even Jesus would never 
Forgive what you do 
 
Let me ask you one question 
Is your money that good 
Will it buy you forgiveness 
Do you think that it could 
I think you will find 
When your death takes its toll 
All the money you made 
Will never buy back your soul 
 
And I hope that you die 
And your death'll come soon 
I will follow your casket 
In the pale afternoon 
And I'll watch while you're lowered 
Down to your deathbed 
And I'll stand o'er your grave 
'Til I'm sure that you're dead 


 

BOB DYLAN
MAYBE SOMEDAY

 Maybe someday you'll be satisfied 
When you've lost everything you'll have nothing left to hide. 
When you're through running over things like you're walking 'cross the tracks, 
Maybe you'll beg me to take you back. 
Maybe someday you'll find out everybody's somebody's fool, 
Maybe then you'll realize what it would have taken to keep me cool. 
Maybe someday when you're by yourself alone 
You'll know the love that I had for you was never my own. 
 
Maybe someday you'll have nowhere to turn, 
You'll look back and wonder 'bout the bridges you have burned. 
You'll look back sometime when the lights grow dim 
And you'll see you look much better with me than you do with him. 
Through hostile cities and unfriendly towns, 
Thirty pieces of silver, no money down. 
Maybe someday, you will understand 
That something for nothing is everybody's plan. 
 
Maybe someday you'll remember what you felt 
When there was blood on the moon in the cotton belt. 
When both of us, baby, were going though some sort of a test 
Neither one of us could do what we do best. 
I should have known better, baby, I should have called your bluff. 
I guess I was too off the handle, not sentimental enough. 
Maybe someday, you'll believe me when I say 
That I wanted you, baby, in every kind of way. 
 
Maybe someday you'll hear a voice from on high 
Sayin' For whose sake did you live, for whose sake did you die? 
Forgive me, baby, for what I didn't do 
For not breakin' down no bedroom door to get at you. 
Always was a sucker for the right cross. 
Never wanted to go home 'til the last cent was lost. 
Maybe someday you will look back and see 
That I made it so easy for you to follow me. 
 
Maybe someday there'll be nothing to tell. 
I'm just as happy as you, baby, I just can't say it so well. 
Never slumbered or slept or waited for lightning to strike. 
There's no excuse for you to say that we don't think alike. 
You said you were going' to Frisco, stay a couple of months. 
I always liked San Francisco, I was there for a party once. 
Maybe someday you'll see that it's true 
There was no greater love than what I had for you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MEET ME IN THE MORNING

 Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha 
Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha 
Honey, we could be in Kansas 
By time the snow begins to thaw. 
 
They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn 
They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn 
But you wouldn't know it by me 
Every day's been darkness since you been gone. 
 
Little rooster crowin', there must be something on his mind 
Little rooster crowin', there must be something on his mind 
Well, I feel just like that rooster 
Honey, ya treat me so unkind. 
 
The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed 
Well, the birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed 
Well now, I ain't got any matches 
And the station doors are closed. 
 
Well, I struggled through barbed wire, felt the hail fall from above 
Well, I struggled through barbed wire, felt the hail fall from above 
Well, you know I even outran the hound dogs 
Honey, you know I've earned your love. 
 
Look at the sun sinkin' like a ship 
Look at the sun sinkin' like a ship 
Ain't that just like my heart, babe 
When you kissed my lips? 


 

BOB DYLAN
MILLION DOLLAR BASH

 Well, that big dumb blonde 
With her wheel in the gorge 
And Turtle, that friend of theirs 
With his checks all forged 
And his cheeks in a chunk 
With his cheese in the cash 
They're all gonna be there 
At that million dollar bash 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
It's that million dollar bash 
 
Ev'rybody from right now 
To over there and back 
The louder they come 
The harder they crack 
Come now, sweet cream 
Don't forget to flash 
We're all gonna meet 
At that million dollar bash 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
It's that million dollar bash 
 
Well, I took my counselor 
Out to the barn 
Silly Nelly was there 
She told him a yarn 
Then along came Jones 
Emptied the trash 
Ev'rybody went down 
To that million dollar bash 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
It's that million dollar bash 
 
Well, I'm hittin' it too hard 
My stones won't take 
I get up in the mornin' 
But it's too early to wake 
First it's hello, goodbye 
Then push and then crash 
But we're all gonna make it 
At that million dollar bash 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
It's that million dollar bash 
 
Well, I looked at my watch 
I looked at my wrist 
Punched myself in the face 
With my fist 
I took my potatoes 
Down to be mashed 
Then I made it over 
To that million dollar bash 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
It's that million dollar bash 


 

BOB DYLAN
MILLION DOLLAR BASH

 Well, that big dumb blonde 
With her wheel in the gorge 
And Turtle, that friend of theirs 
With his checks all forged 
And his cheeks in a chunk 
With his cheese in the cash 
They're all gonna be there 
At that million dollar bash 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
It's that million dollar bash 
 
Ev'rybody from right now 
To over there and back 
The louder they come 
The harder they crack 
Come now, sweet cream 
Don't forget to flash 
We're all gonna meet 
At that million dollar bash 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
It's that million dollar bash 
 
Well, I took my counselor 
Out to the barn 
Silly Nelly was there 
She told him a yarn 
Then along came Jones 
Emptied the trash 
Ev'rybody went down 
To that million dollar bash 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
It's that million dollar bash 
 
Well, I'm hittin' it too hard 
My stones won't take 
I get up in the mornin' 
But it's too early to wake 
First it's hello, goodbye 
Then push and then crash 
But we're all gonna make it 
At that million dollar bash 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
It's that million dollar bash 
 
Well, I looked at my watch 
I looked at my wrist 
Punched myself in the face 
With my fist 
I took my potatoes 
Down to be mashed 
Then I made it over 
To that million dollar bash 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
Ooh, baby, ooh ee 
It's that million dollar bash 


 

BOB DYLAN
MILLION MILES

 You took a part of me that I really miss 
I keep asking myself how long it can go on like this 
You told yourself a lie; that's all right mama, I told myself one too 
I'm trying to get closer but I'm still a million miles from you 
 
You took the silver, you took the gold 
You left me standing out in the cold 
People ask about you; I didn't tell them everything I knew 
Well I'm trying to get closer, but I'm still a million miles from you 
 
I'm drifting in and out of dreamless sleep 
Throwing all my memories in a ditch so deep 
Did so many things I never did intend to do 
Well I'm trying to get closer, but I'm still a million miles from you 
 
I need your love so bad, turn your lamp down low 
I need every bit of it for the places that I go 
Sometimes I wonder just what it's all coming to 
Well I'm tryin' to get closer, but I'm still a million miles from you 
 
Well I don't dare close my eyes and I don't dare wink 
Maybe in the next life I'll be able to hear myself think 
Feel like talking to somebody but I just don't know who 
Well, I'm tryin' to get closer but I'm still a million miles from you 
 
The last thing you said before you hit the street 
 Gonna find me a janitor to sweep me off my feet 
I said, That's all right mama.... you..... you do what you gotta do 
Well, I'm tryin' to get closer; I'm still a million miles from you 
 
Rock me, pretty baby, rock me 'til everything gets real 
Rock me for a little while, rock me 'til there's nothing left to feel 
And I'll rock you too 
I'm tryin' to get closer but I'm still a million miles from you 
 
Well, there's voices in the night trying to be heard 
I'm sitting here listening to every mind polluting word 
I know plenty of people who would put me up for a day or two 
Yes, I'm tryin' to get closer but I'm still a million miles from you 


 

BOB DYLAN
MINSTREL BOY

 Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin? 
Who's gonna let it roll? 
Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin? 
Who's gonna let it down easy to save his soul? 
 
Oh, Lucky's been drivin' a long, long time 
And now he's stuck on top of the hill. 
With twelve forward gears, it's been a long hard climb, 
And with all of them ladies, though, he's lonely still. 
 
Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin? 
Who's gonna let it roll? 
Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin? 
Who's gonna let it down easy to save his soul? 
 
Well, he deep in number and heavy in toil, 
Mighty Mockingbird, he still has such a heavy load. 
Beneath his bound'ries, what more can I tell, 
With all of his trav'lin', but I'm still on that road. 
 
Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin? 
Who's gonna let it roll? 
Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin? 
Who's gonna let it down easy to save his soul? 


 

BOB DYLAN
MISSISSIPPI

 Every step of the way we walk the line 
Your days are numbered, so are mine 
Time is pilin' up, we struggle and we scrape 
We're all boxed in, nowhere to escape 
 
City's just a jungle, more games to play 
Trapped in the heart of it, trying to get away 
I was raised in the country, I been workin' in the town 
I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down 
 
Got nothing for you, I had nothing before 
Don't even have anything for myself anymore 
Sky full of fire, pain pourin' down 
Nothing you can sell me, I'll see you around 
 
All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime 
Could never do you justice in reason or rhyme 
Only one thing I did wrong 
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long 
 
Well, the devil's in the alley, mule's in the stall 
Say anything you wanna, I have heard it all 
I was thinkin' about the things that Rosie said 
I was dreaming I was sleeping in Rosie's bed 
 
Walking through the leaves, falling from the trees 
Feeling like a stranger nobody sees 
So many things that we never will undo 
I know you're sorry, I'm sorry too 
 
Some people will offer you their hand and some won't 
Last night I knew you, tonight I don't 
I need somethin' strong to distract my mind 
I'm gonna look at you 'til my eyes go blind 
 
Well I got here following the southern star 
I crossed that river just to be where you are 
Only one thing I did wrong 
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long 
 
Well my ship's been split to splinters and it's sinking fast 
I'm drownin' in the poison, got no future, got no past 
But my heart is not weary, it's light and it's free 
I've got nothin' but affection for all those who've sailed with me 
 
Everybody movin' if they ain't already there 
Everybody got to move somewhere 
Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow 
Things should start to get interesting right about now 
 
My clothes are wet, tight on my skin 
Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in 
I know that fortune is waitin' to be kind 
So give me your hand and say you'll be mine 
 
Well, the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay 
You can always come back, but you can't come back all the way 
Only one thing I did wrong 
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long 


 

BOB DYLAN
MIXED UP CONFUSION

 I got mixed up confusion 
Man, it's a killin' me 
 
Well, there's too many people 
And they're all too hard to please 
 
Well, my hat's in my hand 
Babe, I'm walkin' down the line 
 
An' I'm lookin' for a woman 
Whose head's mixed up like mine 
 
Well, my head's full of questions 
My temp'rature's risin' fast 
 
Well, I'm lookin' for some answers 
But I don't know who to ask 
 
But I'm walkin' and wonderin' 
And my poor feet don't ever stop 
 
Seein' my reflection 
I'm hung over, hung down, hung up! 


 

BOB DYLAN
MOONLIGHT

 The seasons they are turnin' and my sad heart is yearnin' 
To hear again the songbird's sweet melodious tone 
Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? 
 
The dusky light, the day is losing 
Orchids, poppies, black eyed Susan 
The earth and sky that melts with flesh and bone 
Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? 
 
The air is thick and heavy 
All along the levee 
Where the geese into the countryside have flown 
Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? 
 
Well, I'm preachin' peace and harmony 
The blessings of tranquility 
Yet I know when the time is right to strike 
I'll take you 'cross the river dear 
You've no need to linger here 
I know the kinds of things you like 
 
The clouds are turnin' crimson 
The leaves fall from the limbs an' 
The branches cast their shadows over stone 
Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? 
 
The boulevards of cypress trees 
The masquerades of birds and bees 
The petals, pink and white, the wind has blown 
Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? 
 
The trailing moss and mystic glow 
Purple blossoms soft as snow 
My tears keep flowing to the sea 
Doctor, lawyer, Indian chief 
It takes a thief to catch a thief 
For whom does the bell toll for, love? It tolls for you and me 
 
My pulse is runnin' through my palm 
The sharp hills are rising from 
The yellow fields with twisted oaks that groan 
Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? 


 

BOB DYLAN
MOONSHINER

 I've been a moonshiner, 
For seventeen long years, 
I've spent all my money, 
On whiskey and beer, 
I go to some hollow, 
And sit at my still 
And if whiskey dont kill me, 
Then I dont know what will, 
 
I go to some bar room, 
And drink with my friends, 
Where the women cant follow, 
And see what I spend, 
God bless them pretty women, 
I wish they was mine, 
Their breath is as sweet, 
The dew on the vine, 
 
Let me eat when I am hungry, 
Let me drink when I am dry, 
A dollar when I am hard up, 
Religion when I die, 
The whole world's a bottle, 
And life's but a dram, 
When the bottle gets empty, 
It sure ain't worth a damn.

 

BOB DYLAN
MOST LIKELY YOU GO YOUR WAY AND I'LL GO MINE

 You say you love me 
And you're thinkin' of me, 
But you know you could be wrong. 
You say you told me 
That you wanna hold me, 
But you know you're not that strong. 
I just can't do what I done before, 
I just can't beg you any more. 
I'm gonna let you pass 
And I'll go last. 
Then time will tell just who fell 
And who's been left behind, 
When you go your way and I go mine. 
 
You say you disturb me 
And you don't deserve me, 
But you know sometimes you lie. 
You say you're shakin' 
And you're always achin', 
But you know how hard you try. 
Sometimes it gets so hard to care, 
It can't be this way ev'rywhere. 
And I'm gonna let you pass, 
Yes, and I'll go last. 
Then time will tell just who fell 
And who's been left behind, 
When you go your way and I go mine. 
 
The judge, he holds a grudge, 
He's gonna call on you. 
But he's badly built 
And he walks on stilts, 
Watch out he don't fall on you. 
 
You say you're sorry 
For tellin' stories 
That you know I believe are true. 
You say ya got some 
Other kinda lover 
And yes, I believe you do. 
You say my kisses are not like his, 
But this time I'm not gonna tell you why that is. 
I'm just gonna let you pass, 
Yes, and I'll go last. 
Then time will tell who fell 
And who's been left behind, 
When you go your way and I go mine. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MOST LIKELY YOU GO YOUR WAY AND I'LL GO MINE

 You say you love me 
And you're thinkin' of me, 
But you know you could be wrong. 
You say you told me 
That you wanna hold me, 
But you know you're not that strong. 
I just can't do what I done before, 
I just can't beg you any more. 
I'm gonna let you pass 
And I'll go last. 
Then time will tell just who fell 
And who's been left behind, 
When you go your way and I go mine. 
 
You say you disturb me 
And you don't deserve me, 
But you know sometimes you lie. 
You say you're shakin' 
And you're always achin', 
But you know how hard you try. 
Sometimes it gets so hard to care, 
It can't be this way ev'rywhere. 
And I'm gonna let you pass, 
Yes, and I'll go last. 
Then time will tell just who fell 
And who's been left behind, 
When you go your way and I go mine. 
 
The judge, he holds a grudge, 
He's gonna call on you. 
But he's badly built 
And he walks on stilts, 
Watch out he don't fall on you. 
 
You say you're sorry 
For tellin' stories 
That you know I believe are true. 
You say ya got some 
Other kinda lover 
And yes, I believe you do. 
You say my kisses are not like his, 
But this time I'm not gonna tell you why that is. 
I'm just gonna let you pass, 
Yes, and I'll go last. 
Then time will tell who fell 
And who's been left behind, 
When you go your way and I go mine. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MOST LIKELY YOU GO YOUR WAY AND I'LL GO MINE

 You say you love me 
And you're thinkin' of me, 
But you know you could be wrong. 
You say you told me 
That you wanna hold me, 
But you know you're not that strong. 
I just can't do what I done before, 
I just can't beg you any more. 
I'm gonna let you pass 
And I'll go last. 
Then time will tell just who fell 
And who's been left behind, 
When you go your way and I go mine. 
 
You say you disturb me 
And you don't deserve me, 
But you know sometimes you lie. 
You say you're shakin' 
And you're always achin', 
But you know how hard you try. 
Sometimes it gets so hard to care, 
It can't be this way ev'rywhere. 
And I'm gonna let you pass, 
Yes, and I'll go last. 
Then time will tell just who fell 
And who's been left behind, 
When you go your way and I go mine. 
 
The judge, he holds a grudge, 
He's gonna call on you. 
But he's badly built 
And he walks on stilts, 
Watch out he don't fall on you. 
 
You say you're sorry 
For tellin' stories 
That you know I believe are true. 
You say ya got some 
Other kinda lover 
And yes, I believe you do. 
You say my kisses are not like his, 
But this time I'm not gonna tell you why that is. 
I'm just gonna let you pass, 
Yes, and I'll go last. 
Then time will tell who fell 
And who's been left behind, 
When you go your way and I go mine. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MOST OF THE TIME

 Most of the time 
I'm clear focused all around, 
Most of the time 
I can keep both feet on the ground, 
I can follow the path, I can read the signs, 
Stay right with it, when the road unwinds, 
I can handle whatever I stumble upon, 
I don't even notice she's gone, 
Most of the time. 
 
Most of the time 
It's well understood, 
Most of the time 
I wouldn't change it if I could, 
I can't make it all match up, I can hold my own, 
I can deal with the situation right down to the bone, 
I can survive, I can endure 
And I don't even think about her 
Most of the time. 
 
Most of the time 
My head is on straight, 
Most of the time 
I'm strong enough not to hate. 
I don't build up illusion 'till it makes me sick, 
I ain't afraid of confusion no matter how thick 
I can smile in the face of mankind. 
Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine 
Most of the time. 
 
Most of the time 
She ain't even in my mind, 
I wouldn't know her if I saw her 
She's that far behind. 
Most of the time 
I can't even be sure 
If she was ever with me 
Or if I was with her. 
 
Most of the time 
I'm halfway content, 
Most of the time 
I know exactly where I went, 
I don't cheat on myself, I don't run and hide, 
Hide from the feelings, that are buried inside, 
I don't compromised and I don't pretend, 
I don't even care if I ever see her again 
Most of the time. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MOTORPSYCHO NIGHTMARE

 I pounded on a farmhouse 
Lookin' for a place to stay. 
I was mighty, mighty tired, 
I had gone a long, long way. 
I said, Hey, hey, in there, 
Is there anybody home? 
I was standin' on the steps 
Feelin' most alone. 
Well, out comes a farmer, 
He must have thought that I was nuts. 
He immediately looked at me 
And stuck a gun into my guts. 
 
I fell down 
To my bended knees, 
Saying, I dig farmers, 
Don't shoot me, please! 
He cocked his rifle 
And began to shout, 
 You're that travelin' salesman 
That I have heard about. 
I said, No! No! No! 
I'm a doctor and it's true, 
I'm a clean cut kid 
And I been to college, too. 
 
Then in comes his daughter 
Whose name was Rita. 
She looked like she stepped out of 
La Dolce Vita. 
I immediately tried to cool it 
With her dad, 
And told him what a 
Nice, pretty farm he had. 
He said, What do doctors 
Know about farms, pray tell? 
I said, I was born 
At the bottom of a wishing well. 
 
Well, by the dirt 'neath my nails 
I guess he knew I wouldn't lie. 
 I guess you're tired, 
He said, kinda sly. 
I said, Yes, ten thousand miles 
Today I drove. 
He said, I got a bed for you 
Underneath the stove. 
Just one condition 
And you go to sleep right now, 
That you don't touch my daughter 
And in the morning, milk the cow. 
 
I was sleepin' like a rat 
When I heard something jerkin'. 
There stood Rita 
Lookin' just like Tony Perkins. 
She said, Would you like to take a shower? 
I'll show you up to the door. 
I said, Oh, no! no! 
I've been through this before. 
I knew I had to split 
But I didn't know how, 
When she said, 
 Would you like to take that shower, now? 
 
Well, I couldn't leave 
Unless the old man chased me out, 
'Cause I'd already promised 
That I'd milk his cows. 
I had to say something 
To strike him very weird, 
So I yelled out, 
 I like Fidel Castro and his beard. 
Rita looked offended 
But she got out of the way, 
As he came charging down the stairs 
Sayin', What's that I heard you say? 
 
I said, I like Fidel Castro, 
I think you heard me right, 
And ducked as he swung 
At me with all his might. 
Rita mumbled something 
'Bout her mother on the hill, 
As his fist hit the icebox, 
He said he's going to kill me 
If I don't get out the door 
In two seconds flat, 
 You unpatriotic, 
Rotten doctor Commie rat. 
 
Well, he threw a Reader's Digest 
At my head and I did run, 
I did a somersault 
As I seen him get his gun 
And crashed through the window 
At a hundred miles an hour, 
And landed fully blast 
In his garden flowers. 
Rita said, Come back! 
As he started to load 
The sun was comin' up 
And I was runnin' down the road. 
 
Well, I don't figure I'll be back 
There for a spell, 
Even though Rita moved away 
And got a job in a motel. 
He still waits for me, 
Constant, on the sly. 
He wants to turn me in 
To the F.B.I. 
Me, I romp and stomp, 
Thankful as I romp, 
Without freedom of speech, 
I might be in the swamp. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MOZAMBIQUE

 I like to spend some time in Mozambique 
The sunny sky is aqua blue 
And all the couples dancing cheek to cheek. 
It's very nice to stay a week or two. 
 
There's lots of pretty girls in Mozambique 
And plenty time for good romance 
And everybody likes to stop and speak 
To give the special one you seek a chance 
Or maybe say hello with just a glance. 
 
Lying next to her by the ocean 
Reaching out and touching her hand, 
Whispering your secret emotion 
Magic in a magical land. 
 
And when it's time for leaving Mozambique, 
To say goodbye to sand and sea, 
You turn around to take a final peek 
And you see why it's so unique to be 
Among the lovely people living free 
Upon the beach of sunny Mozambique. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MR. BOJANGLES

 I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you in worn out shoes 
Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants, that old soft shoe 
He'd jump so high, he'd jump so high, will he likely touch down ? 
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance. 
 
I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was down and out 
He looked to me to be the eye of age as he spoke right out 
He talked of life, he talked of life, laughing slapped his leg stale 
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance. 
 
He said the name Bojangles and he danced a lick all across the cell 
He grabbed his pants for a better stance, oh he jumped so high and he clicked 
up his heels 
He let go laugh, he let go laugh, shook back his clothes all around 
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance, yeah, dance. 
 
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs throughtout the south 
He spoke with tears of 15 years of how his dog and him but just travelled all about 
Hid dog up and died, he up and died, and after 20 years he still grieves 
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance. 
 
He said I dance now at every chance at honky tonks for drinks and tips 
But most of the time I spend behind these county bars,Ocause I drink so bitO 
He shook his head, yes he shook his head, I heard someone ask him, OpleaseO, 
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance, dance, Mr Bojangles, dance. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MR. TAMBOURINE MAN

 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, 
Vanished from my hand, 
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping. 
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, 
I have no one to meet 
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, 
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, 
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels 
To be wanderin'. 
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade 
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, 
I promise to go under it. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, 
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run 
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'. 
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme 
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind, 
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're 
Seein' that he's chasing. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, 
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, 
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, 
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. 
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, 
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, 
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, 
Let me forget about today until tomorrow. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MR. TAMBOURINE MAN

 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, 
Vanished from my hand, 
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping. 
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, 
I have no one to meet 
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, 
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, 
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels 
To be wanderin'. 
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade 
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, 
I promise to go under it. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, 
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run 
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'. 
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme 
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind, 
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're 
Seein' that he's chasing. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, 
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, 
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, 
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. 
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, 
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, 
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, 
Let me forget about today until tomorrow. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MR. TAMBOURINE MAN

 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, 
Vanished from my hand, 
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping. 
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, 
I have no one to meet 
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, 
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, 
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels 
To be wanderin'. 
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade 
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, 
I promise to go under it. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, 
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run 
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'. 
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme 
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind, 
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're 
Seein' that he's chasing. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, 
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, 
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, 
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. 
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, 
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, 
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, 
Let me forget about today until tomorrow. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MR. TAMBOURINE MAN

 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, 
Vanished from my hand, 
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping. 
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, 
I have no one to meet 
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, 
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, 
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels 
To be wanderin'. 
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade 
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, 
I promise to go under it. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, 
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run 
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'. 
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme 
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind, 
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're 
Seein' that he's chasing. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, 
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, 
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, 
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. 
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, 
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, 
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, 
Let me forget about today until tomorrow. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MR. TAMBOURINE MAN

 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, 
Vanished from my hand, 
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping. 
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, 
I have no one to meet 
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, 
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, 
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels 
To be wanderin'. 
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade 
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, 
I promise to go under it. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, 
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run 
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'. 
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme 
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind, 
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're 
Seein' that he's chasing. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, 
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, 
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, 
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. 
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, 
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, 
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, 
Let me forget about today until tomorrow. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MR. TAMBOURINE MAN

 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, 
Vanished from my hand, 
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping. 
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, 
I have no one to meet 
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, 
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, 
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels 
To be wanderin'. 
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade 
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, 
I promise to go under it. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, 
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run 
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'. 
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme 
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind, 
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're 
Seein' that he's chasing. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, 
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, 
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, 
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. 
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, 
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, 
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, 
Let me forget about today until tomorrow. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MR. TAMBOURINE MAN

 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, 
Vanished from my hand, 
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping. 
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, 
I have no one to meet 
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, 
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, 
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels 
To be wanderin'. 
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade 
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, 
I promise to go under it. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, 
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run 
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'. 
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme 
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind, 
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're 
Seein' that he's chasing. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, 
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, 
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, 
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. 
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, 
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, 
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, 
Let me forget about today until tomorrow. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MR. TAMBOURINE MAN

 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, 
Vanished from my hand, 
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping. 
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, 
I have no one to meet 
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, 
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, 
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels 
To be wanderin'. 
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade 
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, 
I promise to go under it. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, 
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run 
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'. 
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme 
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind, 
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're 
Seein' that he's chasing. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 
 
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, 
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, 
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, 
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. 
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, 
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, 
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, 
Let me forget about today until tomorrow. 
 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. 
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MY BACK PAGES

 Crimson flames tied through my ears 
Rollin' high and mighty traps 
Pounced with fire on flaming roads 
Using ideas as my maps 
 We'll meet on edges, soon, said I 
Proud 'neath heated brow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 
 
Half wracked prejudice leaped forth 
 Rip down all hate, I screamed 
Lies that life is black and white 
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed 
Romantic facts of musketeers 
Foundationed deep, somehow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 
 
Girls' faces formed the forward path 
From phony jealousy 
To memorizing politics 
Of ancient history 
Flung down by corpse evangelists 
Unthought of, though, somehow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 
 
A self ordained professor's tongue 
Too serious to fool 
Spouted out that liberty 
Is just equality in school 
 Equality, I spoke the word 
As if a wedding vow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 
 
In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand 
At the mongrel dogs who teach 
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy 
In the instant that I preach 
My pathway led by confusion boats 
Mutiny from stern to bow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 
 
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats 
Too noble to neglect 
Deceived me into thinking 
I had something to protect 
Good and bad, I define these terms 
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MY BACK PAGES

 Crimson flames tied through my ears 
Rollin' high and mighty traps 
Pounced with fire on flaming roads 
Using ideas as my maps 
 We'll meet on edges, soon, said I 
Proud 'neath heated brow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 
 
Half wracked prejudice leaped forth 
 Rip down all hate, I screamed 
Lies that life is black and white 
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed 
Romantic facts of musketeers 
Foundationed deep, somehow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 
 
Girls' faces formed the forward path 
From phony jealousy 
To memorizing politics 
Of ancient history 
Flung down by corpse evangelists 
Unthought of, though, somehow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 
 
A self ordained professor's tongue 
Too serious to fool 
Spouted out that liberty 
Is just equality in school 
 Equality, I spoke the word 
As if a wedding vow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 
 
In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand 
At the mongrel dogs who teach 
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy 
In the instant that I preach 
My pathway led by confusion boats 
Mutiny from stern to bow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 
 
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats 
Too noble to neglect 
Deceived me into thinking 
I had something to protect 
Good and bad, I define these terms 
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 


 

BOB DYLAN
MY BACK PAGES

 Crimson flames tied through my ears 
Rollin' high and mighty traps 
Pounced with fire on flaming roads 
Using ideas as my maps 
 We'll meet on edges, soon, said I 
Proud 'neath heated brow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 
 
Half wracked prejudice leaped forth 
 Rip down all hate, I screamed 
Lies that life is black and white 
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed 
Romantic facts of musketeers 
Foundationed deep, somehow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 
 
Girls' faces formed the forward path 
From phony jealousy 
To memorizing politics 
Of ancient history 
Flung down by corpse evangelists 
Unthought of, though, somehow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 
 
A self ordained professor's tongue 
Too serious to fool 
Spouted out that liberty 
Is just equality in school 
 Equality, I spoke the word 
As if a wedding vow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 
 
In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand 
At the mongrel dogs who teach 
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy 
In the instant that I preach 
My pathway led by confusion boats 
Mutiny from stern to bow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 
 
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats 
Too noble to neglect 
Deceived me into thinking 
I had something to protect 
Good and bad, I define these terms 
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow. 
Ah, but I was so much older then, 
I'm younger than that now. 


 

BOB DYLAN
NASHVILLE SKYLINE RAG

 (Instrumental)

 

BOB DYLAN
NEED A WOMAN

 It's been raining in the trenches all day long, dripping down to my clothes, 
My patience is wearing thin, got a fire inside my nose. 
Searching for the truth the way God designed it, 
The truth is I might drown before I find it. 
 
Well I need a woman, yes I do 
Need a woman, yes I do. 
Someone who can see me as I am, 
Somebody who just don't give a damn. 
And I want you to be that woman every night, 
Be that woman. 
 
I've had my eyes on you baby for about five long years, 
You probably don't know me at all, but I have seen your laughter and tears. 
Now you don't frighten me, my heart is jumping 
And you look like it wouldn't hurt you none to have a man who could give ya something. 
 
Well I need a woman, oh don't I 
Need a woman, bring it home safe at last. 
Seen you turn the corner, seen your bootheels spark, 
Seen you in the daylight, and watched you in the dark. 
And I want you to be that woman, all right 
Be that woman every night. 
 
Well, if you believe in something long enough you just naturally come to think it's true. 
There ain't no wall you can't cross over, ain't no fire you can't walk through. 
Well, believing is all right, just don't let the wrong people know what it's all about. 
They might put the evil eye on you, use their hidden powers to try to turn you out. 
 
Well I need a woman, just to be my queen. 
Need a woman, know what I mean? 


 

BOB DYLAN
NEIGHBORHOOD BULLY

 Well, the neighborhood bully, he's just one man, 
His enemies say he's on their land. 
They got him outnumbered about a million to one, 
He got no place to escape to, no place to run. 
He's the neighborhood bully. 
 
The neighborhood bully just lives to survive, 
He's criticized and condemned for being alive. 
He's not supposed to fight back, he's supposed to have thick skin, 
He's supposed to lay down and die when his door is kicked in. 
He's the neighborhood bully. 
 
The neighborhood bully been driven out of every land, 
He's wandered the earth an exiled man. 
Seen his family scattered, his people hounded and torn, 
He's always on trial for just being born. 
He's the neighborhood bully. 
 
Well, he knocked out a lynch mob, he was criticized, 
Old women condemned him, said he should apologize. 
Then he destroyed a bomb factory, nobody was glad. 
The bombs were meant for him. 
He was supposed to feel bad. 
He's the neighborhood bully. 
 
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim 
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him, 
'Cause there's a noose at his neck and a gun at his back 
And a license to kill him is given out to every maniac. 
He's the neighborhood bully. 
 
He got no allies to really speak of. 
What he gets he must pay for, he don't get it out of love. 
He buys obsolete weapons and he won't be denied 
But no one sends flesh and blood to fight by his side. 
He's the neighborhood bully. 
 
Well, he's surrounded by pacifists who all want peace, 
They pray for it nightly that the bloodshed must cease. 
Now, they wouldn't hurt a fly. 
To hurt one they would weep. 
They lay and they wait for this bully to fall asleep. 
He's the neighborhood bully. 
 
Every empire that's enslaved him is gone, 
Egypt and Rome, even the great Babylon. 
He's made a garden of paradise in the desert sand, 
In bed with nobody, under no one's command. 
He's the neighborhood bully. 
 
Now his holiest books have been trampled upon, 
No contract he signed was worth what it was written on. 
He took the crumbs of the world and he turned it into wealth, 
Took sickness and disease and he turned it into health. 
He's the neighborhood bully. 
 
What's anybody indebted to him for? 
Nothin', they say. 
He just likes to cause war. 
Pride and prejudice and superstition indeed, 
They wait for this bully like a dog waits to feed. 
He's the neighborhood bully. 
 
What has he done to wear so many scars? 
Does he change the course of rivers? 
Does he pollute the moon and stars? 
Neighborhood bully, standing on the hill, 
Running out the clock, time standing still, 
Neighborhood bully. 


 

BOB DYLAN
NEVER GONNA BE THE SAME AGAIN

 Now you're here beside me, baby, 
You're a living dream. 
And every time you get this close 
It makes me want to scream. 
You touched me and you knew 
That I was warm for you and then, 
I ain't never gonna be the same again. 
 
Sorry if I hurt you, baby, 
Sorry if I did. 
Sorry if I touched the place 
Where your secrets are hid. 
But you meant more than everything, 
And I could not pretend, 
I ain't never gonna be the same again. 
 
You give me something to think about, baby, 
Every time I see ya. 
Don't worry, baby, I don't mind leaving, 
I'd just like it to be my idea. 
 
You taught me how to love you, baby, 
You taught me, oh, so well. 
Now, I can't go back to what was, baby, 
I can't unring the bell. 
You took my reality 
And cast it to the wind 
And I ain't never gonna be the same again

 

BOB DYLAN
NEVER SAY GOODBYE

 Twilight on the frozen lake 
North wind about to break 
On footprints in the snow 
Silence down below. 
 
You're beautiful beyond words 
You're beautiful to me 
You can make me cry 
Never say goodbye. 
 
Time is all I have to give 
You can have it if you choose 
With me you can live 
Never say goodbye. 
 
My dreams are made of iron and steel 
With a big bouquet 
Of roses hanging down 
From the heavens to the ground. 
 
The crashing waves roll over me 
As I stand upon the sand 
Wait for you to come 
And grab hold of my hand. 
 
Oh, baby, baby, baby blue 
You'll change your last name, too 
You've turned your hair to brown 
Love to see it hangin' down. 


 

BOB DYLAN
NEW MORNING

 Can't you hear that rooster crowin'? 
Rabbit runnin' down across the road 
Underneath the bridge where the water flowed through 
So happy just to see you smile 
Underneath the sky of blue 
On this new morning, new morning 
On this new morning with you. 
 
Can't you hear that motor turnin'? 
Automobile comin' into style 
Comin' down the road for a country mile or two 
So happy just to see you smile 
Underneath the sky of blue 
On this new morning, new morning 
On this new morning with you. 
 
The night passed away so quickly 
It always does when you're with me. 
 
Can't you feel that sun a shinin'? 
Ground hog runnin' by the country stream 
This must be the day that all of my dreams come true 
So happy just to be alive 
Underneath the sky of blue 
On this new morning, new morning 
On this new morning with you. 
 
So happy just to be alive 
Underneath the sky of blue 
On this new morning, new morning 
On this new morning with you. 
New morning . . . 


 

BOB DYLAN
NEW PONY

 Once I had a pony, her name was Lucifer 
I had a pony, her name was Lucifer 
She broke her leg and she needed shooting 
I swear it hurt me more than it could ever have hurted her 
 
Sometimes I wonder what's going on in the mind of Miss X 
Sometimes I wonder what's going on in the mind of Miss X 
You know she got such a sweet disposition 
I never know what the poor girl's gonna do to me next 
 
I got a new pony, she knows how to fox trot, lope and pace 
Well, I got a new pony, she knows how to fox trot, lope and pace 
She got great big hind legs 
And long black shaggy hair above her face 
 
Well now, it was early in the mornin', I seen your shadow in the door 
It was early in the mornin', I seen your shadow in the door 
Now, I don't have to ask nobody 
I know what you come here for 
 
They say you're usin' voodoo, your feet walk by themselves 
They say you're usin' voodoo, I seen your feet walk by themselves 
Oh, baby, that god you been prayin' to 
Is gonna give ya back what you're wishin' on someone else 
 
Come over here pony, I, I wanna climb up one time on you 
Come over here pony, I, I wanna climb up one time on you 
Well, you're so bad and nasty 
But I love you, yes I do 


 

BOB DYLAN
NINETY MILES AN HOUR (DOWN A DEAD END STREET)

 I took you home from a party and we kissed in fun 
A few stolen kisses and no harm was done 
Instead of stopping when we could we went right on 
Till suddenly we found that the brakes were gone. 
 
You belong to someone else, and I do too 
It's just crazy bein' here with you 
As a bad motorcycle with the devil in the seat 
Going ninety miles an hour down a dead end street 
Ninety miles an hour down a dead end street. 
 
I didn't want to want you, but now I have no choice 
It's too late to listen to that warning voice 
All I hear is thunder of two hearts beat 
Going ninety miles an hour down a dead end street 
Ninety miles an hour down a dead end street. 
 
You're not free to belong to me 
And you know I could never be your own 
Your lips on mine are like a sweet, sweet wine 
But we're heading for a wall of stone. 
 
Warning signs are flashing ev'ry where, but we pay no heed 
'Stead of slowing down the place, we keep a pickin' up speed 
Disaster's getting closer ev'ry time we meet 
Going ninety miles an hour down a dead end street 
Yeah, ninety miles an hour down a dead end street 
Well, ninety miles an hour down a dead end street. 


 

BOB DYLAN
NO MORE AUCTION BLOCK

 No more auction block for me 
No more, no more 
No more auction block for me 
Many thousands gone 
 
No more driver's lash for me 
No more, no more 
No more driver's lash for me 
Many thousands gone 
 
No more whip lash for me 
No more, no more 
No more pint of salt for me 
Many thousands gone 
 
No more auction block for me 
No more, no more 
No more auction block for me 
Many thousands gone 


 

BOB DYLAN
NO TIME TO THINK

 In death, you face life with a child and a wife 
Who sleep walks through your dreams into walls. 
You're a soldier of mercy, you're cold and you curse, 
 He who cannot be trusted must fall. 
 
Loneliness, tenderness, high society, notoriety. 
You fight for the throne and you travel alone 
Unknown as you slowly sink 
And there's no time to think. 
 
In the Federal City you been blown and shown pity, 
In secret, for pieces of change. 
The empress attracts you but oppression distracts you 
And it makes you feel violent and strange. 
 
Memory, ecstasy, tyranny, hypocrisy 
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss 
In the valley of the missing link 
And you have no time to think. 
 
Judges will haunt you, the country priestess will want you 
Her worst is better than best. 
I've seen all these decoys through a set of deep turquoise eyes 
And I feel so depressed. 
 
China doll, alcohol, duality, mortality. 
Mercury rules you and destiny fools you 
Like the plague, with a dangerous wink 
And there's no time to think. 
 
Your conscience betrayed you when some tyrant waylaid you 
Where the lion lies down with the lamb. 
I'd have paid off the traitor and killed him much later 
But that's just the way that I am. 
 
Paradise, sacrifice, mortality, reality. 
But the magician is quicker and his game 
Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink 
And there's no time to think. 
 
Anger and jealousy's all that he sells us, 
He's content when you're under his thumb. 
Madmen oppose him, but your kindness throws him 
To survive it you play deaf and dumb. 
 
Equality, liberty, humility, simplicity. 
You glance through the mirror and there's eyes staring clear 
At the back of your head as you drink 
And there's no time to think. 
 
Warlords of sorrow and queens of tomorrow 
Will offer their heads for a prayer. 
You can't find no salvation, you have no expectations 
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere. 
 
Mercury, gravity, nobility, humility. 
You know you can't keep her and the water gets deeper 
That is leading you onto the brink 
But there's no time to think. 
 
You've murdered your vanity, buried your sanity 
For pleasure you must now resist. 
Lovers obey you but they cannot sway you 
They're not even sure you exist. 
 
Socialism, hypnotism, patriotism, materialism. 
Fools making laws for the breaking of jaws 
And the sound of the keys as they clink 
But there's no time to think. 
 
The bridge that you travel on goes to the Babylon girl 
With the rose in her hair. 
Starlight in the East and you're finally released 
You're stranded but with nothing to share. 
 
Loyalty, unity, epitome, rigidity. 
You turn around for one real last glimpse of Camille 
'Neath the moon shinin' bloody and pink 
And there's no time to think. 
 
Bullets can harm you and death can disarm you 
But no, you will not be deceived. 
Stripped of all virtue as you crawl through the dirt, 
You can give but you cannot receive. 
 
No time to choose when the truth must die, 
No time to lose or say goodbye, 
No time to prepare for the victim that's there, 
No time to suffer or blink 
And no time to think. 


 

BOB DYLAN
NOBODY 'CEPT YOU

 There's nothing 'round here I believe in 
'Cept you, yeah you 
And there's nothing to me that's sacred 
'Cept you, yeah you 
 
You're the one that reaches me 
You're the one that I admire 
Every time we meet together 
My soul feels like it's on fire 
Nothing matters to me 
And there's nothing I desire 
'Cept you, yeah you 
 
Nothing 'round here I care to try for 
'Cept you, yeah you 
Got nothing left to live or die for 
'Cept you, yeah you 
 
There's a hymn I used to hear 
In the churches all the time 
Make me feel so good inside 
So peaceful, so sublime 
And there's nothing to remind me of that 
Old familiar chime 
'Cept you, uh huh you 
 
Used to play in the cemetery 
Dance and sing and run when I was a child 
Never seemed strange 
But now I just pass mournfully by 
That place where the bones of life are piled 
I know somethin' has changed 
I'm a stranger here and no one sees me 
'Cept you, yeah you 
 
Nothing much matters or seems to please me 
'Cept you, yeah you 
Nothing hypnotizes me 
Or holds me in a spell 
Everything runs by me 
Just like water from a well 
Everybody wants my attention 
Ev'rybody's got something to sell 
'Cept you, yeah you 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
NORTH COUNTRY BLUES

 Come gather 'round friends 
And I'll tell you a tale 
Of when the red iron pits ran plenty. 
But the cardboard filled windows 
And old men on the benches 
Tell you now that the whole town is empty. 
 
In the north end of town, 
My own children are grown 
But I was raised on the other. 
In the wee hours of youth, 
My mother took sick 
And I was brought up by my brother. 
 
The iron ore poured 
As the years passed the door, 
The drag lines an' the shovels they was a humming. 
'Til one day my brother 
Failed to come home 
The same as my father before him. 
 
Well a long winter's wait, 
From the window I watched. 
My friends they couldn't have been kinder. 
And my schooling was cut 
As I quit in the spring 
To marry John Thomas, a miner. 
 
Oh the years passed again 
And the givin' was good, 
With the lunch bucket filled every season. 
What with three babies born, 
The work was cut down 
To a half a day's shift with no reason. 
 
Then the shaft was soon shut 
And more work was cut, 
And the fire in the air, it felt frozen. 
'Til a man come to speak 
And he said in one week 
That number eleven was closin'. 
 
They complained in the East, 
They are paying too high. 
They say that your ore ain't worth digging. 
That it's much cheaper down 
In the South American towns 
Where the miners work almost for nothing. 
 
So the mining gates locked 
And the red iron rotted 
And the room smelled heavy from drinking. 
Where the sad, silent song 
Made the hour twice as long 
As I waited for the sun to go sinking. 
 
I lived by the window 
As he talked to himself, 
This silence of tongues it was building. 
Then one morning's wake, 
The bed it was bare, 
And I's left alone with three children. 
 
The summer is gone, 
The ground's turning cold, 
The stores one by one they're a foldin'. 
My children will go 
As soon as they grow. 
Well, there ain't nothing here now to hold them. 


 

BOB DYLAN
NOT DARK YET

 Shadows are falling and I've been here all day 
It's too hot to sleep time is running away 
Feel like my soul has turned into steel 
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal 
There's not even room enough to be anywhere 
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there 
 
Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain 
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain 
She wrote me a letter and she wrote it so kind 
She put down in writing what was in her mind 
I just don't see why I should even care 
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there 
 
Well, I've been to London and I've been to gay Paree 
I've followed the river and I got to the sea 
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies 
I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes 
Sometimes my burden seems more than I can bear 
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there 
 
I was born here and I'll die here against my will 
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still 
Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb 
I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from 
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer 
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.

 

BOB DYLAN
NOT DARK YET

 Shadows are falling and I've been here all day 
It's too hot to sleep time is running away 
Feel like my soul has turned into steel 
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal 
There's not even room enough to be anywhere 
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there 
 
Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain 
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain 
She wrote me a letter and she wrote it so kind 
She put down in writing what was in her mind 
I just don't see why I should even care 
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there 
 
Well, I've been to London and I've been to gay Paree 
I've followed the river and I got to the sea 
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies 
I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes 
Sometimes my burden seems more than I can bear 
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there 
 
I was born here and I'll die here against my will 
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still 
Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb 
I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from 
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer 
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

 

BOB DYLAN
NOTHING WAS DELIVERED

 Nothing was delivered 
And I tell this truth to you, 
Not out of spite or anger 
But simply because it's true. 
Now, I hope you won't object to this, 
Giving back all of what you owe, 
The fewer words you have to waste on this, 
The sooner you can go. 
 
Nothing is better, nothing is best, 
Take heed of this and get plenty of rest. 
 
Nothing was delivered 
But I can't say I sympathize 
With what your fate is going to be, 
Yes, for telling all those lies. 
Now you must provide some answers 
For what you sell has not been received, 
And the sooner you come up with them, 
The sooner you can leave. 
 
Nothing is better, nothing is best, 
Take heed of this and get plenty rest. 
 
(Now you know) 
Nothing was delivered 
And it's up to you to say 
Just what you had in mind 
When you made ev'rybody pay. 
No, nothing was delivered, 
Yes, 'n' someone must explain 
That as long as it takes to do this 
Then that's how long that you'll remain. 
 
Nothing is better, nothing is best, 
Take heed of this and get plenty rest. 


 

BOB DYLAN
OBVIOUSLY FIVE BELIEVERS

 Early in the mornin' 
Early in the mornin' 
I'm callin' you to 
I'm callin' you to 
Please come home 
Yes, I guess I could make it without you 
If I just didn't feel so all alone 
 
Don't let me down 
Don't let me down 
I won't let you down 
I won't let you down 
No I won't 
You know I can if you can, honey 
But, honey, please don't 
 
I got my black dog barkin' 
Black dog barkin' 
Yes it is now 
Yes it is now 
Outside my yard 
Yes, I could tell you what he means 
If I just didn't have to try so hard 
 
Your mama's workin' 
Your mama's moanin' 
She's cryin' you know 
She's tryin' you know 
You better go now 
Well, I'd tell you what she wants 
But I just don't know how 
 
Fifteen jugglers 
Fifteen jugglers 
Five believers 
Five believers 
All dressed like men 
Tell yo' mama not to worry because 
They're just my friends 
 
Early in the mornin' 
Early in the mornin' 
I'm callin' you to 
I'm callin' you to 
Please come home 
Yes, I could make it without you 
If I just didn't feel so all alone 


 

BOB DYLAN
ODDS AND ENDS

 I plan it all and I take my place 
You break your promise all over the place 
You promised to love me, but what do I see 
Just you comin' and spillin' juice over me 
Odds and ends, odds and ends 
Lost time is not found again 
 
Now, you take your file and you bend my head 
I never can remember anything that you said 
You promised to love me, but what do I know 
You're always spillin' juice on me like you got someplace to go 
Odds and ends, odds and ends 
Lost time is not found again 
 
Now, I've had enough, my box is clean 
You know what I'm sayin' and you know what I mean 
From now on you'd best get on someone else 
While you're doin' it, keep that juice to yourself 
Odds and ends, odds and ends 
Lost time is not found again 


 

BOB DYLAN
OH, SISTER

 Oh, sister, when I come to lie in your arms 
You should not treat me like a stranger. 
Our Father would not like the way that you act 
And you must realize the danger. 
 
Oh, sister, am I not a brother to you 
And one deserving of affection? 
And is our purpose not the same on this earth, 
To love and follow his direction? 
 
We grew up together 
From the cradle to the grave 
We died and were reborn 
And then mysteriously saved. 
 
Oh, sister, when I come to knock on your door, 
Don't turn away, you'll create sorrow. 
Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore 
You may not see me tomorrow

 

BOB DYLAN
OH, SISTER

 Oh, sister, when I come to lie in your arms 
You should not treat me like a stranger. 
Our Father would not like the way that you act 
And you must realize the danger. 
 
Oh, sister, am I not a brother to you 
And one deserving of affection? 
And is our purpose not the same on this earth, 
To love and follow his direction? 
 
We grew up together 
From the cradle to the grave 
We died and were reborn 
And then mysteriously saved. 
 
Oh, sister, when I come to knock on your door, 
Don't turn away, you'll create sorrow. 
Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore 
You may not see me tomorrow. 


 

BOB DYLAN
OH, SISTER

 Oh, sister, when I come to lie in your arms 
You should not treat me like a stranger. 
Our Father would not like the way that you act 
And you must realize the danger. 
 
Oh, sister, am I not a brother to you 
And one deserving of affection? 
And is our purpose not the same on this earth, 
To love and follow his direction? 
 
We grew up together 
From the cradle to the grave 
We died and were reborn 
And then mysteriously saved. 
 
Oh, sister, when I come to knock on your door, 
Don't turn away, you'll create sorrow. 
Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore 
You may not see me tomorrow. 


 

BOB DYLAN
OH, SISTER

 Oh, sister, when I come to lie in your arms 
You should not treat me like a stranger. 
Our Father would not like the way that you act 
And you must realize the danger. 
 
Oh, sister, am I not a brother to you 
And one deserving of affection? 
And is our purpose not the same on this earth, 
To love and follow his direction? 
 
We grew up together 
From the cradle to the grave 
We died and were reborn 
And then mysteriously saved. 
 
Oh, sister, when I come to knock on your door, 
Don't turn away, you'll create sorrow. 
Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore 
You may not see me tomorrow. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ON A NIGHT LIKE THIS

 On a night like this 
So glad you came around, 
Hold on to me so tight 
And heat up some coffee grounds. 
We got much to talk about 
And much to reminisce, 
It sure is right 
On a night like this. 
 
On a night like this 
So glad you've come to stay 
Hold on to me, pretty miss 
Say you'll never go away to stray. 
Run your fingers down my spine 
Bring me a touch of bliss 
It sure feels right 
On a night like this. 
 
On a night like this 
I can't get any sleep, 
The air is so cold outside 
And the snow's so deep. 
Build a fire, throw on logs 
And listen to it hiss 
And let it burn, burn, burn, burn 
On a night like this. 
 
Put your body next to mine 
And keep me company, 
There is plenty a room for all, 
So please don't elbow me. 
 
Let the four winds blow 
Around this old cabin door, 
If I'm not too far off 
I think we did this once before. 
There's more frost on the window glass 
With each new tender kiss, 
But it sure feels right 
On a night like this. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ON A NIGHT LIKE THIS

 On a night like this 
So glad you came around, 
Hold on to me so tight 
And heat up some coffee grounds. 
We got much to talk about 
And much to reminisce, 
It sure is right 
On a night like this. 
 
On a night like this 
So glad you've come to stay 
Hold on to me, pretty miss 
Say you'll never go away to stray. 
Run your fingers down my spine 
Bring me a touch of bliss 
It sure feels right 
On a night like this. 
 
On a night like this 
I can't get any sleep, 
The air is so cold outside 
And the snow's so deep. 
Build a fire, throw on logs 
And listen to it hiss 
And let it burn, burn, burn, burn 
On a night like this. 
 
Put your body next to mine 
And keep me company, 
There is plenty a room for all, 
So please don't elbow me. 
 
Let the four winds blow 
Around this old cabin door, 
If I'm not too far off 
I think we did this once before. 
There's more frost on the window glass 
With each new tender kiss, 
But it sure feels right 
On a night like this. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ON THE ROAD AGAIN

 Well, I woke up in the morning 
There's frogs inside my socks 
Your mama, she's a hidin' 
Inside the icebox 
Your daddy walks in wearin' 
A Napoleon Bonaparte mask 
Then you ask why I don't live here 
Honey, do you have to ask? 
 
Well, I go to pet your monkey 
I get a face full of claws 
I ask who's in the fireplace 
And you tell me Santa Claus 
The milkman comes in 
He's wearing a derby hat 
Then you ask why I don't live here 
Honey, how come you have to ask me that? 
 
Well, I asked for something to eat 
I'm hungry as a hog 
So I get brown rice, seaweed 
And a dirty hot dog 
I've got a hole 
Where my stomach disappeared 
Then you ask why I don't live here 
Honey, I gotta think you're really weird. 
 
Your grandpa's cane 
It turns into a sword 
Your grandma prays to pictures 
That are pasted on a board 
Everything inside my pockets 
Your uncle steals 
Then you ask why I don't live here 
Honey, I can't believe that you're for real. 
 
Well, there's fist fights in the kitchen 
They're enough to make me cry 
The mailman comes in 
Even he's gotta take a side 
Even the butler 
He's got something to prove 
Then you ask why I don't live here 
Honey, how come you don't move? 


 

BOB DYLAN
ONE MORE CUP OF COFFEE (VALLEY BELOW)

 Your breath is sweet 
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky. 
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth 
On the pillow where you lie. 
But I don't sense affection 
No gratitude or love 
Your loyalty is not to me 
But to the stars above. 
 
One more cup of coffee for the road, 
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go 
To the valley below. 
 
Your daddy he's an outlaw 
And a wanderer by trade 
He'll teach you how to pick and choose 
And how to throw the blade. 
He oversees his kingdom 
So no stranger does intrude 
His voice it trembles as he calls out 
For another plate of food. 
 
One more cup of coffee for the road, 
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go 
To the valley below. 
 
Your sister sees the future 
Like your mama and yourself. 
You've never learned to read or write 
There's no books upon your shelf. 
And your pleasure knows no limits 
Your voice is like a meadowlark 
But your heart is like an ocean 
Mysterious and dark. 
 
One more cup of coffee for the road, 
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go 
To the valley below. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ONE MORE CUP OF COFFEE (VALLEY BELOW)

 Your breath is sweet 
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky. 
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth 
On the pillow where you lie. 
But I don't sense affection 
No gratitude or love 
Your loyalty is not to me 
But to the stars above. 
 
One more cup of coffee for the road, 
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go 
To the valley below. 
 
Your daddy he's an outlaw 
And a wanderer by trade 
He'll teach you how to pick and choose 
And how to throw the blade. 
He oversees his kingdom 
So no stranger does intrude 
His voice it trembles as he calls out 
For another plate of food. 
 
One more cup of coffee for the road, 
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go 
To the valley below. 
 
Your sister sees the future 
Like your mama and yourself. 
You've never learned to read or write 
There's no books upon your shelf. 
And your pleasure knows no limits 
Your voice is like a meadowlark 
But your heart is like an ocean 
Mysterious and dark. 
 
One more cup of coffee for the road, 
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go 
To the valley below. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ONE MORE CUP OF COFFEE (VALLEY BELOW)

 Your breath is sweet 
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky. 
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth 
On the pillow where you lie. 
But I don't sense affection 
No gratitude or love 
Your loyalty is not to me 
But to the stars above. 
 
One more cup of coffee for the road, 
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go 
To the valley below. 
 
Your daddy he's an outlaw 
And a wanderer by trade 
He'll teach you how to pick and choose 
And how to throw the blade. 
He oversees his kingdom 
So no stranger does intrude 
His voice it trembles as he calls out 
For another plate of food. 
 
One more cup of coffee for the road, 
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go 
To the valley below. 
 
Your sister sees the future 
Like your mama and yourself. 
You've never learned to read or write 
There's no books upon your shelf. 
And your pleasure knows no limits 
Your voice is like a meadowlark 
But your heart is like an ocean 
Mysterious and dark. 
 
One more cup of coffee for the road, 
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go 
To the valley below. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ONE MORE NIGHT

 One more night, the stars are in sight 
But tonight I'm as lonesome as can be. 
Oh, the moon is shinin' bright, 
Lighting ev'rything in sight, 
But tonight no light will shine on me. 
 
Oh, it's shameful and it's sad, 
I lost the only pal I had, 
I just could not be what she wanted me to be. 
I will turn my head up high 
To that dark and rolling sky, 
For tonight no light will shine on me. 
 
I was so mistaken when I thought that she'd be true, 
I had no idea what a woman in love would do! 
 
One more night, I will wait for the light 
While the wind blows high above the tree. 
Oh, I miss my darling so, 
I didn't mean to see her go, 
But tonight no light will shine on me. 
 
One more night, the moon is shinin' bright 
And the wind blows high above the tree. 
Oh, I miss that woman so, 
I didn't mean to see her go, 
But tonight no light will shine on me

 

BOB DYLAN
ONE MORE WEEKEND

 Slippin' and slidin' like a weasel on the run, 
I'm lookin' good to see you, yeah, and we can have some fun. 
One more weekend, one more weekend with you, 
One more weekend, one more weekend'll do. 
 
Come on down to my ship, honey, ride on deck, 
We'll fly over the ocean just like you suspect. 
One more weekend, one more weekend with you. 
One more weekend, one more weekend'll do. 
 
We'll fly the night away, 
Hang out the whole next day, 
Things will be okay, 
You wait and see. 
We'll go someplace unknown, 
Leave all the children home, 
Honey, why not go alone 
Just you and me. 
 
Comin' and goin' like a rabbit in the wood, 
I'm happy just to see you, yeah, lookin' so good. 
One more weekend, one more weekend with you, 
One more weekend, one more weekend'll do (yes, you will!). 
 
Like a needle in a haystack, I'm gonna find you yet, 
You're the sweetest gone mama that this boy's ever gonna get. 
One more weekend, one more weekend with you, 
One more weekend, one more weekend'll do. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ONE OF US MUST KNOW (SOONER OR LATER)

 I didn't mean to treat you so bad 
You shouldn't take it so personal 
I didn't mean to make you so sad 
You just happened to be there, that's all 
When I saw you say goodbye to your friends and smile 
I thought that it was well understood 
That you'd be comin' back in a little while 
I didn't know that you were sayin' goodbye for good 
 
But, sooner or later, one of us must know 
You just did what you're supposed to do 
Sooner or later, one of us must know 
That I really did try to get close to you 
 
I couldn't see what you could show me 
Your scarf had kept your mouth well hid 
I couldn't see how you could know me 
But you said you knew me and I believed you did 
When you whispered in my ear 
And asked me if I was leavin' with you or her 
I didn't realize just what I did hear 
I didn't realize how young you were 
 
But, sooner or later, one of us must know 
You just did what you're supposed to do 
Sooner or later, one of us must know 
That I really did try to get close to you 
 
I couldn't see when it started snowin' 
Your voice was all that I heard 
I couldn't see where we were goin' 
But you said you knew an' I took your word 
And then you told me later, as I apologized 
That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm 
An' I told you, as you clawed out my eyes 
That I never really meant to do you any harm 
 
But, sooner or later, one of us must know 
You just did what you're supposed to do 
Sooner or later, one of us must know 
That I really did try to get close to you 


 

BOB DYLAN
ONE TOO MANY MORNINGS

 Down the street the dogs are barkin' 
And the day is a gettin' dark. 
As the night comes in a fallin', 
The dogs 'll lose their bark. 
An' the silent night will shatter 
From the sounds inside my mind, 
For I'm one too many mornings 
And a thousand miles behind. 
 
From the crossroads of my doorstep, 
My eyes they start to fade, 
As I turn my head back to the room 
Where my love and I have laid. 
An' I gaze back to the street, 
The sidewalk and the sign, 
And I'm one too many mornings 
An' a thousand miles behind. 
 
It's a restless hungry feeling 
That don't mean no one no good, 
When ev'rything I'm a sayin' 
You can say it just as good. 
You're right from your side, 
I'm right from mine. 
We're both just one too many mornings 
An' a thousand miles behind.

 

BOB DYLAN
ONE TOO MANY MORNINGS

 Down the street the dogs are barkin' 
And the day is a gettin' dark. 
As the night comes in a fallin', 
The dogs 'll lose their bark. 
An' the silent night will shatter 
From the sounds inside my mind, 
For I'm one too many mornings 
And a thousand miles behind. 
 
From the crossroads of my doorstep, 
My eyes they start to fade, 
As I turn my head back to the room 
Where my love and I have laid. 
An' I gaze back to the street, 
The sidewalk and the sign, 
And I'm one too many mornings 
An' a thousand miles behind. 
 
It's a restless hungry feeling 
That don't mean no one no good, 
When ev'rything I'm a sayin' 
You can say it just as good. 
You're right from your side, 
I'm right from mine. 
We're both just one too many mornings 
An' a thousand miles behind. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ONE TOO MANY MORNINGS

 Down the street the dogs are barkin' 
And the day is a gettin' dark. 
As the night comes in a fallin', 
The dogs 'll lose their bark. 
An' the silent night will shatter 
From the sounds inside my mind, 
For I'm one too many mornings 
And a thousand miles behind. 
 
From the crossroads of my doorstep, 
My eyes they start to fade, 
As I turn my head back to the room 
Where my love and I have laid. 
An' I gaze back to the street, 
The sidewalk and the sign, 
And I'm one too many mornings 
An' a thousand miles behind. 
 
It's a restless hungry feeling 
That don't mean no one no good, 
When ev'rything I'm a sayin' 
You can say it just as good. 
You're right from your side, 
I'm right from mine. 
We're both just one too many mornings 
An' a thousand miles behind. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ONLY A HOBO

 As I was out walking on a corner one day, 
I spied an old hobo, in a doorway he lay. 
His face was all grounded in the cold sidewalk floor 
And I guess he'd been there for the whole night or more. 
 
Only a hobo, but one more is gone 
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song 
Leavin' nobody to carry him home 
Only a hobo, but one more is gone 
 
A blanket of newspaper covered his head, 
As the curb was his pillow, the street was his bed. 
One look at his face showed the hard road he'd come 
And a fistful of coins showed the money he bummed. 
 
Only a hobo, but one more is gone 
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song 
Leavin' nobody to carry him home 
Only a hobo, but one more is gone 
 
Does it take much of a man to see his whole life go down, 
To look up on the world from a hole in the ground, 
To wait for your future like a horse that's gone lame, 
To lie in the gutter and die with no name? 
 
Only a hobo, but one more is gone 
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song 
Leavin' nobody to carry him home 
Only a hobo, but one more is gone 


 

BOB DYLAN
ONLY A PAWN IN THEIR GAME

 A bullet from the back of a bush took Medgar Evers' blood. 
A finger fired the trigger to his name. 
A handle hid out in the dark 
A hand set the spark 
Two eyes took the aim 
Behind a man's brain 
But he can't be blamed 
He's only a pawn in their game. 
 
A South politician preaches to the poor white man, 
 You got more than the blacks, don't complain. 
You're better than them, you been born with white skin, they explain. 
And the Negro's name 
Is used it is plain 
For the politician's gain 
As he rises to fame 
And the poor white remains 
On the caboose of the train 
But it ain't him to blame 
He's only a pawn in their game. 
 
The deputy sheriffs, the soldiers, the governors get paid, 
And the marshals and cops get the same, 
But the poor white man's used in the hands of them all like a tool. 
He's taught in his school 
From the start by the rule 
That the laws are with him 
To protect his white skin 
To keep up his hate 
So he never thinks straight 
'Bout the shape that he's in 
But it ain't him to blame 
He's only a pawn in their game. 
 
From the poverty shacks, he looks from the cracks to the tracks, 
And the hoof beats pound in his brain. 
And he's taught how to walk in a pack 
Shoot in the back 
With his fist in a clinch 
To hang and to lynch 
To hide 'neath the hood 
To kill with no pain 
Like a dog on a chain 
He ain't got no name 
But it ain't him to blame 
He's only a pawn in their game. 
 
Today, Medgar Evers was buried from the bullet he caught. 
They lowered him down as a king. 
But when the shadowy sun sets on the one 
That fired the gun 
He'll see by his grave 
On the stone that remains 
Carved next to his name 
His epitaph plain: 
Only a pawn in their game. 


 

BOB DYLAN
OPEN THE DOOR, HOMER

 Now, there's a certain thing 
That I learned from Jim 
That he'd always make sure I'd understand 
And that is that there's a certain way 
That a man must swim 
If he expects to live off 
Of the fat of the land. 
Open the door, Homer, 
I've heard it said before. 
Open the door, Homer, 
I've heard it said before 
But I ain't gonna hear it said no more. 
 
Now, there's a certain thing 
That I learned from my friend, Mouse 
A fella who always blushes 
And that is that ev'ryone 
Must always flush out his house 
If he don't expect to be 
Goin' 'round housing flushes. 
Open the door, Homer, 
I've heard it said before. 
Open the door, Homer, 
I've heard it said before 
But I ain't gonna hear it said no more. 
 
 Take care of all your memories 
Said my friend, Mick 
 For you cannot relive them 
And remember when you're out there 
Tryin' to heal the sick 
That you must always 
First forgive them. 
Open the door, Homer, 
I've heard it said before. 
Open the door, Homer, 
I've heard it said before 
But I ain't gonna hear it said no more. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ORANGE JUICE BLUES (BLUES FOR BREAKFAST)

 I had a hard time waking this morning 
I got a lotta things on my mind 
Like those friends of yours 
They keep bringing me down 
Just hangin' round all the time 
 
I've had a hard time waking most mornings 
And it's been that way for a month or more 
You've had things your way 
But now I've got to say 
I'm on my way out the door 
 
Chorus: 
Why don't you get right, try to get right, baby 
You haven't been right with me, why don't you get right? 
Try and get right, baby, don't you remember how it used to be? 
 
You had a hard time waking this morning 
And I can see it in your empty eyes 
But there's no need for talking 
Or walking round the block 
Just to figure out the reason why 
 
I have a hard time handing out warnings 
I'll just slide on out the door 
Cuz I'm tired of everything 
Being beautiful, beautiful 
And I ain't coming back no more

 

BOB DYLAN
OUTLAW BLUES

 Ain't it hard to stumble 
And land in some funny lagoon? 
Ain't it hard to stumble 
And land in some muddy lagoon? 
Especially when it's nine below zero 
And three o'clock in the afternoon. 
 
Ain't gonna hang no picture, 
Ain't gonna hang no picture frame. 
Ain't gonna hang no picture, 
Ain't gonna hang no picture frame. 
Well, I might look like Robert Ford 
But I feel just like a Jesse James. 
 
Well, I wish I was on some 
Australian mountain range. 
Oh, I wish I was on some 
Australian mountain range. 
I got no reason to be there, but I 
Imagine it would be some kind of change. 
 
I got my dark sunglasses, 
I got for good luck my black tooth. 
I got my dark sunglasses, 
I'm carryin' for good luck my black tooth. 
Don't ask me nothin' about nothin', 
I just might tell you the truth. 
 
I got a woman in Jackson, 
I ain't gonna say her name. 
I got a woman in Jackson, 
I ain't gonna say her name. 
She's a brown skin woman, 
but I 
Love her just the same. 


 

BOB DYLAN
OXFORD TOWN

 Oxford Town, Oxford Town 
Ev'rybody's got their heads bowed down 
The sun don't shine above the ground 
Ain't a goin' down to Oxford Town 
 
He went down to Oxford Town 
Guns and clubs followed him down 
All because his face was brown 
Better get away from Oxford Town 
 
Oxford Town around the bend 
He come in to the door, he couldn't get in 
All because of the color of his skin 
What do you think about that, my frien'? 
 
Me and my gal, my gal's son 
We got met with a tear gas bomb 
I don't even know why we come 
Goin' back where we come from 
 
Oxford Town in the afternoon 
Ev'rybody singin' a sorrowful tune 
Two men died 'neath the Mississippi moon 
Somebody better investigate soon 
 
Oxford Town, Oxford Town 
Ev'rybody's got their heads bowed down 
The sun don't shine above the ground 
Ain't a goin' down to Oxford Town 


 

BOB DYLAN
PATHS OF VICTORY

 Trails of troubles, 
Roads of battles, 
Paths of victory, 
I shall walk. 
 
The trail is dusty 
And my road it might be rough, 
But the better roads are waiting 
And boys it ain't far off. 
 
Trails of troubles, 
Roads of battles, 
Paths of victory, 
We shall walk. 
 
I walked down by the river, 
I turned my head up high. 
I saw that silver linin' 
That was hangin' in the sky. 
 
Trails of troubles, 
Roads of battles, 
Paths of victory, 
We shall walk. 
 
The evenin' dusk was rollin', 
I was walking down the track. 
There was a one way wind a blowin' 
And it was blowin' at my back. 
 
Trails of troubles, 
Roads of battles, 
Paths of victory, 
We shall walk. 
 
The gravel road is bumpy, 
It's a hard road to ride, 
But there's a clearer road a waitin' 
With the cinders on the side. 
 
Trails of troubles, 
Roads of battles, 
Paths of victory, 
We shall walk. 
 
That evening train was rollin', 
The hummin' of its wheels, 
My eyes they saw a better day 
As I looked across the fields. 
 
Trails of troubles, 
Roads of battles, 
Paths of victory, 
We shall walk. 
 
The trail is dusty, 
The road it might be rough, 
But the good road is a waitin' 
And boys it ain't far off. 
 
Trails of troubles, 
Roads of battles, 
Paths of victory, 
We shall walk. 


 

BOB DYLAN
PEGGY DAY

 Peggy Day stole my poor heart away, 
By golly, what more can I say, 
Love to spend the night with Peggy Day. 
 
Peggy night makes my future look so bright, 
Man, that girl is out of sight, 
Love to spend the day with Peggy night. 
 
Well, you know that even before I learned her name, 
You know I loved her just the same. 
An' I tell 'em all, wherever I may go, 
Just so they'll know, that she's my little lady 
And I love her so. 
 
Peggy Day stole my poor heart away, 
Turned my skies to blue from gray, 
Love to spend the night with Peggy Day. 
 
Peggy Day stole my poor heart away, 
By golly, what more can I say, 
Love to spend the night with Peggy Day. 
Love to spend the night with Peggy Day. 


 

BOB DYLAN
PERCY'S SONG

 Bad news, bad news, 
Come to me where I sleep, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
Sayin' one of your friends 
Is in trouble deep, 
Turn, turn to the rain 
And the wind. 
 
Tell me the trouble, 
Tell once to my ear, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
Joliet prison 
And ninety nine years, 
Turn, turn to the rain 
And the wind. 
 
Oh what's the charge 
Of how this came to be, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
Manslaughter 
In the highest of degree, 
Turn, turn to the rain 
And the wind. 
 
I sat down and wrote 
The best words I could write, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
Explaining to the judge 
I'd be there on Wednesday night, 
Turn, turn to the rain 
And the wind. 
 
Without a reply, 
I left by the moon, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
And was in his chambers 
By the next afternoon, 
Turn, turn to the rain 
And the wind. 
 
Could ya tell me the facts? 
I said without fear, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
That a friend of mine 
Would get ninety nine years, 
Turn, turn to the rain 
And the wind. 
 
A crash on the highway 
Flew the car to a field, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
There was four persons killed 
And he was at the wheel, 
Turn, turn to the rain 
And the wind. 
 
But I knew him as good 
As I'm knowin' myself, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
And he wouldn't harm a life 
That belonged to someone else, 
Turn, turn to the rain 
And the wind. 
 
The judge spoke 
Out of the side of his mouth, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
Sayin', The witness who saw, 
He left little doubt, 
Turn, turn to the rain 
And the wind. 
 
That may be true, 
He's got a sentence to serve, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
But ninety nine years, 
He just don't deserve, 
Turn, turn to the rain 
And the wind. 
 
Too late, too late, 
For his case it is sealed, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
His sentence is passed 
And it cannot be repealed, 
Turn, turn to the rain 
And the wind. 
 
But he ain't no criminal 
And his crime it is none, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
What happened to him 
Could happen to anyone, 
Turn, turn to the rain 
And the wind. 
 
And at that the judge jerked forward 
And his face it did freeze, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
Sayin', Could you kindly leave 
My office now, please, 
Turn, turn to the rain 
And the wind. 
 
Well his eyes looked funny 
And I stood up so slow, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
With no other choice 
Except for to go, 
Turn, turn to the rain 
And the wind. 
 
I walked down the hallway 
And I heard his door slam, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
I walked down the courthouse stairs 
And I did not understand, 
Turn, turn to the rain 
And the wind. 
 
And I played my guitar 
Through the night to the day, 
Turn, turn, turn again. 
And the only tune 
My guitar could play 
Was, Oh the Cruel Rain 
And the Wind. 


 

BOB DYLAN
PLEASE, MRS. HENRY

 Well, I've already had two beers 
I'm ready for the broom 
Please, Missus Henry, won't you 
Take me to my room? 
I'm a good ol' boy 
But I've been sniffin' too many eggs 
Talkin' to too many people 
Drinkin' too many kegs 
Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! 
Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! 
I'm down on my knees 
An' I ain't got a dime 
 
Well, I'm groanin' in a hallway 
Pretty soon I'll be mad 
Please, Missus Henry, won't you 
Take me to your dad? 
I can drink like a fish 
I can crawl like a snake 
I can bite like a turkey 
I can slam like a drake 
Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! 
Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! 
I'm down on my knees 
An' I ain't got a dime 
 
Now, don't crowd me, lady 
Or I'll fill up your shoe 
I'm a sweet bourbon daddy 
An' tonight I am blue 
I'm a thousand years old 
And I'm a generous bomb 
I'm T boned and punctured 
But I'm known to be calm 
Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! 
Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! 
I'm down on my knees 
An' I ain't got a dime 
 
Now, I'm startin' to drain 
My stool's gonna squeak 
If I walk too much farther 
My crane's gonna leak 
Look, Missus Henry 
There's only so much I can do 
Why don't you look my way 
An' pump me a few? 
Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! 
Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! 
I'm down on my knees 
An' I ain't got a dime 


 

BOB DYLAN
PLEDGING MY TIME

 Well, early in the mornin' 
'Til late at night, 
I got a poison headache, 
But I feel all right. 
I'm pledging my time to you, 
Hopin' you'll come through, too. 
 
Well, the hobo jumped up, 
He came down natur'lly. 
After he stole my baby, 
Then he wanted to steal me. 
But I'm pledging my time to you, 
Hopin' you'll come through, too. 
 
Won't you come with me, baby? 
I'll take you where you wanna go. 
And if it don't work out, 
You'll be the first to know. 
I'm pledging my time to you, 
Hopin' you'll come through, too. 
 
Well, the room is so stuffy, 
I can hardly breathe. 
Ev'rybody's gone but me and you 
And I can't be the last to leave. 
I'm pledging my time to you, 
Hopin' you'll come through, too. 
 
Well, they sent for the ambulance 
And one was sent. 
Somebody got lucky 
But it was an accident. 
Now I'm pledging my time to you, 
Hopin' you'll come through, too. 


 

BOB DYLAN
PO' BOY

 Man comes to the door I say, For whom are you looking? 
He says, Your wife , I say, She's busy in the kitchen cookin'. 
Poor boy where you been? 
I already tol' you won't tell you again 
 
I say, How much you want for that? I go into the store 
The man says, Three dollars , All right , I say, Will you take four? 
Poor boy never say die. 
Things will be all right by and by 
 
Been workin' on the mainline workin' like the devil 
The game is the same it's just up on a different level 
Poor boy dressed in black 
Police at your back 
 
Poor boy in a red hot town 
Out beyond the twinklin' stars 
Ridin' first class trains making the rounds 
Tryin' to keep from fallin' between the cars 
 
Othello told Desdemona, I'm cold, cover me with a blanket. 
By the way, what happened to that poison wine? 
She says, I gave it to you, you drank it. 
Poor boy, layin' 'em straight pickin' up the cherries fallin' off the plate 
 
Time and love has branded me with its claws 
Had to go to Florida, dodgin' them Georgia laws 
Poor boy, in the hotel called the Palace of Gloom 
Calls down to room service, says, Send up a room 
 
My mother was a daughter of a wealthy farmer 
My father was a traveling salesman, I never met him 
When my mother died, my uncle took me in he ran a funeral parlor 
He did a lot of nice things for me and I won't forget him 
 
All I know is that I'm thrilled by your kiss 
I don't know any more than this 
Poor boy, pickin' up sticks 
Build ya a house out of mortar and bricks 
 
Knockin' on the door, I say, Who is it and where are you from? 
Man says, Freddy! I say, Freddy who? He says, Freddy or not here I come. 
Poor boy 'neath the stars that shine 
Washin' them dishes, feedin' them swine 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
POLITICAL WORLD

 We live in a political world, 
Love don't have any place. 
We're living in times where men commit crimes 
And crime don't have a face 
 
We live in a political world, 
Icicles hanging down, 
Wedding bells ring and angels sing, 
clouds cover up the ground. 
 
We live in a political world, 
Wisdom is thrown into jail, 
It rots in a cell, is misguided as hell 
Leaving no one to pick up a trail. 
 
We live in a political world 
Where mercy walks the plank, 
Life is in mirrors, death disappears 
Up the steps into the nearest bank. 
 
We live in a political world 
Where courage is a thing of the past 
Houses are haunted, children are unwanted 
The next day could be your last. 
 
We live in a political world. 
The one we can see and can feel 
But there's no one to check, it's all a stacked deck, 
We all know for sure that it's real. 
 
We live in a political world 
In the cities of lonesome fear, 
Little by little you turn in the middle 
But you're never why you're here. 
 
We live in a political world 
Under the microscope, 
You can travel anywhere and hang yourself there 
You always got more than enough rope. 
 
We live in a political world 
Turning and a'thrashing about, 
As soon as you're awake, you're trained to take 
What looks like the easy way out. 
 
We live in a political world 
Where peace is not welcome at all, 
It's turned away from the door to wander some more 
Or put up against the wall. 
 
We live in apolitical world 
Everything is hers or his, 
Climb into the frame and shout God's name 
But you're never sure what it is. 


 

BOB DYLAN
POSITIVELY 4TH STREET

 You got a lotta nerve 
To say you are my friend 
When I was down 
You just stood there grinning 
 
You got a lotta nerve 
To say you got a helping hand to lend 
You just want to be on 
The side that's winning 
 
You say I let you down 
You know it's not like that 
If you're so hurt 
Why then don't you show it 
 
You say you lost your faith 
But that's not where it's at 
You had no faith to lose 
And you know it 
 
I know the reason 
That you talk behind my back 
I used to be among the crowd 
You're in with 
 
Do you take me for such a fool 
To think I'd make contact 
With the one who tries to hide 
What he don't know to begin with 
 
You see me on the street 
You always act surprised 
You say, How are you? Good luck 
But you don't mean it 
 
When you know as well as me 
You'd rather see me paralyzed 
Why don't you just come out once 
And scream it 
 
No, I do not feel that good 
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace 
If I was a master thief 
Perhaps I'd rob them 
 
And now I know you're dissatisfied 
With your position and your place 
Don't you understand 
It's not my problem 
 
I wish that for just one time 
You could stand inside my shoes 
And just for that one moment 
I could be you 
 
Yes, I wish that for just one time 
You could stand inside my shoes 
You'd know what a drag it is 
To see you 


 

BOB DYLAN
POSITIVELY 4TH STREET

 You got a lotta nerve 
To say you are my friend 
When I was down 
You just stood there grinning 
 
You got a lotta nerve 
To say you got a helping hand to lend 
You just want to be on 
The side that's winning 
 
You say I let you down 
You know it's not like that 
If you're so hurt 
Why then don't you show it 
 
You say you lost your faith 
But that's not where it's at 
You had no faith to lose 
And you know it 
 
I know the reason 
That you talk behind my back 
I used to be among the crowd 
You're in with 
 
Do you take me for such a fool 
To think I'd make contact 
With the one who tries to hide 
What he don't know to begin with 
 
You see me on the street 
You always act surprised 
You say, How are you? Good luck 
But you don't mean it 
 
When you know as well as me 
You'd rather see me paralyzed 
Why don't you just come out once 
And scream it 
 
No, I do not feel that good 
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace 
If I was a master thief 
Perhaps I'd rob them 
 
And now I know you're dissatisfied 
With your position and your place 
Don't you understand 
It's not my problem 
 
I wish that for just one time 
You could stand inside my shoes 
And just for that one moment 
I could be you 
 
Yes, I wish that for just one time 
You could stand inside my shoes 
You'd know what a drag it is 
To see you 


 

BOB DYLAN
POSITIVELY 4TH STREET

 You got a lotta nerve 
To say you are my friend 
When I was down 
You just stood there grinning 
 
You got a lotta nerve 
To say you got a helping hand to lend 
You just want to be on 
The side that's winning 
 
You say I let you down 
You know it's not like that 
If you're so hurt 
Why then don't you show it 
 
You say you lost your faith 
But that's not where it's at 
You had no faith to lose 
And you know it 
 
I know the reason 
That you talk behind my back 
I used to be among the crowd 
You're in with 
 
Do you take me for such a fool 
To think I'd make contact 
With the one who tries to hide 
What he don't know to begin with 
 
You see me on the street 
You always act surprised 
You say, How are you? Good luck 
But you don't mean it 
 
When you know as well as me 
You'd rather see me paralyzed 
Why don't you just come out once 
And scream it 
 
No, I do not feel that good 
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace 
If I was a master thief 
Perhaps I'd rob them 
 
And now I know you're dissatisfied 
With your position and your place 
Don't you understand 
It's not my problem 
 
I wish that for just one time 
You could stand inside my shoes 
And just for that one moment 
I could be you 
 
Yes, I wish that for just one time 
You could stand inside my shoes 
You'd know what a drag it is 
To see you 


 

BOB DYLAN
PRECIOUS ANGEL

 Precious angel, under the sun, 
How was I to know you'd be the one 
To show me I was blinded, to show me I was gone 
How weak was the foundation I was standing upon? 
 
Now there's spiritual warfare and flesh and blood breaking down. 
Ya either got faith or ya got unbelief and there ain't no neutral ground. 
The enemy is subtle, how be it we are so deceived 
When the truth's in our hearts and we still don't believe? 
 
Shine your light, shine your light on me 
Shine your light, shine your light on me 
Shine your light, shine your light on me 
Ya know I just couldn't make it by myself. 
I'm a little too blind to see. 
 
My so called friends have fallen under a spell. 
They look me squarely in the eye and they say, All is well. 
Can they imagine the darkness that will fall from on high 
When men will beg God to kill them and they won't be able to die? 
 
Sister, lemme tell you about a vision I saw. 
You were drawing water for your husband, you were suffering under the law. 
You were telling him about Buddha, you were telling him about Mohammed 
in the same breath. 
You never mentioned one time the Man who came and died a criminal's death. 
 
Shine your light, shine your light on me 
Shine your light, shine your light on me 
Shine your light, shine your light on me 
Ya know I just couldn't make it by myself. 
I'm a little too blind to see. 
 
Precious angel, you believe me when I say 
What God has given to us no man can take away. 
We are covered in blood, girl, you know our forefathers were slaves. 
Let us hope they've found mercy in their bone filled graves. 
 
You're the queen of my flesh, girl, you're my woman, you're my delight, 
You're the lamp of my soul, girl, and you torch up the night. 
But there's violence in the eyes, girl, so let us not be enticed 
On the way out of Egypt, through Ethiopia, to the judgment hall of Christ. 
 
Shine your light, shine your light on me 
Shine your light, shine your light on me 
Shine your light, shine your light on me 
Ya know I just couldn't make it by myself. 
I'm a little too blind to see. 


 

BOB DYLAN
PRECIOUS MEMORIES

 As I travel down life's pathway, 
Know not what the years may hold. 
As I ponder, hopes grow fonder, 
Precious memories flood my soul 
 
Precious father, loving mother, 
Glide across the lonely years. 
And old homes scenes of my childhood 
In fond memory appears. 
 
Precious memories, how they linger 
How they ever flood my soul. 
In the stillness of the midnight, 
Precious sacred scenes unfold

 

BOB DYLAN
PRESSING ON

 Well I'm pressing on 
Yes, I'm pressing on 
Well I'm pressing on 
To the higher calling of my Lord. 
 
Many try to stop me, shake me up in my mind, 
Say, Prove to me that He is Lord, show me a sign. 
What kind of sign they need when it all come from within, 
When what's lost has been found, what's to come has already been? 
 
Well I'm pressing on 
Yes, I'm pressing on 
Well I'm pressing on 
To the higher calling of my Lord. 
 
Shake the dust off of your feet, don't look back. 
Nothing now can hold you down, nothing that you lack. 
Temptation's not an easy thing, Adam given the devil reign 
Because he sinned I got no choice, it run in my vein. 
 
Well I'm pressing on 
Yes, I'm pressing on 
Well I'm pressing on 
To the higher calling of my Lord. 


 

BOB DYLAN
PRETTY PEGGY O

 I've been around this whole country 
But I never yet found Fenneario. 
 
Well, as we marched down, as we marched down 
Well, as we marched down to Fennerio' 
Well, our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove 
Her name that she had was Pretty Peggy O 
 
Well, what will your mother say, what will your mother say 
What will your mother say, Pretty Peggy O 
What will your mother say to know you're going away 
You're never, never, never coming back io ? 
 
Come a running down your stairs 
Come a running down your stairs 
Come a running down your stairs, Pretty Peggy O 
Come a running down your stairs 
Combing back your yellow hair 
You're the prettiest darned girl I ever seen io. 
 
The lieutenant he has gone 
The lieutenant he has gone 
The lieutenant he has gone, Pretty Peggy O 
The lieutenant he has gone, long gone 
He's a riding down in Texas with the rodeo. 
 
Well, our captain he is dead, our captain he is dead 
Our captain he is dead, Pretty Peggy O 
Well, our captain he is dead, died for a maid 
He's buried somewhere in Louisiana O. 


 

BOB DYLAN
PROPERTY OF JESUS

 Go ahead and talk about him because he makes you doubt, 
Because he has denied himself the things that you can't live without. 
Laugh at him behind his back just like the others do, 
Remind him of what he used to be when he comes walkin' through. 
 
He's the property of Jesus 
Resent him to the bone 
You got something better 
You've got a heart of stone 
 
Stop your conversation when he passes on the street, 
Hope he falls upon himself, oh, won't that be sweet 
Because he can't be exploited by superstition anymore 
Because he can't be bribed or bought by the things that you adore. 
 
He's the property of Jesus 
Resent him to the bone 
You got something better 
You've got a heart of stone 
 
When the whip that's keeping you in line doesn't make him jump, 
Say he's hard of hearin', say that he's a chump. 
Say he's out of step with reality as you try to test his nerve 
Because he doesn't pay no tribute to the king that you serve. 
 
He's the property of Jesus 
Resent him to the bone 
You got something better 
You've got a heart of stone 
 
Say that he's a loser 'cause he got no common sense 
Because he don't increase his worth at someone else's expense. 
Because he's not afraid of trying, 'cause he don't look at you and smile, 
'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he's got no style. 
 
He's the property of Jesus 
Resent him to the bone 
You got something better 
You've got a heart of stone 
 
You can laugh at salvation, you can play Olympic games, 
You think that when you rest at last you'll go back from where you came. 
But you've picked up quite a story and you've changed since the womb. 
What happened to the real you, you've been captured but by whom? 
 
He's the property of Jesus 
Resent him to the bone 
You got something better 
You've got a heart of stone 


 

BOB DYLAN
QUEEN JANE APPROXIMATELY

 When your mother sends back all your invitations 
And your father to your sister he explains 
That you're tired of yourself and all of your creations 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
 
Now when all of the flower ladies want back what they have lent you 
And the smell of their roses does not remain 
And all of your children start to resent you 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
 
Now when all the clowns that you have commissioned 
Have died in battle or in vain 
And you're sick of all this repetition 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
 
When all of your advisers heave their plastic 
At your feet to convince you of your pain 
Trying to prove that your conclusions should be more drastic 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
 
Now when all the bandits that you turned your other cheek to 
All lay down their bandanas and complain 
And you want somebody you don't have to speak to 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 


 

BOB DYLAN
QUEEN JANE APPROXIMATELY

 When your mother sends back all your invitations 
And your father to your sister he explains 
That you're tired of yourself and all of your creations 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
 
Now when all of the flower ladies want back what they have lent you 
And the smell of their roses does not remain 
And all of your children start to resent you 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
 
Now when all the clowns that you have commissioned 
Have died in battle or in vain 
And you're sick of all this repetition 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
 
When all of your advisers heave their plastic 
At your feet to convince you of your pain 
Trying to prove that your conclusions should be more drastic 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
 
Now when all the bandits that you turned your other cheek to 
All lay down their bandanas and complain 
And you want somebody you don't have to speak to 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? 


 

BOB DYLAN
QUINN THE ESKIMO (THE MIGHTY QUINN)

 Ev'rybody's building the big ships and the boats, 
Some are building monuments, 
Others, jotting down notes, 
Ev'rybody's in despair, 
Ev'ry girl and boy 
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, 
Ev'rybody's gonna jump for joy. 
Come all without, come all within, 
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn. 
 
I like to do just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet, 
But guarding fumes and making haste, 
It ain't my cup of meat. 
Ev'rybody's 'neath the trees, 
Feeding pigeons on a limb 
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, 
All the pigeons gonna run to him. 
Come all without, come all within, 
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn. 
 
A cat's meow and a cow's moo, I can recite 'em all, 
Just tell me where it hurts yuh, honey, 
And I'll tell you who to call. 
Nobody can get no sleep, 
There's someone on ev'ryone's toes 
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, 
Ev'rybody's gonna wanna doze. 
Come all without, come all within, 
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn. 


 

BOB DYLAN
QUINN THE ESKIMO (THE MIGHTY QUINN)

 Ev'rybody's building the big ships and the boats, 
Some are building monuments, 
Others, jotting down notes, 
Ev'rybody's in despair, 
Ev'ry girl and boy 
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, 
Ev'rybody's gonna jump for joy. 
Come all without, come all within, 
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn. 
 
I like to do just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet, 
But guarding fumes and making haste, 
It ain't my cup of meat. 
Ev'rybody's 'neath the trees, 
Feeding pigeons on a limb 
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, 
All the pigeons gonna run to him. 
Come all without, come all within, 
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn. 
 
A cat's meow and a cow's moo, I can recite 'em all, 
Just tell me where it hurts yuh, honey, 
And I'll tell you who to call. 
Nobody can get no sleep, 
There's someone on ev'ryone's toes 
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, 
Ev'rybody's gonna wanna doze. 
Come all without, come all within, 
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn. 


 

BOB DYLAN
QUINN THE ESKIMO (THE MIGHTY QUINN)

 Ev'rybody's building the big ships and the boats, 
Some are building monuments, 
Others, jotting down notes, 
Ev'rybody's in despair, 
Ev'ry girl and boy 
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, 
Ev'rybody's gonna jump for joy. 
Come all without, come all within, 
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn. 
 
I like to do just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet, 
But guarding fumes and making haste, 
It ain't my cup of meat. 
Ev'rybody's 'neath the trees, 
Feeding pigeons on a limb 
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, 
All the pigeons gonna run to him. 
Come all without, come all within, 
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn. 
 
A cat's meow and a cow's moo, I can recite 'em all, 
Just tell me where it hurts yuh, honey, 
And I'll tell you who to call. 
Nobody can get no sleep, 
There's someone on ev'ryone's toes 
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, 
Ev'rybody's gonna wanna doze. 
Come all without, come all within, 
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn. 


 

BOB DYLAN
QUINN THE ESKIMO (THE MIGHTY QUINN)

 Ev'rybody's building the big ships and the boats, 
Some are building monuments, 
Others, jotting down notes, 
Ev'rybody's in despair, 
Ev'ry girl and boy 
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, 
Ev'rybody's gonna jump for joy. 
Come all without, come all within, 
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn. 
 
I like to do just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet, 
But guarding fumes and making haste, 
It ain't my cup of meat. 
Ev'rybody's 'neath the trees, 
Feeding pigeons on a limb 
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, 
All the pigeons gonna run to him. 
Come all without, come all within, 
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn. 
 
A cat's meow and a cow's moo, I can recite 'em all, 
Just tell me where it hurts yuh, honey, 
And I'll tell you who to call. 
Nobody can get no sleep, 
There's someone on ev'ryone's toes 
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, 
Ev'rybody's gonna wanna doze. 
Come all without, come all within, 
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn

 

BOB DYLAN
QUIT YOUR LOW DOWN WAYS

 Oh, you can read out your Bible, 
You can fall down on your knees, pretty mama, 
And pray to the Lord 
But it ain't gonna do no good. 
 
You're gonna need 
You're gonna need my help someday 
Well, if you can't quit your sinnin' 
Please quit your low down ways. 
 
Well, you can run down to the White House, 
You can gaze at the Capitol Dome, pretty mama, 
You can pound on the President's gate 
But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late. 
 
You're gonna need 
You're gonna need my help someday 
Well, if you can't quit your sinnin' 
Please quit your low down ways. 
 
Well, you can run down to the desert, 
Throw yourself on the burning sand. 
You can raise up your right hand, pretty mama, 
But you better understand you done lost your one good man. 
 
You're gonna need 
You're gonna need my help someday 
Well, if you can't quit your sinnin' 
Please quit your low down ways. 
 
And you can hitchhike on the highway, 
You can stand all alone by the side of the road. 
You can try to flag a ride back home, pretty mama, 
But you can't ride in my car no more. 
 
You're gonna need 
You're gonna need my help someday 
Well, if you can't quit your sinnin' 
Please quit your low down ways. 
 
Oh, you can read out your Bible, 
You can fall down on your knees, pretty mama, 
And pray to the Lord 
But it ain't gonna do no good. 
 
You're gonna need 
You're gonna need my help someday 
Well, if you can't quit your sinnin' 
Please quit your low down ways. 


 

BOB DYLAN
RAGGED & DIRTY

 1. Lord, I'm broke, I'm hungry, ragged and dirty too, 
Broke and hungry, ragged and dirty too. 
If I clean up, sweet momma, can I stay all night with you? 
 
2. Lord, I went to my window, babe, I couldn't see through my blinds, 
Went to my window, babe, I couldn't see through my blinds, 
Heard my best friend a comin' and I thought I heard my baby cry. 
 
3. Lord, if I can't come in here, baby, then just let me sit down in your door, 
If I can't come in here, baby, then just let me sit down in your door, 
And I would leave so soon that your man won't never know. 
 
4. How can I live here, baby, Lord, and feel at ease? 
How can I live here, baby, Lord, and feel at ease? 
Well, that woman I got, man, she does just what she feels. 
 
5. Lord, you shouldn't mistreat me, baby, because I'm young and wild, 
Shouldn't mistreat me, baby, because I'm young and wild. 
You must always remember, baby, you was once a child. 
 
6. 'Cause I'm leaving in the morning, if I have to ride the blinds, 
Leaving in the morning, if I have to ride the blinds. 
Well, I been mistreated and I swear I don't mind dyin' 


 

BOB DYLAN
RAMBLING, GAMBLING WILLIE

 Come around you rovin' gamblers and a story I will tell 
About the greatest gambler, you all should know him well. 
His name was Will O' Conley and he gambled all his life, 
He had twenty seven children, yet he never had a wife. 
And it's ride, Willie, ride, 
Roll, Willie, roll, 
Wherever you are a gamblin' now, nobody really knows. 
 
He gambled in the White House and in the railroad yards, 
Wherever there was people, there was Willie and his cards. 
He had a reputation as the gamblin'est man around, 
Wives would keep their husbands home when Willie came to town. 
And it's ride, Willie, ride, 
Roll, Willie, roll, 
Wherever you are a gamblin' now, nobody really knows. 
 
Sailin' down the Mississippi to a town called New Orleans, 
They're still talkin' about their card game on that Jackson River Queen. 
 I've come to win some money, Gamblin' Willie says, 
When the game finally ended up, the whole damn boat was his. 
And it's ride, Willie, ride, 
Roll, Willie, roll, 
Wherever you are a gamblin' now, nobody really knows. 
 
Up in the Rocky Mountains in a town called Cripple Creek, 
There was an all night poker game, lasted about a week. 
Nine hundred miners had laid their money down, 
When Willie finally left the room, he owned the whole damn town. 
And it's ride, Willie, ride, 
Roll, Willie, roll, 
Wherever you are a gamblin' now, nobody really knows. 
 
But Willie had a heart of gold and this I know is true, 
He supported all his children, and all their mothers too. 
He wore no rings or fancy things, like other gamblers wore, 
He spread his money far and wide, to help the sick and the poor. 
And it's ride, Willie, ride, 
Roll, Willie, roll, 
Wherever you are a gamblin' now, nobody really knows. 
 
When you played your cards with Willie, you never really knew 
Whether he was bluffin' or whether he was true. 
He won a fortune from a man who folded in his chair. 
The man, he left a diamond flush, Willie didn't even have a pair. 
And it's ride, Willie, ride, 
Roll, Willie, roll, 
Wherever you are a gamblin' now, nobody really knows. 
 
It was late one evenin' during a poker game, 
A man lost all his money, he said Willie was to blame. 
He shot poor Willie through the head, which was a tragic fate, 
When Willie's cards fell on the floor, they were aces backed with eights. 
And it's ride, Willie, ride, 
Roll, Willie, roll, 
Wherever you are a gamblin' now, nobody really knows. 
 
So all you rovin' gamblers, wherever you might be, 
The moral of this story is very plain to see. 
Make your money while you can, before you have to stop, 
For when you pull that dead man's hand, your gamblin' days are up. 
And it's ride, Willie, ride, 
Roll, Willie, roll, 
Wherever you are a gamblin' now, nobody really knows. 


 

BOB DYLAN
RANK STRANGERS TO ME

 I wandered again to my home in the mountain 
Where in youth's early days I was happy and free 
I looked for my friends but I never could find them 
I found they were all rank strangers to me. 
 
Ev'rybody I met seemed to be a rank stranger 
No mother or dad not a friend could I see 
They knew not my name and I knew not their faces 
I found they were all rank strangers to me. 
 
They all moved a way, said a voice of a stranger 
 To that bautiful home by the bright crystal sea 
Some beautiful day I'll meet 'em in heaven 
Where no one will be a stranger to me. 
 
Ev'rybody I met seemed to be a rank stranger 
No mother or dad not a friend could I see 
They knew not my name and I knew not their faces 
I found they were all rank strangers to me. 


 

BOB DYLAN
RESTLESS FAREWELL

 Oh all the money that in my whole life I did spend, 
Be it mine right or wrongfully, 
I let it slip gladly past the hands of my friends 
To tie up the time most forcefully. 
But the bottles are done, 
We've killed each one 
And the table's full and overflowed. 
And the corner sign 
Says it's closing time, 
So I'll bid farewell and be down the road. 
 
Oh ev'ry girl that ever I've touched, 
I did not do it harmfully. 
And ev'ry girl that ever I've hurt, 
I did not do it knowin'ly. 
But to remain as friends and make amends 
You need the time and stay behind. 
And since my feet are now fast 
And point away from the past, 
I'll bid farewell and be down the line. 
 
Oh ev'ry foe that ever I faced, 
The cause was there before we came. 
And ev'ry cause that ever I fought, 
I fought it full without regret or shame. 
But the dark does die 
As the curtain is drawn and somebody's eyes 
Must meet the dawn. 
And if I see the day 
I'd only have to stay, 
So I'll bid farewell in the night and be gone. 
 
Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind, 
I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung. 
But it's not to stand naked under unknowin' eyes, 
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung. 
But the time ain't tall, 
Yet on time you depend and no word is possessed 
By no special friend. 
And though the line is cut, 
It ain't quite the end, 
I'll just bid farewell till we meet again. 
 
Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time 
To disgrace, distract, and bother me. 
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face, 
And the dust of rumors covers me. 
But if the arrow is straight 
And the point is slick, 
It can pierce through dust no matter how thick. 
So I'll make my stand 
And remain as I am 
And bid farewell and not give a damn. 


 

BOB DYLAN
RING THEM BELLS

 Ring them bells, ye heathen 
From the city that dreams, 
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries 
Cross the valleys and streams, 
For they're deep and they're wide 
And the world's on its side 
And time is running backwards 
And so is the bride. 
 
Ring them bells St. Peter 
Where the four winds blow, 
Ring them bells with an iron hand 
So the people will know. 
Oh it's rush hour now 
On the wheel and the plow 
And the sun is going down 
Upon the sacred cow. 
 
Ring them bells Sweet Martha, 
For the poor man's son, 
Ring them bells so the world will know 
That God is one. 
Oh the shepherd is asleep 
Where the willows weep 
And the mountains are filled 
With lost sheep. 
 
Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf, 
Ring them bells for all of us who are left, 
Ring them bells for the chosen few 
Who will judge the many when the game is through. 
Ring them bells, for the time that flies, 
For the child that cries 
When innocence dies. 
 
Ring them bells St. Catherine 
From the top of the room, 
Ring them from the fortress 
For the lilies that bloom. 
Oh the lines are long 
And the fighting is strong 
And they're breaking down the distance 
Between right and wrong. 


 

BOB DYLAN
RING THEM BELLS

 Ring them bells, ye heathen 
From the city that dreams, 
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries 
Cross the valleys and streams, 
For they're deep and they're wide 
And the world's on its side 
And time is running backwards 
And so is the bride. 
 
Ring them bells St. Peter 
Where the four winds blow, 
Ring them bells with an iron hand 
So the people will know. 
Oh it's rush hour now 
On the wheel and the plow 
And the sun is going down 
Upon the sacred cow. 
 
Ring them bells Sweet Martha, 
For the poor man's son, 
Ring them bells so the world will know 
That God is one. 
Oh the shepherd is asleep 
Where the willows weep 
And the mountains are filled 
With lost sheep. 
 
Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf, 
Ring them bells for all of us who are left, 
Ring them bells for the chosen few 
Who will judge the many when the game is through. 
Ring them bells, for the time that flies, 
For the child that cries 
When innocence dies. 
 
Ring them bells St. Catherine 
From the top of the room, 
Ring them from the fortress 
For the lilies that bloom. 
Oh the lines are long 
And the fighting is strong 
And they're breaking down the distance 
Between right and wrong. 


 

BOB DYLAN
RIVER THEME

 (Instrumental)

 

BOB DYLAN
ROMANCE IN DURANGO

 Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun 
Dust on my face and my cape, 
Me and Magdalena on the run 
I think this time we shall escape. 
 
Sold my guitar to the baker's son 
For a few crumbs and a place to hide, 
But I can get another one 
And I'll play for Magdalena as we ride. 
 
No llores, mi querida 
Dios nos vigila 
Soon the horse will take us to Durango. 
Agarrame, mi vida 
Soon the desert will be gone 
Soon you will be dancing the fandango. 
 
Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people 
Hoofbeats like castanets on stone. 
At night I dream of bells in the village steeple 
Then I see the bloody face of Ramon. 
 
Was it me that shot him down in the cantina 
Was it my hand that held the gun? 
Come, let us fly, my Magdalena 
The dogs are barking and what's done is done. 
 
No llores, mi querida 
Dios nos vigila 
Soon the horse will take us to Durango. 
Agarrame, mi vida 
Soon the desert will be gone 
Soon you will be dancing the fandango. 
 
At the corrida we'll sit in the shade 
And watch the young torero stand alone. 
We'll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed 
When they rode with Villa into Torreon. 
 
Then the padre will recite the prayers of old 
In the little church this side of town. 
I will wear new boots and an earring of gold 
You'll shine with diamonds in your wedding gown. 
 
The way is long but the end is near 
Already the fiesta has begun. 
The face of God will appear 
With His serpent eyes of obsidian. 
 
No llores, mi querida 
Dios nos vigila 
Soon the horse will take us to Durango. 
Agarrame, mi vida 
Soon the desert will be gone 
Soon you will be dancing the fandango. 
 
Was that the thunder that I heard? 
My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain 
Come sit by me, don't say a word 
Oh, can it be that I am slain? 
 
Quick, Magdalena, take my gun 
Look up in the hills, that flash of light. 
Aim well my little one 
We may not make it through the night. 
 
No llores, mi querida 
Dios nos vigila 
Soon the horse will take us to Durango. 
Agarrame, mi vida 
Soon the desert will be gone 
Soon you will be dancing the fandango. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ROMANCE IN DURANGO

 Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun 
Dust on my face and my cape, 
Me and Magdalena on the run 
I think this time we shall escape. 
 
Sold my guitar to the baker's son 
For a few crumbs and a place to hide, 
But I can get another one 
And I'll play for Magdalena as we ride. 
 
No llores, mi querida 
Dios nos vigila 
Soon the horse will take us to Durango. 
Agarrame, mi vida 
Soon the desert will be gone 
Soon you will be dancing the fandango. 
 
Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people 
Hoofbeats like castanets on stone. 
At night I dream of bells in the village steeple 
Then I see the bloody face of Ramon. 
 
Was it me that shot him down in the cantina 
Was it my hand that held the gun? 
Come, let us fly, my Magdalena 
The dogs are barking and what's done is done. 
 
No llores, mi querida 
Dios nos vigila 
Soon the horse will take us to Durango. 
Agarrame, mi vida 
Soon the desert will be gone 
Soon you will be dancing the fandango. 
 
At the corrida we'll sit in the shade 
And watch the young torero stand alone. 
We'll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed 
When they rode with Villa into Torreon. 
 
Then the padre will recite the prayers of old 
In the little church this side of town. 
I will wear new boots and an earring of gold 
You'll shine with diamonds in your wedding gown. 
 
The way is long but the end is near 
Already the fiesta has begun. 
The face of God will appear 
With His serpent eyes of obsidian. 
 
No llores, mi querida 
Dios nos vigila 
Soon the horse will take us to Durango. 
Agarrame, mi vida 
Soon the desert will be gone 
Soon you will be dancing the fandango. 
 
Was that the thunder that I heard? 
My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain 
Come sit by me, don't say a word 
Oh, can it be that I am slain? 
 
Quick, Magdalena, take my gun 
Look up in the hills, that flash of light. 
Aim well my little one 
We may not make it through the night. 
 
No llores, mi querida 
Dios nos vigila 
Soon the horse will take us to Durango. 
Agarrame, mi vida 
Soon the desert will be gone 
Soon you will be dancing the fandango. 


 

BOB DYLAN
ROMANCE IN DURANGO

 Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun 
Dust on my face and my cape, 
Me and Magdalena on the run 
I think this time we shall escape. 
 
Sold my guitar to the baker's son 
For a few crumbs and a place to hide, 
But I can get another one 
And I'll play for Magdalena as we ride. 
 
No llores, mi querida 
Dios nos vigila 
Soon the horse will take us to Durango. 
Agarrame, mi vida 
Soon the desert will be gone 
Soon you will be dancing the fandango. 
 
Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people 
Hoofbeats like castanets on stone. 
At night I dream of bells in the village steeple 
Then I see the bloody face of Ramon. 
 
Was it me that shot him down in the cantina 
Was it my hand that held the gun? 
Come, let us fly, my Magdalena 
The dogs are barking and what's done is done. 
 
No llores, mi querida 
Dios nos vigila 
Soon the horse will take us to Durango. 
Agarrame, mi vida 
Soon the desert will be gone 
Soon you will be dancing the fandango. 
 
At the corrida we'll sit in the shade 
And watch the young torero stand alone. 
We'll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed 
When they rode with Villa into Torreon. 
 
Then the padre will recite the prayers of old 
In the little church this side of town. 
I will wear new boots and an earring of gold 
You'll shine with diamonds in your wedding gown. 
 
The way is long but the end is near 
Already the fiesta has begun. 
The face of God will appear 
With His serpent eyes of obsidian. 
 
No llores, mi querida 
Dios nos vigila 
Soon the horse will take us to Durango. 
Agarrame, mi vida 
Soon the desert will be gone 
Soon you will be dancing the fandango. 
 
Was that the thunder that I heard? 
My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain 
Come sit by me, don't say a word 
Oh, can it be that I am slain? 
 
Quick, Magdalena, take my gun 
Look up in the hills, that flash of light. 
Aim well my little one 
We may not make it through the night. 
 
No llores, mi querida 
Dios nos vigila 
Soon the horse will take us to Durango. 
Agarrame, mi vida 
Soon the desert will be gone 
Soon you will be dancing the fandango. 


 

BOB DYLAN
RUBEN REMUS

 Wrote a letter this mornin', 
Put it in your hat, 
'Cause no one to read it 
And I know you knew that. 
I bought a joke, a trick or two, 
Just to bring and show you, 
Caught ya with the trickster too. 
Sometimes I wonder how ya knew 
A hypnotist, fancytalker, 
Ruben Remus ain't no doctor 
 
I knew the man and tried to remember 
Just where it was that I'd seen his face. 
Long ago, in a movie show, 
He was like that man singin' bass. 
Knew him by his nurs'ry rhyme: 
The Story Of The Rabbit Man. 
Fell right in and said to him: 
 I'd like to help you if I can. 
I know the film would only shock ya, 
Ruben Remus ain't no doctor! 
 
He only needed what you had, 
Asked for nothing more, 
Said he'd like to take you on, 
But it's been done before. 
You couldn't see he's a travelin' man 
And he cannot take your hand. 
It's very hard to understand 
Why his songs were never banned. 
Guess the man would never knock ya, 
Ruben Remus ain't no doctor! 
 
No one seen ya since he's been gone, 
It's been a day, maybe more. 
I took a walk in your yard 
And knocked on your back door. 
Why don't you let me in? 
I'm not the man who did ya in. 
Is mr. Remus still your friend? 
You say you don't remember him. 
Turn me down, would ya? 
Well, I've got news for you. 
Turn me down would ya, 
Can't ya tell 
I'm gonna change your mind before I'm... trough... 


 

BOB DYLAN
SAD EYED LADY OF THE LOWLANDS

 With your mercury mouth in the missionary times, 
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes, 
And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes, 
Oh, who among them do they think could bury you? 
With your pockets well protected at last, 
And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass, 
And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass, 
Who among them do they think could carry you? 
Sad eyed lady of the lowlands, 
Where the sad eyed prophet says that no man comes, 
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, 
Should I leave them by your gate, 
Or, sad eyed lady, should I wait? 
 
With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace, 
And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace, 
And your basement clothes and your hollow face, 
Who among them can think he could outguess you? 
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims 
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims, 
And your match book songs and your gypsy hymns, 
Who among them would try to impress you? 
Sad eyed lady of the lowlands, 
Where the sad eyed prophet says that no man comes, 
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, 
Should I leave them by your gate, 
Or, sad eyed lady, should I wait? 
 
The kings of Tyrus with their convict list 
Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss, 
And you wouldn't know it would happen like this, 
But who among them really wants just to kiss you? 
With your childhood flames on your midnight rug, 
And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs, 
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs, 
Who among them do you think could resist you? 
Sad eyed lady of the lowlands, 
Where the sad eyed prophet says that no man comes, 
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, 
Should I leave them by your gate, 
Or, sad eyed lady, should I wait? 
 
Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide 
To show you the dead angels that they used to hide. 
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side? 
Oh, how could they ever mistake you? 
They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm, 
But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm, 
And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms, 
How could they ever, ever persuade you? 
Sad eyed lady of the lowlands, 
Where the sad eyed prophet says that no man comes, 
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, 
Should I leave them by your gate, 
Or, sad eyed lady, should I wait? 
 
With your sheet metal memory of Cannery Row, 
And your magazine husband who one day just had to go, 
And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show, 
Who among them do you think would employ you? 
Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole 
With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold, 
And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul, 
Oh, who among them do you think could destroy you 
Sad eyed lady of the lowlands, 
Where the sad eyed prophet says that no man comes, 
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, 
Should I leave them by your gate, 
Or, sad eyed lady, should I wait? 


 

BOB DYLAN
SALLY SUE BROWN

 Look who's back in town 
Ain't nobody but Sally Sue Brown 
All you boys better run for cover 
If you don't a wanna be a hearted broken lover. 
 
See her in that very tight skirt 
Got what it takes 
Just to make you hurt 
Don't you see by those big bright eyes 
Prefer to treat her nasty and low down lies. 
 
Makes no difference where she's been 
I'm go in south and doin' them things again 
Bake in a hot tub, down the line 
I'd rather see you ruin this a heart of mine. 
 
I'll go see them come down my way 
Like a fool you're gonna hear me say: 
 I'll lay at your bed Sally Sue Brown 
Please let me love you, baby 
Don't put me down . 
 
Makes no difference where she's been 
I'm go in south and doin' them things again 
Bake in a hot tub, down the line 
I'd rather see you ruin this a heart of mine. 
 
I'll go see them come down my way 
Like a fool you're gonna hear me say: 
 I'll lay at your bed Sally Sue Brown 
Please let me love you, baby 
Don't put me down . 


 

BOB DYLAN
SANTA FE

 Santa Fe, 
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe, 
My woman needs it ev'ryday, 
She promised this a lad she'd stay, 
She's rollin' up a lotta bread 
To toss away. 
She's in Santa Fe, 
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe 
Now she's opened up an old maid's home, 
She's proud, but she needs to roam, 
She's gonna write herself a roadside poem, 
About Santa Fe. 
 
Santa Fe, 
Dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe. 
Since I'm never gonna cease to roam, 
I'm never, ever far from home, 
But I'll build a geodesic dome 
And sail away. 
Don't feel bad. 
No, no, no, no, don't feel bad 
It's the best food I've ever had. 
Makes me feel so glad 
That she's cooking in a home made pad 
She never caught a cold so bad 
When I'm away. 
 
Santa Fe, 
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe. 
My shrimp boat's in the bay 
I won't have my nature this way, 
And I'm leanin' on the wheel each day 
To drift away 
From Santa Fe, 
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe. 
My sister looks good at home, 
She's lickin' on an ice cream cone, 
She's packin' her big white comb, 
What does it weigh? 


 

BOB DYLAN
SARA

 I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky, 
When the children were babies and played on the beach. 
You came up behind me, I saw you go by, 
You were always so close and still within reach. 
 
Sara, Sara, 
Whatever made you want to change your mind? 
Sara, Sara, 
So easy to look at, so hard to define. 
 
I can still see them playin' with their pails in the sand, 
They run to the water their buckets to fill. 
I can still see the shells fallin' out of their hands 
As they follow each other back up the hill. 
 
Sara, Sara, 
Sweet virgin angel, sweet love of my life, 
Sara, Sara, 
Radiant jewel, mystical wife. 
 
Sleepin' in the woods by a fire in the night, 
Drinkin' white rum in a Portugal bar, 
Them playin' leapfrog and hearin' about Snow White, 
You in the marketplace in Savanna la Mar. 
 
Sara, Sara, 
It's all so clear, I could never forget, 
Sara, Sara, 
Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret. 
 
I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells, 
I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through, 
Stayin' up for days in the Chelsea Hotel, 
Writin' Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands for you. 
 
Sara, Sara, 
Wherever we travel we're never apart. 
Sara, oh Sara, 
Beautiful lady, so dear to my heart. 
 
How did I meet you? I don't know. 
A messenger sent me in a tropical storm. 
You were there in the winter, moonlight on the snow 
And on Lily Pond Lane when the weather was warm. 
 
Sara, oh Sara, 
Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress, 
Sara, Sara, 
You must forgive me my unworthiness. 
 
Now the beach is deserted except for some kelp 
And a piece of an old ship that lies on the shore. 
You always responded when I needed your help, 
You gimme a map and a key to your door. 
 
Sara, oh Sara, 
Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow, 
Sara, oh Sara, 
Don't ever leave me, don't ever go. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SARA

 I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky, 
When the children were babies and played on the beach. 
You came up behind me, I saw you go by, 
You were always so close and still within reach. 
 
Sara, Sara, 
Whatever made you want to change your mind? 
Sara, Sara, 
So easy to look at, so hard to define. 
 
I can still see them playin' with their pails in the sand, 
They run to the water their buckets to fill. 
I can still see the shells fallin' out of their hands 
As they follow each other back up the hill. 
 
Sara, Sara, 
Sweet virgin angel, sweet love of my life, 
Sara, Sara, 
Radiant jewel, mystical wife. 
 
Sleepin' in the woods by a fire in the night, 
Drinkin' white rum in a Portugal bar, 
Them playin' leapfrog and hearin' about Snow White, 
You in the marketplace in Savanna la Mar. 
 
Sara, Sara, 
It's all so clear, I could never forget, 
Sara, Sara, 
Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret. 
 
I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells, 
I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through, 
Stayin' up for days in the Chelsea Hotel, 
Writin' Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands for you. 
 
Sara, Sara, 
Wherever we travel we're never apart. 
Sara, oh Sara, 
Beautiful lady, so dear to my heart. 
 
How did I meet you? I don't know. 
A messenger sent me in a tropical storm. 
You were there in the winter, moonlight on the snow 
And on Lily Pond Lane when the weather was warm. 
 
Sara, oh Sara, 
Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress, 
Sara, Sara, 
You must forgive me my unworthiness. 
 
Now the beach is deserted except for some kelp 
And a piece of an old ship that lies on the shore. 
You always responded when I needed your help, 
You gimme a map and a key to your door. 
 
Sara, oh Sara, 
Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow, 
Sara, oh Sara, 
Don't ever leave me, don't ever go. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SARAH JANE

 I got a wife and five little chillun 
I'm gonna take a trip on the big McMillan 
With Saro Jane 
Saro Jane 
Ain't nothin' to do 
But to set down and sing 
And rock about my Saro Jane 
 
The boiler busted and the whistle squall 
The Captain gone through the hole in the wall 
Oh Saro Jane 
Saro Jane 
Ain't nothin' to do 
But to set down and sing 
And rock about my Saro Jane 
 
The engine give a crack and the whistle gave a squall 
The engineer gone to the hole in the wall 
Saro Jane 
Saro Jane 
Ain't nothin' to do 
But to set down and sing 
And rock about my Saro Jane 
 
Yankee built boats to shoot them Rebels 
My gun's steady gonna hold it level 
Saro Jane 
Saro Jane 
But to set down and sing 
And rock about my Saro Jane 
 
I got a wife and five little chillun 
I'm gonna take a trip on the big McMillan 
Saro Jane 
Saro Jane 
Ain't nothin' to do 
But to set down and sing 
And rock about my Saro Jane 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
SAVED

 I was blinded by the devil, 
Born already ruined, 
Stone cold dead 
As I stepped out of the womb. 
By His grace I have been touched, 
By His word I have been healed, 
By His hand I've been delivered, 
By His spirit I've been sealed. 
 
I've been saved 
By the blood of the lamb, 
Saved 
By the blood of the lamb, 
Saved, 
Saved, 
And I'm so glad. 
Yes, I'm so glad, 
I'm so glad, 
So glad, 
I want to thank You, Lord, 
I just want to thank You, Lord, 
Thank You, Lord. 
 
By His truth I can be upright, 
By His strength I do endure, 
By His power I've been lifted, 
In His love I am secure. 
He bought me with a price, 
Freed me from the pit, 
Full of emptiness and wrath 
And the fire that burns in it. 
 
I've been saved 
By the blood of the lamb, 
Saved 
By the blood of the lamb, 
Saved, 
Saved, 
And I'm so glad. 
Yes, I'm so glad, 
I'm so glad, 
So glad, 
I want to thank You, Lord, 
I just want to thank You, Lord, 
Thank You, Lord. 
 
Nobody to rescue me, 
Nobody would dare, 
I was going down for the last time, 
But by His mercy I've been spared. 
Not by works, 
But by faith in Him who called, 
For so long I've been hindered, 
For so long I've been stalled. 
 
I've been saved 
By the blood of the lamb, 
Saved 
By the blood of the lamb, 
Saved, 
Saved, 
And I'm so glad. 
Yes, I'm so glad, I'm so glad, 
So glad, I want to thank You, Lord, 
I just want to thank You, Lord, 
Thank You, Lord. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SAVING GRACE

 If You find it in Your heart, can I be forgiven? 
Guess I owe You some kind of apology. 
I've escaped death so many times, I know I'm only living 
By the saving grace that's over me. 
 
By this time I'd a thought I would be sleeping 
In a pine box for all eternity. 
My faith keeps me alive, but I still be weeping 
For the saving grace that's over me. 
 
Well, the death of life, then come the resurrection, 
Wherever I am welcome is where I'll be. 
I put all my confidence in Him, my sole protection 
Is the saving grace that's over me. 
 
Well, the devil's shining light, it can be most blinding, 
But to search for love, that ain't no more than vanity. 
As I look around this world all that I'm finding 
Is the saving grace that's over me. 
 
The wicked know no peace and you just can't fake it, 
There's only one road and it leads to Calvary. 
It gets discouraging at times, but I know I'll make it 
By the saving grace that's over me. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SEE THAT MY GRAVE IS KEPT CLEAN

 Well there's one kind of flavor I'll ask for you 
Well there's one kind of flavor I'll ask for you 
There's just one kind of flavor I'll ask for you 
You can see that my grave is kept clean. 
 
And there's two white horses following me 
And there's two white horses following me 
I got two white horses following me 
Waiting on my burying ground. 
 
Did you ever hear that coffin sound 
Did you ever hear that coffin sound 
Did you ever hear that coffin sound 
Means another poor boy is under the ground. 
 
Did you ever hear them church bells toll 
Did you ever hear them church bells toll 
Did you ever hear them church bells toll 
Means another poor boy is dead and gone. 
 
And my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold 
And my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold 
And my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold 
And I believe what the father told. 
 
And there's one last flavor I'll ask for you 
And there's one last flavor I'll ask for you 
And just one last flavor I'll ask for you 
You can see that my grave is kept clean. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SEEING THE REAL YOU AT LAST

 Well, I thought that the rain would cool things down 
But it looks like it don't. 
I'd like to get you to change your mind 
But it looks like you won't. 
 
From now on I'll be busy, 
Ain't goin' nowhere fast. 
I'm just glad it's over 
And I'm seeing the real you at last. 
 
Well, didn't I risk my neck for you, 
Didn't I take chances? 
Didn't I rise above it all for you, 
The most unfortunate circumstances? 
 
Well, I have had some rotten nights, 
Didn't think that they would pass. 
I'm just thankful and grateful 
To be seeing the real you at last. 
 
I'm hungry and I'm irritable 
And I'm tired of this bag of tricks. 
At one time there was nothing wrong with me 
That you could not fix. 
 
Well, I sailed through the storm 
Strapped to the mast, 
But the time has come 
And I'm seeing the real you at last. 
 
When I met you, baby, 
You didn't show no visible scars. 
You could ride like Annie Oakley, 
You could shoot like Belle Starr. 
 
Well, I don't mind a reasonable amount of trouble, 
Trouble always comes to pass 
But all I care about now 
Is that I'm seeing the real you at last. 
 
Well, I'm gonna quit this baby talk now, 
I guess I should have known. 
I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles, 
I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone. 
 
Whatever you gonna do, 
Please do it fast. 
I'm still trying to get used to 
Seeing the real you at last. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SENOR (TALES OF YANKEE POWER)

 Senor, senor, do you know where we're headin'? 
Lincoln County Road or Armageddon? 
Seems like I been down this way before. 
Is there any truth in that, senor? 
 
Senor, senor, do you know where she is hidin'? 
How long are we gonna be ridin'? 
How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door? 
Will there be any comfort there, senor? 
 
There's a wicked wind still blowin' on that upper deck, 
There's an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck. 
There's a marchin' band still playin' in that vacant lot 
Where she held me in her arms one time and said, Forget me not. 
 
Senor, senor, I can see that painted wagon, 
I can smell the tail of the dragon. 
Can't stand the suspense anymore. 
Can you tell me who to contact here, senor? 
 
Well, the last thing I remember before I stripped and kneeled 
Was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field. 
A gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring 
Said, Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing. 
 
Senor, senor, you know their hearts is as hard as leather. 
Well, give me a minute, let me get it together. 
I just gotta pick myself up off the floor. 
I'm ready when you are, senor. 
 
Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables, 
Overturn these tables. 
This place don't make sense to me no more. 
Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor? 


 

BOB DYLAN
SENOR (TALES OF YANKEE POWER)

 Senor, senor, do you know where we're headin'? 
Lincoln County Road or Armageddon? 
Seems like I been down this way before. 
Is there any truth in that, senor? 
 
Senor, senor, do you know where she is hidin'? 
How long are we gonna be ridin'? 
How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door? 
Will there be any comfort there, senor? 
 
There's a wicked wind still blowin' on that upper deck, 
There's an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck. 
There's a marchin' band still playin' in that vacant lot 
Where she held me in her arms one time and said, Forget me not. 
 
Senor, senor, I can see that painted wagon, 
I can smell the tail of the dragon. 
Can't stand the suspense anymore. 
Can you tell me who to contact here, senor? 
 
Well, the last thing I remember before I stripped and kneeled 
Was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field. 
A gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring 
Said, Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing. 
 
Senor, senor, you know their hearts is as hard as leather. 
Well, give me a minute, let me get it together. 
I just gotta pick myself up off the floor. 
I'm ready when you are, senor. 
 
Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables, 
Overturn these tables. 
This place don't make sense to me no more. 
Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?

 

BOB DYLAN
SERIES OF DREAMS

 I was thinking of a series of dreams 
Where nothing comes up to the top 
Everything stays down where it's wounded 
And comes to a permanent stop 
Wasn't thinking of anything specific 
Like in a dream, when someone wakes up and screams 
Nothing too very scientific 
Just thinking of a series of dreams 
 
Thinking of a series of dreams 
Where the time and the tempo fly 
And there's no exit in any direction 
'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes 
Wasn't making any great connection 
Wasn't falling for any intricate scheme 
Nothing that would pass inspection 
Just thinking of a series of dreams 
 
Dreams where the umbrella is folded 
Into the path you are hurled 
And the cards are no good that you're holding 
Unless they're from another world 
 
In one, numbers were burning 
In another, I witnessed a crime 
In one, I was running, and in another 
All I seemed to be doing was climb 
Wasn't looking for any special assistance 
Not going to any great extremes 
I'd already gone the distance 
Just thinking of a series of dreams 


 

BOB DYLAN
SERIES OF DREAMS

 I was thinking of a series of dreams 
Where nothing comes up to the top 
Everything stays down where it's wounded 
And comes to a permanent stop 
Wasn't thinking of anything specific 
Like in a dream, when someone wakes up and screams 
Nothing too very scientific 
Just thinking of a series of dreams 
 
Thinking of a series of dreams 
Where the time and the tempo fly 
And there's no exit in any direction 
'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes 
Wasn't making any great connection 
Wasn't falling for any intricate scheme 
Nothing that would pass inspection 
Just thinking of a series of dreams 
 
Dreams where the umbrella is folded 
Into the path you are hurled 
And the cards are no good that you're holding 
Unless they're from another world 
 
In one, numbers were burning 
In another, I witnessed a crime 
In one, I was running, and in another 
All I seemed to be doing was climb 
Wasn't looking for any special assistance 
Not going to any great extremes 
I'd already gone the distance 
Just thinking of a series of dreams 


 

BOB DYLAN
SEVEN CURSES

 Old Reilly stole a stallion 
But they caught him and they brought him back 
And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground 
With an iron chain around his neck. 
 
Old Reilly's daughter got a message 
That her father was goin' to hang. 
She rode by night and came by morning 
With gold and silver in her hand. 
 
When the judge he saw Reilly's daughter 
His old eyes deepened in his head, 
Sayin', Gold will never free your father, 
The price, my dear, is you instead. 
 
 Oh I'm as good as dead, cried Reilly, 
 It's only you that he does crave 
And my skin will surely crawl if he touches you at all. 
Get on your horse and ride away. 
 
 Oh father you will surely die 
If I don't take the chance to try 
And pay the price and not take your advice. 
For that reason I will have to stay. 
 
The gallows shadows shook the evening, 
In the night a hound dog bayed, 
In the night the grounds were groanin', 
In the night the price was paid. 
 
The next mornin' she had awoken 
To know that the judge had never spoken. 
She saw that hangin' branch a bendin', 
She saw her father's body broken. 
 
These be seven curses on a judge so cruel: 
That one doctor will not save him, 
That two healers will not heal him, 
That three eyes will not see him. 
 
That four ears will not hear him, 
That five walls will not hide him, 
That six diggers will not bury him 
And that seven deaths shall never kill him. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SEVEN DAYS

 Seven days, seven more days she'll be comin' 
I'll be waiting at the station for her to arrive 
Seven more days, all I gotta do is survive. 
 
She been gone ever since I been a child 
Ever since I seen her smile, I ain't forgotten her eyes. 
She had a face that could outshine the sun in the skies. 
 
I been good, I been good while I been waitin' 
Maybe guilty of hesitatin', I just been holdin' on 
Seven more days, all that'll be gone. 
 
There's kissing in the valley, 
Thieving in the alley, 
Fighting every inch of the way. 
Trying to be tender 
With somebody I remember 
In a night that's always brighter'n the day. 
 
Seven days, seven more days that are connected 
Just like I expected, she'll be comin' on forth, 
My beautiful comrade from the north. 
 
There's kissing in the valley, 
Thieving in the alley, 
Fighting every inch of the way. 
Trying to be tender 
With somebody I remember 
In a night that's always brighter'n the day. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SEVEN DAYS

 Seven days, seven more days she'll be comin' 
I'll be waiting at the station for her to arrive 
Seven more days, all I gotta do is survive. 
 
She been gone ever since I been a child 
Ever since I seen her smile, I ain't forgotten her eyes. 
She had a face that could outshine the sun in the skies. 
 
I been good, I been good while I been waitin' 
Maybe guilty of hesitatin', I just been holdin' on 
Seven more days, all that'll be gone. 
 
There's kissing in the valley, 
Thieving in the alley, 
Fighting every inch of the way. 
Trying to be tender 
With somebody I remember 
In a night that's always brighter'n the day. 
 
Seven days, seven more days that are connected 
Just like I expected, she'll be comin' on forth, 
My beautiful comrade from the north. 
 
There's kissing in the valley, 
Thieving in the alley, 
Fighting every inch of the way. 
Trying to be tender 
With somebody I remember 
In a night that's always brighter'n the day.

 

BOB DYLAN
SHE BELONGS TO ME

 She's got everything she needs, 
She's an artist, she don't look back. 
She's got everything she needs, 
She's an artist, she don't look back. 
She can take the dark out of the nighttime 
And paint the daytime black. 
 
You will start out standing 
Proud to steal her anything she sees. 
You will start out standing 
Proud to steal her anything she sees. 
But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole 
Down upon your knees. 
 
She never stumbles, 
She's got no place to fall. 
She never stumbles, 
She's got no place to fall. 
She's nobody's child, 
The Law can't touch her at all. 
 
She wears an Egyptian ring 
That sparkles before she speaks. 
She wears an Egyptian ring 
That sparkles before she speaks. 
She's a hypnotist collector, 
You are a walking antique. 
 
Bow down to her on Sunday, 
Salute her when her birthday comes. 
Bow down to her on Sunday, 
Salute her when her birthday comes. 
For Halloween give her a trumpet 
And for Christmas, buy her a drum. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SHE BELONGS TO ME

 She's got everything she needs, 
She's an artist, she don't look back. 
She's got everything she needs, 
She's an artist, she don't look back. 
She can take the dark out of the nighttime 
And paint the daytime black. 
 
You will start out standing 
Proud to steal her anything she sees. 
You will start out standing 
Proud to steal her anything she sees. 
But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole 
Down upon your knees. 
 
She never stumbles, 
She's got no place to fall. 
She never stumbles, 
She's got no place to fall. 
She's nobody's child, 
The Law can't touch her at all. 
 
She wears an Egyptian ring 
That sparkles before she speaks. 
She wears an Egyptian ring 
That sparkles before she speaks. 
She's a hypnotist collector, 
You are a walking antique. 
 
Bow down to her on Sunday, 
Salute her when her birthday comes. 
Bow down to her on Sunday, 
Salute her when her birthday comes. 
For Halloween give her a trumpet 
And for Christmas, buy her a drum

 

BOB DYLAN
SHE BELONGS TO ME

 She's got everything she needs, 
She's an artist, she don't look back. 
She's got everything she needs, 
She's an artist, she don't look back. 
She can take the dark out of the nighttime 
And paint the daytime black. 
 
You will start out standing 
Proud to steal her anything she sees. 
You will start out standing 
Proud to steal her anything she sees. 
But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole 
Down upon your knees. 
 
She never stumbles, 
She's got no place to fall. 
She never stumbles, 
She's got no place to fall. 
She's nobody's child, 
The Law can't touch her at all. 
 
She wears an Egyptian ring 
That sparkles before she speaks. 
She wears an Egyptian ring 
That sparkles before she speaks. 
She's a hypnotist collector, 
You are a walking antique. 
 
Bow down to her on Sunday, 
Salute her when her birthday comes. 
Bow down to her on Sunday, 
Salute her when her birthday comes. 
For Halloween give her a trumpet 
And for Christmas, buy her a drum. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SHE BELONGS TO ME

 She's got everything she needs, 
She's an artist, she don't look back. 
She's got everything she needs, 
She's an artist, she don't look back. 
She can take the dark out of the nighttime 
And paint the daytime black. 
 
You will start out standing 
Proud to steal her anything she sees. 
You will start out standing 
Proud to steal her anything she sees. 
But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole 
Down upon your knees. 
 
She never stumbles, 
She's got no place to fall. 
She never stumbles, 
She's got no place to fall. 
She's nobody's child, 
The Law can't touch her at all. 
 
She wears an Egyptian ring 
That sparkles before she speaks. 
She wears an Egyptian ring 
That sparkles before she speaks. 
She's a hypnotist collector, 
You are a walking antique. 
 
Bow down to her on Sunday, 
Salute her when her birthday comes. 
Bow down to her on Sunday, 
Salute her when her birthday comes. 
For Halloween give her a trumpet 
And for Christmas, buy her a drum. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SHE'S YOUR LOVER NOW

 The pawnbroker roared 
Also, so, so did the landlord 
The scene was so crazy, wasn't it? 
Both were so glad 
To watch me destroy what I had 
Pain sure brings out the best in people, doesn't it? 
Why didn't you just leave me if you didn't want to stay? 
Why'd you have to treat me so bad? 
Did it have to be that way? 
Now you stand here expectin' me to remember somethin' you forgot to say 
Yes, and you, I see you're still with her, well 
That's fine 'cause she's comin' on so strange, can't you tell? 
Somebody had better explain 
She's got her iron chain 
I'd do it, but I, I just can't remember how 
You talk to her 
She's your lover now. 
 
I already assumed 
That we're in the felony room 
But I ain't a judge, you don't have to be nice to me 
But please tell that 
To your friend in the cowboy hat 
You know he keeps on sayin' ev'rythin' twice to me 
You know I was straight with you 
You know I've never tried to change you in any way 
You know if you didn't want to be with me 
That you could . . . didn't have to stay. 
Now you stand here sayin' you forgive and forget. Honey, what can I say? 
Yes, you, you just sit around and ask for ashtrays, can't you reach? 
I see you kiss her on the cheek ev'rytime she gives a speech 
With her picture books of the pyramid 
And her postcards of Billy the Kid 
(Why must everybody bow?) 
You better talk to her 'bout it 
You're her lover now. 
 
Oh, ev'rybody that cares 
Is goin' up the castle stairs 
But I'm not up in your castle, honey 
It's true, I just can't recall 
San Francisco at all 
I can't even remember El Paso, uh, honey 
You never had to be faithful 
I didn't want you to grieve 
Oh, why was it so hard for you 
If you didn't want to be with me, just to leave? 
Now you stand here while your finger's goin' up my sleeve 
An' you, just what do you do anyway? Ain't there nothin' you can say? 
She'll be standin' on the bar soon 
With a fish head an' a harpoon 
An' a fake beard plastered on her brow 
You'd better do somethin' quick 
She's your lover now. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SHELTER FROM THE STORM

 'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood 
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud 
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured 
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word 
In a world of steel eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved 
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved. 
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail, 
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail, 
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there 
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair. 
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost 
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed. 
Just to think that it all began on a long forgotten morn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount 
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts 
And the one eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove 
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love. 
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn? 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes 
I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose. 
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line 
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine. 
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SHELTER FROM THE STORM

 'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood 
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud 
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured 
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word 
In a world of steel eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved 
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved. 
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail, 
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail, 
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there 
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair. 
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost 
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed. 
Just to think that it all began on a long forgotten morn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount 
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts 
And the one eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove 
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love. 
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn? 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes 
I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose. 
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line 
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine. 
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SHELTER FROM THE STORM

 'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood 
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud 
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured 
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word 
In a world of steel eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved 
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved. 
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail, 
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail, 
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there 
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair. 
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost 
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed. 
Just to think that it all began on a long forgotten morn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount 
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts 
And the one eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove 
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love. 
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn? 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes 
I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose. 
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line 
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine. 
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SHELTER FROM THE STORM

 'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood 
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud 
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured 
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word 
In a world of steel eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved 
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved. 
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail, 
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail, 
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there 
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair. 
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost 
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed. 
Just to think that it all began on a long forgotten morn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount 
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts 
And the one eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove 
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love. 
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn? 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes 
I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose. 
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 
 
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line 
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine. 
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born. 
 Come in, she said, 
 I'll give you shelter from the storm. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SHENANDOAH

 Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you 
Look away, you rollin' river 
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you 
Look away. We're bound away 
Across the wide Missouri 
 
Now the Missouri is a mighty river 
Look away, you rollin' river. 
Indians camp along her border 
Look away. We're bound away 
Across the wide Missouri 
 
Well a white man loved an Indian maiden 
Look away, you rollin' river 
With notions his canoe was laden 
Look away, we're bound away 
Across the wide Missouri 
 
Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter 
Look away, you rollin' river 
It was for her I'd cross the water. 
Look away, we're bound away 
Across the wide Missouri 
 
For seven long years I courted Sally 
Look away, you rollin' river 
Seven more years I longed to have her 
Look away, we're bound away 
Across the wide Missouri 
 
Well, it's fare thee well, my dear, 
I'm bound to leave you 
Look away you rollin' river 
Shenandoah, I will not deceive you 
Look away, we're bound away 
Across the wide Missouri 


 

BOB DYLAN
SHOOTING STAR

 Seen a shooting star tonight 
And I thought of you. 
You were trying to break into another world 
A world I never knew. 
I always kind of wondered 
If you ever made it through. 
Seen a shooting star tonight 
And I thought of you. 
 
Seen a shooting star tonight 
And I thought of me. 
If I was still the same 
If I ever became what you wanted me to be 
Did I miss the mark or 
Over step the line 
That only you could see? 
Seen a shooting star tonight 
And I thought of me. 
 
Listen to the engine, listen to the bell 
As the last fire truck from hell 
Goes rolling by, all good people are praying, 
It's the last temptation 
The last account 
The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount, 
The last radio is playing. 
 
Seen a shooting star tonight 
Slip Away. 
Tomorrow will be another day. 
Guess it's too late to say the things to you 
That you needed to hear me say. 
Seen a shooting star tonight 
Slip away. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SHOOTING STAR

 Seen a shooting star tonight 
And I thought of you. 
You were trying to break into another world 
A world I never knew. 
I always kind of wondered 
If you ever made it through. 
Seen a shooting star tonight 
And I thought of you. 
 
Seen a shooting star tonight 
And I thought of me. 
If I was still the same 
If I ever became what you wanted me to be 
Did I miss the mark or 
Over step the line 
That only you could see? 
Seen a shooting star tonight 
And I thought of me. 
 
Listen to the engine, listen to the bell 
As the last fire truck from hell 
Goes rolling by, all good people are praying, 
It's the last temptation 
The last account 
The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount, 
The last radio is playing. 
 
Seen a shooting star tonight 
Slip Away. 
Tomorrow will be another day. 
Guess it's too late to say the things to you 
That you needed to hear me say. 
Seen a shooting star tonight 
Slip away. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SHOT OF LOVE

 I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love. 
 
Don't need a shot of heroin to kill my disease, 
Don't need a shot of turpentine, only bring me to my knees, 
Don't need a shot of codeine to help me to repent, 
Don't need a shot of whiskey, help me be president. 
 
I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love. 
 
Doctor, can you hear me? I need some Medicaid. 
I seen the kingdoms of the world and it's makin' me feel afraid. 
What I got ain't painful, it's just bound to kill me dead 
Like the men that followed Jesus when they put a price upon His head. 
 
I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love. 
 
I don't need no alibi when I'm spending time with you. 
I've heard all of them rumors and you have heard 'em too. 
Don't show me no picture show or give me no book to read, 
It don't satisfy the hurt inside nor the habit that it feeds. 
 
I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love. 
 
Why would I want to take your life? 
You've only murdered my father, raped his wife, 
Tattooed my babies with a poison pen, 
Mocked my God, humiliated my friends. 
 
I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love. 
 
Don't wanna be with nobody tonight Veronica not around nowhere, 
Mavis just ain't right. 
There's a man that hates me and he's swift, smooth and near, 
Am I supposed to set back and wait until he's here? 
 
I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love. 
 
What makes the wind wanna blow tonight? 
Don't even feel like crossing the street and my car ain't actin' right. 
Called home, everybody seemed to have moved away. 
My conscience is beginning to bother me today. 
 
I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love. 
 
I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love. 
If you're a doctor, I need a shot of love. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SIGN ON THE WINDOW

 Sign on the window says Lonely, 
Sign on the door said No Company Allowed, 
Sign on the street says Y' Don't Own Me, 
Sign on the porch says Three's A Crowd, 
Sign on the porch says Three's A Crowd. 
 
Her and her boyfriend went to California, 
Her and her boyfriend done changed their tune. 
My best friend said, Now didn' I warn ya, 
Brighton girls are like the moon, 
Brighton girls are like the moon. 
 
Looks like a nothing but rain . . . 
Sure gonna be wet tonight on Main Street . . . 
Hope that it don't sleet. 
 
Build me a cabin in Utah, 
Marry me a wife, catch rainbow trout, 
Have a bunch of kids who call me Pa, 
That must be what it's all about, 
That must be what it's all about. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SILVIO

 Stake my future on a hell of a past 
Looks like tomorrow is coming on fast 
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got 
Seen better times, but who has not? 
 
Silvio 
Silver and gold 
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold 
Silvio 
I gotta go 
Find out something only dead men know 
 
Honest as the next jade rolling that stone 
When I come knocking don't throw me no bone 
I'm an old boll weevil looking for a home 
If you don't like it you can leave me alone 
 
I can snap my fingers and require the rain 
From a clear blue sky and turn it off again 
I can stroke your body and relieve your pain 
And charm the whistle off an evening train 
 
I give what I got until I got no more 
I take what I get until I even the score 
You know I love you and furthermore 
When it's time to go you got an open door 
 
I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain 
You give something up for everything you gain 
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain 
Pay for your ticket and don't complain 
 
One of these days and it won't be long 
Going down in the valley and sing my song 
I will sing it loud and sing it strong 
Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong 
 
Silvio 
Silver and gold 
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold 
Silvio 
I gotta go 
Find out something only dead men know 


 

BOB DYLAN
SILVIO

 Stake my future on a hell of a past 
Looks like tomorrow is coming on fast 
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got 
Seen better times, but who has not? 
 
Silvio 
Silver and gold 
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold 
Silvio 
I gotta go 
Find out something only dead men know 
 
Honest as the next jade rolling that stone 
When I come knocking don't throw me no bone 
I'm an old boll weevil looking for a home 
If you don't like it you can leave me alone 
 
I can snap my fingers and require the rain 
From a clear blue sky and turn it off again 
I can stroke your body and relieve your pain 
And charm the whistle off an evening train 
 
I give what I got until I got no more 
I take what I get until I even the score 
You know I love you and furthermore 
When it's time to go you got an open door 
 
I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain 
You give something up for everything you gain 
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain 
Pay for your ticket and don't complain 
 
One of these days and it won't be long 
Going down in the valley and sing my song 
I will sing it loud and sing it strong 
Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong 
 
Silvio 
Silver and gold 
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold 
Silvio 
I gotta go 
Find out something only dead men know 


 

BOB DYLAN
SILVIO

 Stake my future on a hell of a past 
Looks like tomorrow is coming on fast 
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got 
Seen better times, but who has not? 
 
Silvio 
Silver and gold 
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold 
Silvio 
I gotta go 
Find out something only dead men know 
 
Honest as the next jade rolling that stone 
When I come knocking don't throw me no bone 
I'm an old boll weevil looking for a home 
If you don't like it you can leave me alone 
 
I can snap my fingers and require the rain 
From a clear blue sky and turn it off again 
I can stroke your body and relieve your pain 
And charm the whistle off an evening train 
 
I give what I got until I got no more 
I take what I get until I even the score 
You know I love you and furthermore 
When it's time to go you got an open door 
 
I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain 
You give something up for everything you gain 
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain 
Pay for your ticket and don't complain 
 
One of these days and it won't be long 
Going down in the valley and sing my song 
I will sing it loud and sing it strong 
Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong 
 
Silvio 
Silver and gold 
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold 
Silvio 
I gotta go 
Find out something only dead men know 


 

BOB DYLAN
SIMPLE TWIST OF FATE

 They sat together in the park 
As the evening sky grew dark, 
She looked at him and he felt a spark tingle to his bones. 
'Twas then he felt alone and wished that he'd gone straight 
And watched out for a simple twist of fate. 
 
They walked along by the old canal 
A little confused, I remember well 
And stopped into a strange hotel with a neon burnin' bright. 
He felt the heat of the night hit him like a freight train 
Moving with a simple twist of fate. 
 
A saxophone someplace far off played 
As she was walkin' by the arcade. 
As the light bust through a beat up shade where he was wakin' up, 
She dropped a coin into the cup of a blind man at the gate 
And forgot about a simple twist of fate. 
 
He woke up, the room was bare 
He didn't see her anywhere. 
He told himself he didn't care, pushed the window open wide, 
Felt an emptiness inside to which he just could not relate 
Brought on by a simple twist of fate. 
 
He hears the ticking of the clocks 
And walks along with a parrot that talks, 
Hunts her down by the waterfront docks where the sailers all come in. 
Maybe she'll pick him out again, how long must he wait 
Once more for a simple twist of fate. 
 
People tell me it's a sin 
To know and feel too much within. 
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring. 
She was born in spring, but I was born too late 
Blame it on a simple twist of fate. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SIMPLE TWIST OF FATE

 They sat together in the park 
As the evening sky grew dark, 
She looked at him and he felt a spark tingle to his bones. 
'Twas then he felt alone and wished that he'd gone straight 
And watched out for a simple twist of fate. 
 
They walked along by the old canal 
A little confused, I remember well 
And stopped into a strange hotel with a neon burnin' bright. 
He felt the heat of the night hit him like a freight train 
Moving with a simple twist of fate. 
 
A saxophone someplace far off played 
As she was walkin' by the arcade. 
As the light bust through a beat up shade where he was wakin' up, 
She dropped a coin into the cup of a blind man at the gate 
And forgot about a simple twist of fate. 
 
He woke up, the room was bare 
He didn't see her anywhere. 
He told himself he didn't care, pushed the window open wide, 
Felt an emptiness inside to which he just could not relate 
Brought on by a simple twist of fate. 
 
He hears the ticking of the clocks 
And walks along with a parrot that talks, 
Hunts her down by the waterfront docks where the sailers all come in. 
Maybe she'll pick him out again, how long must he wait 
Once more for a simple twist of fate. 
 
People tell me it's a sin 
To know and feel too much within. 
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring. 
She was born in spring, but I was born too late 
Blame it on a simple twist of fate. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SIMPLE TWIST OF FATE

 They sat together in the park 
As the evening sky grew dark, 
She looked at him and he felt a spark tingle to his bones. 
'Twas then he felt alone and wished that he'd gone straight 
And watched out for a simple twist of fate. 
 
They walked along by the old canal 
A little confused, I remember well 
And stopped into a strange hotel with a neon burnin' bright. 
He felt the heat of the night hit him like a freight train 
Moving with a simple twist of fate. 
 
A saxophone someplace far off played 
As she was walkin' by the arcade. 
As the light bust through a beat up shade where he was wakin' up, 
She dropped a coin into the cup of a blind man at the gate 
And forgot about a simple twist of fate. 
 
He woke up, the room was bare 
He didn't see her anywhere. 
He told himself he didn't care, pushed the window open wide, 
Felt an emptiness inside to which he just could not relate 
Brought on by a simple twist of fate. 
 
He hears the ticking of the clocks 
And walks along with a parrot that talks, 
Hunts her down by the waterfront docks where the sailers all come in. 
Maybe she'll pick him out again, how long must he wait 
Once more for a simple twist of fate. 
 
People tell me it's a sin 
To know and feel too much within. 
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring. 
She was born in spring, but I was born too late 
Blame it on a simple twist of fate. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SITTIN' ON TOP OF THE WORLD

 1. Was in the summer, 
One early fall, 
Just tryin' to find my 
Little all and all 
Now she's gone, 
An' I don't worry. 
Lord, I'm sittin' on top of the world. 
 
2. Was in the spring, 
One summer's day. 
Just when she left me, 
She gone to stay. 
Now she's gone. 
An' I don't worry. 
Lord, I'm sittin' on top of the world. 
 
3. Now don't come runnin' 
Holdin' up your hand. 
Can get me a woman 
Quick as you can get a man. 
Now she's gone. 
An' I don't worry. 
Lord, I'm sittin' on top of the world. 
 
4. Happen for days, 
Didn't know your name. 
Oh, why should I worry 
Or crave you in vain? 
Now she's gone. 
An' I don't worry. 
Lord, I'm sittin' on top of the world. 
 
5. Went to the station, 
Down in the yard, 
Gonna get me a freight train, 
Work's done got hard. 
Now she's gone. 
An' I don't worry. 
Lord, I'm sittin' on top of the world. 
 
6. The lonesome days, 
They have gone by, 
Why should I beg you? 
You said good bye. 
Now she's gone. 
An' I don't worry. 
Lord, I'm sittin' on top of the world. 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
SITTING ON A BARBED WIRE FENCE

 I paid fifteen million dollars, twelve hundred and seventy two cents 
I paid one thousand two hundred twenty seven dollars and fifty five cents 
See my hound dog bite a rabbit 
And my football's sittin' on a barbed wire fence 
 
Well, my temperature rises and my feet don't walk so fast 
Yes, my temperature rises and my feet don't walk so fast 
Well, this Arabian doctor came in, gave me a shot 
But wouldn't tell me if what I had would last 
 
Well, this woman I've got, she's filling me with her drive 
Yes, this woman I've got, she's thrillin' me with her hive 
She's calling me Stan 
Or else she calls me Mister Clive 
 
Of course, you're gonna think this song is a riff 
I know you're gonna think this song is a cliff 
Unless you've been inside a tunnel 
And fell down 69, 70 feet over a barbed wire fence 
 
All night! 


 

BOB DYLAN
SLOW TRAIN

 Sometimes I feel so low down and disgusted 
Can't help but wonder what's happenin' to my companions, 
Are they lost or are they found, have they counted the cost it'll take to bring 
down 
All their earthly principles they're gonna have to abandon? 
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend. 
 
I had a woman down in Alabama, 
She was a backwoods girl, but she sure was realistic, 
She said, Boy, without a doubt, have to quit your mess and straighten out, 
You could die down here, be just another accident statistic. 
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend. 
 
All that foreign oil controlling American soil, 
Look around you, it's just bound to make you embarrassed. 
Sheiks walkin' around like kings, wearing fancy jewels and nose rings, 
Deciding America's future from Amsterdam and to Paris 
And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend. 
 
Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more, 
You can't rely no more to be standin' around waitin' 
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave, 
Fools glorifying themselves, trying to manipulate Satan 
And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend. 
 
Big time negotiators, false healers and woman haters, 
Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition 
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency, 
All non believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion 
And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend. 
 
People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting 
Oh, you know it costs more to store the food than it do to give it. 
They say lose your inhibitions, follow your own ambitions, 
They talk about a life of brotherly love, show me someone who knows how to 
live it. There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend. 
 
Well, my baby went to Illinois with some bad talkin' boy she could destroy 
A real suicide case, but there was nothin' I could do to stop it, 
I don't care about economy, I don't care about astronomy 
But it sure do bother me to see my loved ones turning into puppets, 
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SLOW TRAIN

 Sometimes I feel so low down and disgusted 
Can't help but wonder what's happenin' to my companions, 
Are they lost or are they found, have they counted the cost it'll take to bring 
down 
All their earthly principles they're gonna have to abandon? 
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend. 
 
I had a woman down in Alabama, 
She was a backwoods girl, but she sure was realistic, 
She said, Boy, without a doubt, have to quit your mess and straighten out, 
You could die down here, be just another accident statistic. 
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend. 
 
All that foreign oil controlling American soil, 
Look around you, it's just bound to make you embarrassed. 
Sheiks walkin' around like kings, wearing fancy jewels and nose rings, 
Deciding America's future from Amsterdam and to Paris 
And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend. 
 
Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more, 
You can't rely no more to be standin' around waitin' 
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave, 
Fools glorifying themselves, trying to manipulate Satan 
And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend. 
 
Big time negotiators, false healers and woman haters, 
Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition 
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency, 
All non believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion 
And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend. 
 
People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting 
Oh, you know it costs more to store the food than it do to give it. 
They say lose your inhibitions, follow your own ambitions, 
They talk about a life of brotherly love, show me someone who knows how to 
live it. There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend. 
 
Well, my baby went to Illinois with some bad talkin' boy she could destroy 
A real suicide case, but there was nothin' I could do to stop it, 
I don't care about economy, I don't care about astronomy 
But it sure do bother me to see my loved ones turning into puppets, 
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SOLID ROCK

 Well, I'm hangin' on to a solid rock 
Made before the foundation of the world 
And I won't let go, and I can't let go, won't let go 
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more. 
 
For me He was chastised, for me He was hated, 
For me he was rejected by a world that He created. 
Nations are angry, cursed are some, 
People are expecting a false peace to come. 
 
Well, I'm hangin' on to a solid rock 
Made before the foundation of the world 
And I won't let go, and I can't let go, won't let go 
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more. 
 
It's the ways of the flesh to war against the spirit 
Twenty four hours a day you can feel it and you can hear it 
Using all the devices under the sun. 
And He never give up 'til the battle's lost or won. 
 
Well, I'm hangin' on to a solid rock 
Made before the foundation of the world 
And I won't let go, and I can't let go, won't let go 
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SOLID ROCK

 Well, I'm hangin' on to a solid rock 
Made before the foundation of the world 
And I won't let go, and I can't let go, won't let go 
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more. 
 
For me He was chastised, for me He was hated, 
For me he was rejected by a world that He created. 
Nations are angry, cursed are some, 
People are expecting a false peace to come. 
 
Well, I'm hangin' on to a solid rock 
Made before the foundation of the world 
And I won't let go, and I can't let go, won't let go 
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more. 
 
It's the ways of the flesh to war against the spirit 
Twenty four hours a day you can feel it and you can hear it 
Using all the devices under the sun. 
And He never give up 'til the battle's lost or won. 
 
Well, I'm hangin' on to a solid rock 
Made before the foundation of the world 
And I won't let go, and I can't let go, won't let go 
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SOMEONE'S GOT A HOLD OF MY HEART

 They say Drink and be merry, 
Take the bull by the horns. 
I keep seeing visions of you, a lily among thorns 
Everything looks a little far away to me 
 
Gettin' harder and harder to recognize the trap 
Too much information about nothin' 
Too much educated rap 
It's just like you told me, just like you said it would be 
 
The moon rising like wildfire 
I feel the breath of a storm 
Something I got to do tonight 
You go inside and stay warm 
 
Someone's got a hold of my heart 
Someone's got a hold of my heart 
Someone's got a hold of my heart 
You 
Yeah, you got a hold of my heart 
 
Just got back from a city of powder blue skies 
Everybody thinks with their stomach 
There's plenty of spies 
Every street is crooked, they just wind around till they disappear 
 
Madame Butterfly, she lulls me to sleep 
Like an ancient river 
So wide and deep 
She said, Be easy, baby, ain't nothin' worth stealin' here 
 
You're the one I've been waitin' for 
You're the one I desire 
But you must first realize 
I'm not another man for hire 
 
Someone's got a hold of my heart 
Someone's got a hold of my heart 
Someone's got a hold of my heart 
You, you, you, you 
Yeah, you got a hold of my heart 
 
I hear the hot blooded singer 
On the bandstand croon 
September Song, Memphis in June 
While they're beating the devil out of a guy who's wearing a flaming red wig 
 
I been to Babylon 
I gotta confess 
I can still hear that voice crying in the wilderness 
What looks large from a distance, close up is never that big 
Never could learn to drink that blood and call it wine 
Never could learn to look at your face and call it mine. 
 
Someone's got a hold of my heart 
Someone's got a hold of my heart 
Someone's got a hold of my heart 
You 
Yeah, you got a hold of my heart 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
SOMETHING THERE IS ABOUT YOU

 Something there is about you that strikes a match in me 
Is it the way your body moves or is it the way your hair blows free? 
Or is it because you remind me of something that used to be 
Somethin' that crossed over from another century? 
 
Thought I'd shaken the wonder and the phantoms of my youth 
Rainy days on the Great Lakes, walkin' the hills of old Duluth. 
There was me and Danny Lopez, cold eyes, black night and then there was Ruth 
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth. 
 
Suddenly I found you and the spirit in me sings 
Don't have to look no further, you're the soul of many things. 
I could say that I'd be faithful, I could say it in one sweet, easy breath 
But to you that would be cruelty and to me it surely would be death. 
 
Something there is about you that moves with style and grace 
I was in a whirlwind, now I'm in some better place. 
My hand's on the sabre and you've picked up the baton 
Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SOMETHING'S BURNING, BABY

 Something is burning, baby, are you aware? 
Something is the matter, baby, there's smoke in your hair 
Are you still my friend, baby, show me a sign 
Is the love in your heart for me turning blind? 
 
You've been avoiding the main streets for a long, long while 
The truth that I'm seeking is in your missing file 
What's your position, baby, what's going on? 
Why is the light in your eyes nearly gone? 
 
I know everything about this place, or so it seems 
Am I no longer a part of your plans or your dreams? 
Well, it is so obvious that something has changed 
What's happening, baby, to make you act so strange? 
 
Something is burning, baby, here's what I say 
Even the bloodhounds of London couldn't find you today 
I see the shadow of a man, baby, makin' you blue 
Who is he, baby, and what's he to you? 
 
We've reached the edge of the road, baby, where the pasture begins 
Where charity is supposed to cover up a multitude of sins 
But where do you live, baby, and where is the light? 
Why are your eyes just staring off in the night? 
 
I can feel it in the night when I think of you 
I can feel it in the light and it's got to be true 
You can't live by bread alone, you won't be satisfied 
You can't roll away the stone if your hands are tied 
 
Got to start someplace, baby, can you explain? 
Please don't fade away on me, baby, like the midnight train 
Answer me, baby, a casual look will do 
Just what in the world has come over you? 
 
I can feel it in the wind and it's upside down 
I can feel it in the dust as I get off the bus on the outskirts of town 
I've had the Mexico City blues since the last hairpin curve 
I don't wanna see you bleed, I know what you need but it ain't what you deserve 
 
Something is burning, baby, something's in flames 
There's a man going 'round calling names 
Ring down when you're ready, baby, I'm waiting for you 
I believe in the impossible, you know that I do 


 

BOB DYLAN
SONG TO WOODY

 I'm out here a thousand miles from my home, 
Walkin' a road other men have gone down. 
I'm seein' your world of people and things, 
Your paupers and peasants and princes and kings. 
 
Hey, hey Woody Guthrie, I wrote you a song 
'Bout a funny ol' world that's a comin' along. 
Seems sick an' it's hungry, it's tired an' it's torn, 
It looks like it's a dyin' an' it's hardly been born. 
 
Hey, Woody Guthrie, but I know that you know 
All the things that I'm a sayin' an' a many times more. 
I'm a singin' you the song, but I can't sing enough, 
'Cause there's not many men that done the things that you've done. 
 
Here's to Cisco an' Sonny an' Leadbelly too, 
An' to all the good people that traveled with you. 
Here's to the hearts and the hands of the men 
That come with the dust and are gone with the wind. 
 
I'm a leaving' tomorrow, but I could leave today, 
Somewhere down the road someday. 
The very last thing that I'd want to do 
Is to say I've been hittin' some hard travelin' too. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SPANISH HARLEM INCIDENT

 Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem 
Cannot hold you to its heat. 
Your temperature's too hot for taming, 
Your flaming feet burn up the street. 
I am homeless, come and take me 
Into reach of your rattling drums. 
Let me know, babe, about my fortune 
Down along my restless palms. 
 
Gypsy gal, you got me swallowed. 
I have fallen far beneath 
Your pearly eyes, so fast an' slashing, 
An' your flashing diamond teeth. 
The night is pitch black, come an' make my 
Pale face fit into place, ah, please! 
Let me know, babe, I got to know, babe, 
If it's you my lifelines trace. 
 
I been wond'rin' all about me 
Ever since I seen you there. 
On the cliffs of your wildcat charms I'm riding, 
I know I'm 'round you but I don't know where. 
You have slayed me, you have made me, 
I got to laugh halfways off my heels. 
I got to know, babe, will I be touching you 
So I can tell if I'm really real. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SPANISH IS THE LOVING TONGUE

 Broke my heart, lost my soul 
Adios,mi cora sole 
Spanish is the loving tongue 
Soft as music, light as spring 
It was a girl I learned it from 
Living down Sonora way 
Well, I don't look much like a lover 
Still I say her love words over 
Mostly when I'm all alone 
Mi amor, mi cora sole. 
 
Haven't seen her since that night 
I can't cross the line you know 
They want me for a gamblin' fight 
Like as not it's better so 
Still I always kind of missed her 
Since that last sad night I kissed her 
Broke her heart, lost my own 
Adios, mi cora sole 
Broke her heart, lost my own 
Adios, mi cora sole 
Adios, mi cora sole 
Adios, mi cora sole. 


 

BOB DYLAN
STACK A LEE

 Hawlin Alley on a dark and drizzly night, 
Billy Lyons and Stack A Lee had one terrible fight. 
All about that John B. Stetson hat. 
 
Stack A Lee walked to the bar room, and he called for a glass of beer, 
Turned around to Billy Lyons, said, What are you doin' here? 
 Waitin' for a train, please bring my woman home. 
 
 Stack A Lee, oh Stack A Lee. please don't take my life. 
Got three little children and a weepin', lovin' wife. 
You're a bad man, bad man, Stack A Lee. 
 
 God bless your children and I'll take care of your wife. 
You stole my John B., now I'm bound to take your life. 
All about that John B. Stetson hat. 
 
Stack A Lee turned to Billy Lyons and he shot him right through the head, 
Only taking one shot to kill Billy Lyons dead. 
All about that John B. Stetson hat. 
 
Sent for the doctor, well the doctor he did come, 
Just pointed out Stack A Lee, said, Now what have you done? 
You're a bad man, bad man, Stack A Lee. 
 
Six big horses and a rubber tired hack, 
Taking him to the cemetery, buy they failed to bring him back. 
All about that John B. Stetson hat. 
 
Hawlin Alley, thought I heard the bulldogs bark. 
It must have been old Stack A Lee stumbling in the dark. 
He's a bad man, gonna land him right back in jail. 
 
High police walked on to Stack A Lee, he was lying fast asleep. 
High police walked on to Stack A Lee, and he jumped forty feet. 
He's a bad man, gonna land him right back in jail. 
 
Well they got old Stack A Lee and they laid him right back in jail. 
Couldn't get a man around to go Stack A Lee's bail 
All about that John B. Stetson hat. 
 
Stack A Lee turned to the jailer, he said, Jailer, I can't sleep. 
'Round my bedside Billy Lyons began to creep. 
All about that John B. Stetson hat. 


 

BOB DYLAN
STAGE FRIGHT

 Now deep in the heart of a lonely kid 
Who suffered so much for what he did, 
They gave this ploughboy his fortune and fame, 
Since that day he ain't been the same. 
 
See the man with the stage fright 
Just standin' up there to give it all his might. 
And he got caught in the spotlight, 
But when we get to the end 
He wants to start all over again. 
 
I've got fire water right on my breath 
And the doctor warned me I might catch a death. 
Said, You can make it in your disguise, 
Just never show the fear that's in your eyes. 
 
See the man with the stage fright, 
Just standin' up there to give it all his might. 
He got caught in the spotlight, 
But when we get to the end 
He wants to start all over again. 
 
Now if he says that he's afraid, 
Take him at his word. 
And for the price that the poor boy has paid, 
He gets to sing just like a bird, oh, ooh ooh ooh. 
 
Your brow is sweatin' and your mouth gets dry, 
Fancy people go driftin' by. 
The moment of truth is right at hand, 
Just one more nightmare you can stand. 
 
See the man with the stage fright 
Just standin' up there to give it all his might. 
And he got caught in the spotlight, 
But when we get to the end 
He wants to start all over again, hmm hmm, 
 
You wanna try it once again, hmm hmm, 
Please don't make him stop, hmm hmm, 
Let him take it from the top, hmm hmm, 
Let him start all over again. 


 

BOB DYLAN
STANDING IN THE DOORWAY

 I'm walking through the summer nights 
Jukebox playing low 
Yesterday everything was going too fast 
Today, it's moving too slow 
I got no place left to turn 
I got nothing left to burn 
Don't know if I saw you, if I would kiss you or kill you 
It probably wouldn't matter to you anyhow 
You left me standing in the doorway, crying 
I got nothing to go back to now 
 
The light in this place is so bad 
Making me sick in the head 
All the laughter is just making me sad 
The stars have turned cherry red 
I'm strumming on my gay guitar 
Smoking a cheap cigar 
The ghost of our old love has not gone away 
Don't look like it will anytime soon 
You left me standing in the doorway crying 
Under the midnight moon 
 
Maybe they'll get me and maybe they won't 
But not tonight and it won't be here 
There are things I could say but I don't 
I know the mercy of God must be near 
I've been riding the midnight train 
Got ice water in my veins 
I would be crazy if I took you back 
It would go up against every rule 
You left me standing in the doorway, crying 
Suffering like a fool 
 
When the last rays of daylight go down 
Buddy, you'll roll no more 
I can hear the church bells ringing in the yard 
I wonder who they're ringing for 
I know I can't win 
But my heart just won't give in 
Last night I danced with a stranger 
But she just reminded me you were the one 
You left me standing in the doorway crying 
In the dark land of the sun 
 
I'll eat when I'm hungry, drink when I'm dry 
And live my life on the square 
And even if the flesh falls off of my face 
I know someone will be there to care 
It always means so much 
Even the softest touch 
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation 
There are no words that need to be said 
You left me standing in the doorway crying 
Blues wrapped around my head 


 

BOB DYLAN
STEP IT UP AND GO

 1. Got a little girl, little and low, 
She used to love me but she don't no more. 
She gotta step it up and go Yeah, go. 
Can't stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go. 
 
2. Got a little girl, she stays upstairs, 
Make a livin' by puttin' on airs. 
Gotta step it up and go Yeah, man. 
Can't stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go. 
 
3. Front door shut, back door too, 
Blinds pulled down, what' cha gonna do? 
Gotta step it up and go Yeah, go. 
Can't stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go. 
 
4. Got a little girl, her name is Ball, 
Give a little bit, she took it all. 
I said step it up and go Yeah, man. 
Can't stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go. 
 
5. Me an' my baby walkin' down the street, 
Tellin' everybody 'bout the chief of police. 
Gotta step it up and go Yeah, go. 
Can't stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go. 
 
6. Tell my woman I'll see her at home, 
Ain't no lovin' since she been gone. 
Gotta step it up and go Yeah, go. 
Can't stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go. 
 
7. Well, I'll sing this verse, ain't gonna sing no more, 
Hear my gal call me and I got to go. 
Step it up and go Yeah, man. 
Can't stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go. 


 

BOB DYLAN
STUCK INSIDE OF MOBILE WITH THE MEMPHIS BLUES AGAIN

 Oh, the ragman draws circles 
Up and down the block. 
I'd ask him what the matter was 
But I know that he don't talk. 
And the ladies treat me kindly 
And furnish me with tape, 
But deep inside my heart 
I know I can't escape. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Well, Shakespeare, he's in the alley 
With his pointed shoes and his bells, 
Speaking to some French girl, 
Who says she knows me well. 
And I would send a message 
To find out if she's talked, 
But the post office has been stolen 
And the mailbox is locked. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Mona tried to tell me 
To stay away from the train line. 
She said that all the railroad men 
Just drink up your blood like wine. 
An' I said, Oh, I didn't know that, 
But then again, there's only one I've met 
An' he just smoked my eyelids 
An' punched my cigarette. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Grandpa died last week 
And now he's buried in the rocks, 
But everybody still talks about 
How badly they were shocked. 
But me, I expected it to happen, 
I knew he'd lost control 
When he built a fire on Main Street 
And shot it full of holes. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Now the senator came down here 
Showing ev'ryone his gun, 
Handing out free tickets 
To the wedding of his son. 
An' me, I nearly got busted 
An' wouldn't it be my luck 
To get caught without a ticket 
And be discovered beneath a truck. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Now the preacher looked so baffled 
When I asked him why he dressed 
With twenty pounds of headlines 
Stapled to his chest. 
But he cursed me when I proved it to him, 
Then I whispered, Not even you can hide. 
You see, you're just like me, 
I hope you're satisfied. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Now the rainman gave me two cures, 
Then he said, Jump right in. 
The one was Texas medicine, 
The other was just railroad gin. 
An' like a fool I mixed them 
An' it strangled up my mind, 
An' now people just get uglier 
An' I have no sense of time. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
When Ruthie says come see her 
In her honky tonk lagoon, 
Where I can watch her waltz for free 
'Neath her Panamanian moon. 
An' I say, Aw come on now, 
You must know about my debutante. 
An' she says, Your debutante just knows what you need 
But I know what you want. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Now the bricks lay on Grand Street 
Where the neon madmen climb. 
They all fall there so perfectly, 
It all seems so well timed. 
An' here I sit so patiently 
Waiting to find out what price 
You have to pay to get out of 
Going through all these things twice. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 


 

BOB DYLAN
STUCK INSIDE OF MOBILE WITH THE MEMPHIS BLUES AGAIN

 Oh, the ragman draws circles 
Up and down the block. 
I'd ask him what the matter was 
But I know that he don't talk. 
And the ladies treat me kindly 
And furnish me with tape, 
But deep inside my heart 
I know I can't escape. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Well, Shakespeare, he's in the alley 
With his pointed shoes and his bells, 
Speaking to some French girl, 
Who says she knows me well. 
And I would send a message 
To find out if she's talked, 
But the post office has been stolen 
And the mailbox is locked. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Mona tried to tell me 
To stay away from the train line. 
She said that all the railroad men 
Just drink up your blood like wine. 
An' I said, Oh, I didn't know that, 
But then again, there's only one I've met 
An' he just smoked my eyelids 
An' punched my cigarette. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Grandpa died last week 
And now he's buried in the rocks, 
But everybody still talks about 
How badly they were shocked. 
But me, I expected it to happen, 
I knew he'd lost control 
When he built a fire on Main Street 
And shot it full of holes. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Now the senator came down here 
Showing ev'ryone his gun, 
Handing out free tickets 
To the wedding of his son. 
An' me, I nearly got busted 
An' wouldn't it be my luck 
To get caught without a ticket 
And be discovered beneath a truck. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Now the preacher looked so baffled 
When I asked him why he dressed 
With twenty pounds of headlines 
Stapled to his chest. 
But he cursed me when I proved it to him, 
Then I whispered, Not even you can hide. 
You see, you're just like me, 
I hope you're satisfied. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Now the rainman gave me two cures, 
Then he said, Jump right in. 
The one was Texas medicine, 
The other was just railroad gin. 
An' like a fool I mixed them 
An' it strangled up my mind, 
An' now people just get uglier 
An' I have no sense of time. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
When Ruthie says come see her 
In her honky tonk lagoon, 
Where I can watch her waltz for free 
'Neath her Panamanian moon. 
An' I say, Aw come on now, 
You must know about my debutante. 
An' she says, Your debutante just knows what you need 
But I know what you want. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Now the bricks lay on Grand Street 
Where the neon madmen climb. 
They all fall there so perfectly, 
It all seems so well timed. 
An' here I sit so patiently 
Waiting to find out what price 
You have to pay to get out of 
Going through all these things twice. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 


 

BOB DYLAN
STUCK INSIDE OF MOBILE WITH THE MEMPHIS BLUES AGAIN

 Oh, the ragman draws circles 
Up and down the block. 
I'd ask him what the matter was 
But I know that he don't talk. 
And the ladies treat me kindly 
And furnish me with tape, 
But deep inside my heart 
I know I can't escape. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Well, Shakespeare, he's in the alley 
With his pointed shoes and his bells, 
Speaking to some French girl, 
Who says she knows me well. 
And I would send a message 
To find out if she's talked, 
But the post office has been stolen 
And the mailbox is locked. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Mona tried to tell me 
To stay away from the train line. 
She said that all the railroad men 
Just drink up your blood like wine. 
An' I said, Oh, I didn't know that, 
But then again, there's only one I've met 
An' he just smoked my eyelids 
An' punched my cigarette. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Grandpa died last week 
And now he's buried in the rocks, 
But everybody still talks about 
How badly they were shocked. 
But me, I expected it to happen, 
I knew he'd lost control 
When he built a fire on Main Street 
And shot it full of holes. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Now the senator came down here 
Showing ev'ryone his gun, 
Handing out free tickets 
To the wedding of his son. 
An' me, I nearly got busted 
An' wouldn't it be my luck 
To get caught without a ticket 
And be discovered beneath a truck. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Now the preacher looked so baffled 
When I asked him why he dressed 
With twenty pounds of headlines 
Stapled to his chest. 
But he cursed me when I proved it to him, 
Then I whispered, Not even you can hide. 
You see, you're just like me, 
I hope you're satisfied. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Now the rainman gave me two cures, 
Then he said, Jump right in. 
The one was Texas medicine, 
The other was just railroad gin. 
An' like a fool I mixed them 
An' it strangled up my mind, 
An' now people just get uglier 
An' I have no sense of time. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
When Ruthie says come see her 
In her honky tonk lagoon, 
Where I can watch her waltz for free 
'Neath her Panamanian moon. 
An' I say, Aw come on now, 
You must know about my debutante. 
An' she says, Your debutante just knows what you need 
But I know what you want. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 
 
Now the bricks lay on Grand Street 
Where the neon madmen climb. 
They all fall there so perfectly, 
It all seems so well timed. 
An' here I sit so patiently 
Waiting to find out what price 
You have to pay to get out of 
Going through all these things twice. 
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end, 
To be stuck inside of Mobile 
With the Memphis blues again. 


 

BOB DYLAN
SUBTERRANEAN HOMESICK BLUES

 Johnny's in the basement 
Mixing up the medicine 
I'm on the pavement 
Thinking about the government 
The man in the trench coat 
Badge out, laid off 
Says he's got a bad cough 
Wants to get it paid off 
Look out kid 
It's somethin' you did 
God knows when 
But you're doin' it again 
You better duck down the alley way 
Lookin' for a new friend 
The man in the coon skin cap 
In the big pen 
Wants eleven dollar bills 
You only got ten 
 
Maggie comes fleet foot 
Face full of black soot 
Talkin' that the heat put 
Plants in the bed but 
The phone's tapped anyway 
Maggie says that many say 
They must bust in early May 
Orders from the D. A. 
Look out kid 
Don't matter what you did 
Walk on your tip toes 
Don't try No Doz 
Better stay away from those 
That carry around a fire hose 
Keep a clean nose 
Watch the plain clothes 
You don't need a weather man 
To know which way the wind blows 
 
Get sick, get well 
Hang around a ink well 
Ring bell, hard to tell 
If anything is goin' to sell 
Try hard, get barred 
Get back, write braille 
Get jailed, jump bail 
Join the army, if you fail 
Look out kid 
You're gonna get hit 
But users, cheaters 
Six time losers 
Hang around the theaters 
Girl by the whirlpool 
Lookin' for a new fool 
Don't follow leaders 
Watch the parkin' meters 
 
Ah get born, keep warm 
Short pants, romance, learn to dance 
Get dressed, get blessed 
Try to be a success 
Please her, please him, buy gifts 
Don't steal, don't lift 
Twenty years of schoolin' 
And they put you on the day shift 
Look out kid 
They keep it all hid 
Better jump down a manhole 
Light yourself a candle 
Don't wear sandals 
Try to avoid the scandals 
Don't wanna be a bum 
You better chew gum 
The pump don't work 
'Cause the vandals took the handles 


 

BOB DYLAN
SUBTERRANEAN HOMESICK BLUES

 Johnny's in the basement 
Mixing up the medicine 
I'm on the pavement 
Thinking about the government 
The man in the trench coat 
Badge out, laid off 
Says he's got a bad cough 
Wants to get it paid off 
Look out kid 
It's somethin' you did 
God knows when 
But you're doin' it again 
You better duck down the alley way 
Lookin' for a new friend 
The man in the coon skin cap 
In the big pen 
Wants eleven dollar bills 
You only got ten 
 
Maggie comes fleet foot 
Face full of black soot 
Talkin' that the heat put 
Plants in the bed but 
The phone's tapped anyway 
Maggie says that many say 
They must bust in early May 
Orders from the D. A. 
Look out kid 
Don't matter what you did 
Walk on your tip toes 
Don't try No Doz 
Better stay away from those 
That carry around a fire hose 
Keep a clean nose 
Watch the plain clothes 
You don't need a weather man 
To know which way the wind blows 
 
Get sick, get well 
Hang around a ink well 
Ring bell, hard to tell 
If anything is goin' to sell 
Try hard, get barred 
Get back, write braille 
Get jailed, jump bail 
Join the army, if you fail 
Look out kid 
You're gonna get hit 
But users, cheaters 
Six time losers 
Hang around the theaters 
Girl by the whirlpool 
Lookin' for a new fool 
Don't follow leaders 
Watch the parkin' meters 
 
Ah get born, keep warm 
Short pants, romance, learn to dance 
Get dressed, get blessed 
Try to be a success 
Please her, please him, buy gifts 
Don't steal, don't lift 
Twenty years of schoolin' 
And they put you on the day shift 
Look out kid 
They keep it all hid 
Better jump down a manhole 
Light yourself a candle 
Don't wear sandals 
Try to avoid the scandals 
Don't wanna be a bum 
You better chew gum 
The pump don't work 
'Cause the vandals took the handles 


 

BOB DYLAN
SUBTERRANEAN HOMESICK BLUES

 Johnny's in the basement 
Mixing up the medicine 
I'm on the pavement 
Thinking about the government 
The man in the trench coat 
Badge out, laid off 
Says he's got a bad cough 
Wants to get it paid off 
Look out kid 
It's somethin' you did 
God knows when 
But you're doin' it again 
You better duck down the alley way 
Lookin' for a new friend 
The man in the coon skin cap 
In the big pen 
Wants eleven dollar bills 
You only got ten 
 
Maggie comes fleet foot 
Face full of black soot 
Talkin' that the heat put 
Plants in the bed but 
The phone's tapped anyway 
Maggie says that many say 
They must bust in early May 
Orders from the D. A. 
Look out kid 
Don't matter what you did 
Walk on your tip toes 
Don't try No Doz 
Better stay away from those 
That carry around a fire hose 
Keep a clean nose 
Watch the plain clothes 
You don't need a weather man 
To know which way the wind blows 
 
Get sick, get well 
Hang around a ink well 
Ring bell, hard to tell 
If anything is goin' to sell 
Try hard, get barred 
Get back, write braille 
Get jailed, jump bail 
Join the army, if you fail 
Look out kid 
You're gonna get hit 
But users, cheaters 
Six time losers 
Hang around the theaters 
Girl by the whirlpool 
Lookin' for a new fool 
Don't follow leaders 
Watch the parkin' meters 
 
Ah get born, keep warm 
Short pants, romance, learn to dance 
Get dressed, get blessed 
Try to be a success 
Please her, please him, buy gifts 
Don't steal, don't lift 
Twenty years of schoolin' 
And they put you on the day shift 
Look out kid 
They keep it all hid 
Better jump down a manhole 
Light yourself a candle 
Don't wear sandals 
Try to avoid the scandals 
Don't wanna be a bum 
You better chew gum 
The pump don't work 
'Cause the vandals took the handles 


 

BOB DYLAN
SUBTERRANEAN HOMESICK BLUES

 Johnny's in the basement 
Mixing up the medicine 
I'm on the pavement 
Thinking about the government 
The man in the trench coat 
Badge out, laid off 
Says he's got a bad cough 
Wants to get it paid off 
Look out kid 
It's somethin' you did 
God knows when 
But you're doin' it again 
You better duck down the alley way 
Lookin' for a new friend 
The man in the coon skin cap 
In the big pen 
Wants eleven dollar bills 
You only got ten 
 
Maggie comes fleet foot 
Face full of black soot 
Talkin' that the heat put 
Plants in the bed but 
The phone's tapped anyway 
Maggie says that many say 
They must bust in early May 
Orders from the D. A. 
Look out kid 
Don't matter what you did 
Walk on your tip toes 
Don't try No Doz 
Better stay away from those 
That carry around a fire hose 
Keep a clean nose 
Watch the plain clothes 
You don't need a weather man 
To know which way the wind blows 
 
Get sick, get well 
Hang around a ink well 
Ring bell, hard to tell 
If anything is goin' to sell 
Try hard, get barred 
Get back, write braille 
Get jailed, jump bail 
Join the army, if you fail 
Look out kid 
You're gonna get hit 
But users, cheaters 
Six time losers 
Hang around the theaters 
Girl by the whirlpool 
Lookin' for a new fool 
Don't follow leaders 
Watch the parkin' meters 
 
Ah get born, keep warm 
Short pants, romance, learn to dance 
Get dressed, get blessed 
Try to be a success 
Please her, please him, buy gifts 
Don't steal, don't lift 
Twenty years of schoolin' 
And they put you on the day shift 
Look out kid 
They keep it all hid 
Better jump down a manhole 
Light yourself a candle 
Don't wear sandals 
Try to avoid the scandals 
Don't wanna be a bum 
You better chew gum 
The pump don't work 
'Cause the vandals took the handles 


 

BOB DYLAN
SUBTERRANEAN HOMESICK BLUES

 Johnny's in the basement 
Mixing up the medicine 
I'm on the pavement 
Thinking about the government 
The man in the trench coat 
Badge out, laid off 
Says he's got a bad cough 
Wants to get it paid off 
Look out kid 
It's somethin' you did 
God knows when 
But you're doin' it again 
You better duck down the alley way 
Lookin' for a new friend 
The man in the coon skin cap 
In the big pen 
Wants eleven dollar bills 
You only got ten 
 
Maggie comes fleet foot 
Face full of black soot 
Talkin' that the heat put 
Plants in the bed but 
The phone's tapped anyway 
Maggie says that many say 
They must bust in early May 
Orders from the D. A. 
Look out kid 
Don't matter what you did 
Walk on your tip toes 
Don't try No Doz 
Better stay away from those 
That carry around a fire hose 
Keep a clean nose 
Watch the plain clothes 
You don't need a weather man 
To know which way the wind blows 
 
Get sick, get well 
Hang around a ink well 
Ring bell, hard to tell 
If anything is goin' to sell 
Try hard, get barred 
Get back, write braille 
Get jailed, jump bail 
Join the army, if you fail 
Look out kid 
You're gonna get hit 
But users, cheaters 
Six time losers 
Hang around the theaters 
Girl by the whirlpool 
Lookin' for a new fool 
Don't follow leaders 
Watch the parkin' meters 
 
Ah get born, keep warm 
Short pants, romance, learn to dance 
Get dressed, get blessed 
Try to be a success 
Please her, please him, buy gifts 
Don't steal, don't lift 
Twenty years of schoolin' 
And they put you on the day shift 
Look out kid 
They keep it all hid 
Better jump down a manhole 
Light yourself a candle 
Don't wear sandals 
Try to avoid the scandals 
Don't wanna be a bum 
You better chew gum 
The pump don't work 
'Cause the vandals took the handles 


 

BOB DYLAN
SUGAR BABY

 I got my back to the sun 'cause the light is too intense 
I can see what everybody in the world is up against 
You can't turn back you can't come back, sometimes we push too far 
One day you'll open up your eyes and you'll see where we are 
 
Sugar Baby get on down the road 
You ain't got no brains, no how 
You went years without me 
Might as well keep going now 
 
Some of these bootleggers, they make pretty good stuff 
Plenty of places to hide things here if you wanna hide 'em bad enough 
I'm staying with Aunt Sally, but you know, she's not really my aunt 
Some of these memories you can learn to live with and some of them you can't 
 
Sugar Baby get on down the line 
You ain't got no brains, no how 
You went years without me 
You might as well keep going now 
 
The ladies down in Darktown, they're doing the Darktown Strut 
You always got to be prepared but you never know for what 
There ain't no limit to the amount of trouble women bring 
Love is pleasing, love is teasing, love's not an evil thing 
 
Sugar Baby, get on down the road 
You ain't got no brains, no how 
You went years without me 
You might as well keep going now 
 
Every moment of existence seems like some dirty trick 
Happiness can come suddenly and leave just as quick 
Any minute of the day the bubble could burst 
Try to make things better for someone, sometimes, 
you just end up making it a thousand times worse 
 
Sugar Baby, get on down the road 
You ain't got no brains no how 
You went years without me 
Might as well keep going now 
 
Your charms have broken many a heart and mine is surely one 
You got a way of tearing a world apart, love, see what you done 
Just as sure as we're living, just as sure as you're born 
Look up, look up seek your Maker 'fore Gabriel blows his horn 
 
Sugar Baby, get on down the line 
You ain't got no sense, no how 
You went years without me 
Might as well keep going now 


 

BOB DYLAN
SUMMER DAYS

 Summer days, summer nights are gone 
Summer days and the summer nights are gone 
I know a place where there's still somethin' going on 
 
I got a house on a hill, I got hogs all out on in the mud 
I got a house on a hill, I got hogs out lying in the mud 
Got a long haired woman, she got royal Indian blood 
 
Everybody get ready lift up your glasses and sing 
Everybody get ready to lift up your glasses and sing 
Well, I'm standin' on the table, I'm proposing a toast to the King 
 
Well I'm drivin' in the flats in a Cadillac car 
The girls all say, You're a worn out star 
My pockets are loaded and I'm spending every dime 
How can you say you love someone else when you know it's me all the time? 
 
Well, the fog's so thick you can't spy the land 
The fog is so thick that you can't even spy the land 
What good are you anyway, if you can't stand up to some old businessman? 
 
Wedding bells ringin', the choir is beginning to sing 
Yes, the wedding bells are ringing and the choir is beginning to sing 
What looks good in the day, at night is another thing 
 
She's looking into my eyes, she's holding my hand 
She's looking into my eyes, she's holding my hand 
She says, You can't repeat the past. I say, You can't? What do you mean, you can't? Of course you can. 
 
Where do you come from? Where do you go? 
Sorry that's nothin' you would need to know 
Well, my back has been to the wall for so long, it seems like it's stuck 
Why don't you break my heart one more time just for good luck 
 
I got eight carburetors, boys I'm using 'em all 
Well, I got eight carburetors and boys, I'm using 'em all 
I'm short on gas, my motor's starting to stall 
 
My dogs are barking, there must be someone around 
My dogs are barking, there must be someone around 
I got my hammer ringin', pretty baby, but the nails ain't goin' down 
 
You got something to say, speak or hold your peace 
Well, you got something to say, speak now or hold your peace 
If it's information you want you can go get it from the police 
 
Politician got on his jogging shoes 
He must be running for office, got no time to lose 
He been suckin' the blood out of the genius of generosity 
You been rolling your eyes you been teasing me 
 
Standing by God's river, my soul is beginnin' to shake 
Standing by God's river, my soul is beginnin' to shake 
I'm countin' on you love, to give me a break 
 
Well, I'm leaving in the morning as soon as the dark clouds lift 
Yes, I'm leaving in the morning just as soon as the dark clouds lift 
Gonna break the roof in set fire to the place as a parting gift 
 
Summer days, summer nights are gone 
Summer days, summer nights are gone 
I know a place where there's still somethin' going on 


 

BOB DYLAN
SUZE (THE COUGH SONG)

 (Instrumental)

 

BOB DYLAN
SWEETHEART LIKE YOU

 Well, the pressure's down, the boss ain't here, 
He gone North, he ain't around, 
They say that vanity got the best of him 
But he sure left here after sundown. 
By the way, that's a cute hat, 
And that smile's so hard to resist 
But what's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this? 
 
You know, I once knew a woman who looked like you, 
She wanted a whole man, not just a half, 
She used to call me sweet daddy when I was only a child, 
You kind of remind me of her when you laugh. 
In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear, 
It's done with a flick of the wrist. 
What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this? 
 
You know, a woman like you should be at home, 
That's where you belong, 
Watching out for someone who loves you true 
Who would never do you wrong. 
Just how much abuse will you be able to take? 
Well, there's no way to tell by that first kiss. 
What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this? 
 
You know you can make a name for yourself, 
You can hear them tires squeal, 
You can be known as the most beautiful woman 
Who ever crawled across cut glass to make a deal. 
 
You know, news of you has come down the line 
Even before ya came in the door. 
They say in your father's house, there's many mansions 
Each one of them got a fireproof floor. 
Snap out of it, baby, people are jealous of you, 
They smile to your face, but behind your back they hiss. 
What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this? 
 
Got to be an important person to be in here, honey, 
Got to have done some evil deed, 
Got to have your own harem when you come in the door, 
Got to play your harp until your lips bleed. 
 
They say that patriotism is the last refuge 
To which a scoundrel clings. 
Steal a little and they throw you in jail, 
Steal a lot and they make you king. 
There's only one step down from here, baby, 
It's called the land of permanent bliss. 
What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this? 


 

BOB DYLAN
T.V. TALKIN' SONG

 One time in London I'd gone out for a walk, 
Past a place called Hyde park where people talk 
'Bout all kinds of different gods, they have their point of view 
To anyone passing by, that's who they're talking to. 
 
There was someone on a platform talking to the folks 
About the T.V. god and all the pain that it invokes. 
 It's too bright a light , he said, For anybody's eyes, 
If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise. 
 
I moved in closer, got up on my toes, 
Two men in front of me were coming to blows 
The man was saying something 'bout children when they're young 
Being sacrificed to it while lullabies are being sung. 
 
 The news of the day is on all the time, 
All the latest gossip, all the latest rhyme, 
Your mind is your temple, keep it beautiful and free, 
Don't let an egg get laid in it by something you can't see. 
 
 Pray for peace! . he said, you could feel it in the crowd. 
My thoughts began to wander. His voice was ringing loud, 
 It will destroy your family, your happy home is gone 
No one can protect you fro it once you turn it on. 
 
 It will led you into some strange pursuits, 
Lead you to the land of forbidden fruits. 
It will scramble up your head and drag your brain about, 
Sometimes you gotta do like Elvis did and shoot the damn thing out. 
 
 It's all been designed , he said, To make you lose your mind, 
And when you go back to find it, there's nothing there to find. 
 Everytime you look at it, your situation's worse, 
If you feel it grabbing out for you, send for the nurse. 
 
The crowd began to riot and they grabbed hold of the man, 
There was pushing, there was shoving and everybody ran. 
The T.V. crew was there to film it, they jumped right over me, 
Later on that evening, I watched it on T.V.. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TAKE A MESSAGE TO MARY

 These are the words of a frontier man 
Who lost his love when he turned bad. 
 
Take a message to Mary 
But don't tell here where I am 
Take a message to Mary 
But don't say I'm in a jam 
You can tell her that I had to see the world 
Tell her that my ship set sail 
You can say she'd better not wait for me 
But don't tell her I'm in jail, oh don't tell her I'm in jail. 
 
Take a message to Mary 
But don't tell her what I've done 
Please, don't mention the stage coach 
And the shot from a carried gun 
You better tell her that I had to change my plans 
And cancel out the wedding day 
But please, don't mention the lonely cell 
Where I'm gonna pine away, until my dying day. 
 
Take a message to Mary 
But don't tell her all you know 
My heart is aching for Mary 
Lord know I miss her so 
Just tell her that I went to Timbukto 
Tell her I'm searching for gold 
You can say she better find someone new 
To cherish and to hold, oh Lord, this cell is so cold. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TAKE ME AS I AM

 Why must you always try to make me over ? 
Take me as I am or let me go 
White lilies never grow on stalks of clover 
Take me as I am or let me go. 
 
You're trying to reshape me in a moment 
In the image of someone you used to know 
I won't be a stand in for an old love 
Take me as I am or let me go. 
 
You've tried to change me ever since you've met me 
Take me as I am or let me go. 
If you cannot overlook my faults, forget me 
Take me as I am or let me go. 
 
You're trying to reshape me in a mould love 
In the image of someone you used to know 
But I won't be a stand in for an old love 
Take me as I am or let me go. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TALKIN HAVA NEGEILAH BLUES

 Here's a foreign song I learned in Utah 
Ha va ne gei lah 
O de ley e e oo 

 

BOB DYLAN
TALKIN' JOHN BIRCH PARANOID BLUES

 Well, I was feelin' sad and feelin' blue, 
I didn't know what in the world I was gonna do, 
Them Communists they wus comin' around, 
They wus in the air, 
They wus on the ground. 
They wouldn't gimme no peace. . . 
 
So I run down most hurriedly 
And joined up with the John Birch Society, 
I got me a secret membership card 
And started off a walkin' down the road. 
Yee hoo, I'm a real John Bircher now! 
Look out you Commies! 
 
Now we all agree with Hitlers' views, 
Although he killed six million Jews. 
It don't matter too much that he was a Fascist, 
At least you can't say he was a Communist! 
That's to say like if you got a cold you take a shot of malaria. 
 
Well, I wus lookin' everywhere for them gol darned Reds. 
I got up in the mornin' 'n' looked under my bed, 
Looked in the sink, behind the door, 
Looked in the glove compartment of my car. 
Couldn't find 'em . . . 
 
I wus lookin' high an' low for them Reds everywhere, 
I wus lookin' in the sink an' underneath the chair. 
I looked way up my chimney hole, 
I even looked deep inside my toilet bowl. 
They got away . . . 
 
Well, I wus sittin' home alone an' started to sweat, 
Figured they wus in my T.V. set. 
Peeked behind the picture frame, 
Got a shock from my feet, hittin' right up in the brain. 
Them Reds caused it! 
I know they did . . . them hard core ones. 
 
Well, I quit my job so I could work alone, 
Then I changed my name to Sherlock Holmes. 
Followed some clues from my detective bag 
And discovered they wus red stripes on the American flag! 
That ol' Betty Ross . . . 
 
Well, I investigated all the books in the library, 
Ninety percent of 'em gotta be burned away. 
I investigated all the people that I knowed, 
Ninety eight percent of them gotta go. 
The other two percent are fellow Birchers . . . just like me. 
 
Now Eisenhower, he's a Russian spy, 
Lincoln, Jefferson and that Roosevelt guy. 
To my knowledge there's just one man 
That's really a true American: George Lincoln Rockwell. 
I know for a fact he hates Commies cus he picketed the movie Exodus. 
 
Well, I fin'ly started thinkin' straight 
When I run outa things to investigate. 
Couldn't imagine doin' anything else, 
So now I'm sittin' home investigatin' myself! 
Hope I don't find out anything . . . hmm, great God! 


 

BOB DYLAN
TALKIN' WORLD WAR III BLUES

 Some time ago a crazy dream came to me, 
I dreamt I was walkin' into World War Three, 
I went to the doctor the very next day 
To see what kinda words he could say. 
He said it was a bad dream. 
I wouldn't worry 'bout it none, though, 
They were my own dreams and they're only in my head. 
 
I said, Hold it, Doc, a World War passed through my brain. 
He said, Nurse, get your pad, this boy's insane, 
He grabbed my arm, I said Ouch! 
As I landed on the psychiatric couch, 
He said, Tell me about it. 
 
Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast, 
It was all over by quarter past. 
I was down in the sewer with some little lover 
When I peeked out from a manhole cover 
Wondering who turned the lights on. 
 
Well, I got up and walked around 
And up and down the lonesome town. 
I stood a wondering which way to go, 
I lit a cigarette on a parking meter 
And walked on down the road. 
It was a normal day. 
 
Well, I rung the fallout shelter bell 
And I leaned my head and I gave a yell, 
 Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man. 
A shotgun fired and away I ran. 
I don't blame them too much though, 
I know I look funny. 
 
Down at the corner by a hot dog stand 
I seen a man, I said, Howdy friend, 
I guess there's just us two. 
He screamed a bit and away he flew. 
Thought I was a Communist. 
 
Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave, 
 Let's go and play Adam and Eve. 
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin' 
When she said, Hey man, you crazy or sumpin', 
You see what happened last time they started. 
 
Well, I seen a Cadillac window uptown 
And there was nobody aroun', 
I got into the driver's seat 
And I drove 42nd Street 
In my Cadillac. 
Good car to drive after a war. 
 
Well, I remember seein' some ad, 
So I turned on my Conelrad. 
But I didn't pay my Con Ed bill, 
So the radio didn't work so well. 
Turned on my player 
It was Rock A Day, Johnny singin', 
 Tell Your Ma, Tell Your Pa, 
Our Loves Are Gonna Grow Ooh wah, Ooh wah. 
 
I was feelin' kinda lonesome and blue, 
I needed somebody to talk to. 
So I called up the operator of time 
Just to hear a voice of some kind. 
 When you hear the beep 
It will be three o'clock, 
She said that for over an hour 
And I hung it up. 
 
Well, the doctor interrupted me just about then, 
Sayin, Hey I've been havin' the same old dreams, 
But mine was a little different you see. 
I dreamt that the only person left after the war was me. 
I didn't see you around. 
 
Well, now time passed and now it seems 
Everybody's having them dreams. 
Everybody sees themselves walkin' around with no one else. 
Half of the people can be part right all of the time, 
Some of the people can be all right part of the time. 
But all the people can't be all right all the time 
I think Abraham Lincoln said that. 
 I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours, 
I said that. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TALKING BEAR MOUNTAIN PICNIC MASSACRE BLUES

 I saw it advertised one day, 
Bear Mountain picnic was comin' my way. 
 Come along 'n' take a trip, 
We'll bring you up there on a ship. 
Bring the wife and kids 
Bring the whole family. 
Yippee! 
 
Well, I run right down 'n' bought a ticket 
To this Bear Mountain Picnic. 
But little did I realize 
I was in for a picnic surprise. 
Had nothin' to do with mountains. 
I didn't even come close to a bear. 
 
Took the wife 'n' kids down to the pier, 
Six thousand people there, 
Everybody had ticket for the trip. 
 Oh well. I said, it's a pretty big ship. 
Besides, anyway, the more the merrier. 
 
Well, we all got on 'n' what d'ya think, 
That big old boat started t' sink 
More people kept a pilin' on, 
That old ship was a slowly goin' down. 
Funny way t' start a picnic. 
 
Well, I soon lost track of m' kids 'n' wife, 
So many people there I never saw in m' life 
That old ship sinkin' down in the water, 
Six thousand people tryin' t' kill each other, 
Dogs a barkin', cats a meowin', 
Women screamin', fists a flyin', babies cryin', 
Cops a comin', me a runnin'. 
Maybe we just better call off the picnic. 
 
I got shoved down 'n' pushed around, 
All I could hear there was a screamin' sound, 
Don't remember one thing more, 
Just remember walkin' up on a little shore, 
Head busted, stomach cracked, 
Feet splintered, I was bald, naked. . . 
Quite lucky to be alive though. 
 
Feelin' like I climbed outa m' casket, 
I grabbed back hold of m' picnic basket. 
Took the wife 'n' kids 'n' started home, 
Wishin' I'd never got up that morn. 
 
Now, I don't care just what you do, 
If you wanta have a picnic, that's up t' you. 
But don't tell me about it, I don't wanta hear it, 
'Cause, see, I just lost all m' picnic spirit. 
Stay in m' kitchen, have m' own picnic. . . 
In the bathroom. 
 
Now, it don't seem to me quite so funny 
What some people are gonna do f'r money. 
There's a bran' new gimmick every day 
Just t' take somebody's money away. 
I think we oughta take some o' these people 
And put 'em on a boat, send 'em up to Bear Mountain . . . 
For a picnic. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TALKING NEW YORK

 Ramblin' outa the wild West, 
Leavin' the towns I love the best. 
Thought I'd seen some ups and down, 
 Til I come into New York town. 
People goin' down to the ground, 
Buildings goin' up to the sky. 
 
Wintertime in New York town, 
The wind blowin' snow around. 
Walk around with nowhere to go, 
Somebody could freeze right to the bone. 
I froze right to the bone. 
New York Times said it was the coldest winter in seventeen years; 
I didn't feel so cold then. 
 
I swung on to my old guitar, 
Grabbed hold of a subway car, 
And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride, 
I landed up on the downtown side; 
Greenwich Village. 
 
I walked down there and ended up 
In one of them coffee houses on the block. 
Got on the stage to sing and play, 
Man there said, Come back some other day, 
You sound like a hillbilly; 
We want folk singer here. 
 
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play, 
Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day. 
I blowed inside out and upside down. 
The man there said he loved m' sound, 
He was ravin' about how he loved m' sound; 
Dollar a day's worth. 
 
And after weeks and weeks of hangin' around, 
I finally got a job in New York town, 
In a bigger place, bigger money too, 
Even joined the union and paid m' dues. 
 
Now, a very great man once said 
That some people rob you with a fountain pen. 
It didn't take too long to find out 
Just what he was talkin' about. 
A lot of people don't have much food on their table, 
But they got a lot of forks n' knives, 
And they gotta cut somethin'. 
 
So one mornin' when the sun was warm, 
I rambled out of New York town. 
Pulled my cap down over my eyes 
And headed out for the western skies. 
So long, New York. 
Howdy, East Orange. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TANGLED UP IN BLUE

 Early one mornin' the sun was shinin', 
I was layin' in bed 
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all 
If her hair was still red. 
Her folks they said our lives together 
Sure was gonna be rough 
They never did like Mama's homemade dress 
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough. 
And I was standin' on the side of the road 
Rain fallin' on my shoes 
Heading out for the East Coast 
Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She was married when we first met 
Soon to be divorced 
I helped her out of a jam, I guess, 
But I used a little too much force. 
We drove that car as far as we could 
Abandoned it out West 
Split up on a dark sad night 
Both agreeing it was best. 
She turned around to look at me 
As I was walkin' away 
I heard her say over my shoulder, 
 We'll meet again someday on the avenue, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
I had a job in the great north woods 
Working as a cook for a spell 
But I never did like it all that much 
And one day the ax just fell. 
So I drifted down to New Orleans 
Where I happened to be employed 
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat 
Right outside of Delacroix. 
But all the while I was alone 
The past was close behind, 
I seen a lot of women 
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She was workin' in a topless place 
And I stopped in for a beer, 
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face 
In the spotlight so clear. 
And later on as the crowd thinned out 
I's just about to do the same, 
She was standing there in back of my chair 
Said to me, Don't I know your name? 
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath, 
She studied the lines on my face. 
I must admit I felt a little uneasy 
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe 
 I thought you'd never say hello, she said 
 You look like the silent type. 
Then she opened up a book of poems 
And handed it to me 
Written by an Italian poet 
From the thirteenth century. 
And every one of them words rang true 
And glowed like burnin' coal 
Pourin' off of every page 
Like it was written in my soul from me to you, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
I lived with them on Montague Street 
In a basement down the stairs, 
There was music in the cafes at night 
And revolution in the air. 
Then he started into dealing with slaves 
And something inside of him died. 
She had to sell everything she owned 
And froze up inside. 
And when finally the bottom fell out 
I became withdrawn, 
The only thing I knew how to do 
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
So now I'm goin' back again, 
I got to get to her somehow. 
All the people we used to know 
They're an illusion to me now. 
Some are mathematicians 
Some are carpenter's wives. 
Don't know how it all got started, 
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives. 
But me, I'm still on the road 
Headin' for another joint 
We always did feel the same, 
We just saw it from a different point of view, 
Tangled up in blue. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TANGLED UP IN BLUE

 Early one mornin' the sun was shinin', 
I was layin' in bed 
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all 
If her hair was still red. 
Her folks they said our lives together 
Sure was gonna be rough 
They never did like Mama's homemade dress 
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough. 
And I was standin' on the side of the road 
Rain fallin' on my shoes 
Heading out for the East Coast 
Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She was married when we first met 
Soon to be divorced 
I helped her out of a jam, I guess, 
But I used a little too much force. 
We drove that car as far as we could 
Abandoned it out West 
Split up on a dark sad night 
Both agreeing it was best. 
She turned around to look at me 
As I was walkin' away 
I heard her say over my shoulder, 
 We'll meet again someday on the avenue, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
I had a job in the great north woods 
Working as a cook for a spell 
But I never did like it all that much 
And one day the ax just fell. 
So I drifted down to New Orleans 
Where I happened to be employed 
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat 
Right outside of Delacroix. 
But all the while I was alone 
The past was close behind, 
I seen a lot of women 
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She was workin' in a topless place 
And I stopped in for a beer, 
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face 
In the spotlight so clear. 
And later on as the crowd thinned out 
I's just about to do the same, 
She was standing there in back of my chair 
Said to me, Don't I know your name? 
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath, 
She studied the lines on my face. 
I must admit I felt a little uneasy 
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe 
 I thought you'd never say hello, she said 
 You look like the silent type. 
Then she opened up a book of poems 
And handed it to me 
Written by an Italian poet 
From the thirteenth century. 
And every one of them words rang true 
And glowed like burnin' coal 
Pourin' off of every page 
Like it was written in my soul from me to you, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
I lived with them on Montague Street 
In a basement down the stairs, 
There was music in the cafes at night 
And revolution in the air. 
Then he started into dealing with slaves 
And something inside of him died. 
She had to sell everything she owned 
And froze up inside. 
And when finally the bottom fell out 
I became withdrawn, 
The only thing I knew how to do 
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
So now I'm goin' back again, 
I got to get to her somehow. 
All the people we used to know 
They're an illusion to me now. 
Some are mathematicians 
Some are carpenter's wives. 
Don't know how it all got started, 
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives. 
But me, I'm still on the road 
Headin' for another joint 
We always did feel the same, 
We just saw it from a different point of view, 
Tangled up in blue. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TANGLED UP IN BLUE

 Early one mornin' the sun was shinin', 
I was layin' in bed 
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all 
If her hair was still red. 
Her folks they said our lives together 
Sure was gonna be rough 
They never did like Mama's homemade dress 
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough. 
And I was standin' on the side of the road 
Rain fallin' on my shoes 
Heading out for the East Coast 
Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She was married when we first met 
Soon to be divorced 
I helped her out of a jam, I guess, 
But I used a little too much force. 
We drove that car as far as we could 
Abandoned it out West 
Split up on a dark sad night 
Both agreeing it was best. 
She turned around to look at me 
As I was walkin' away 
I heard her say over my shoulder, 
 We'll meet again someday on the avenue, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
I had a job in the great north woods 
Working as a cook for a spell 
But I never did like it all that much 
And one day the ax just fell. 
So I drifted down to New Orleans 
Where I happened to be employed 
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat 
Right outside of Delacroix. 
But all the while I was alone 
The past was close behind, 
I seen a lot of women 
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She was workin' in a topless place 
And I stopped in for a beer, 
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face 
In the spotlight so clear. 
And later on as the crowd thinned out 
I's just about to do the same, 
She was standing there in back of my chair 
Said to me, Don't I know your name? 
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath, 
She studied the lines on my face. 
I must admit I felt a little uneasy 
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe 
 I thought you'd never say hello, she said 
 You look like the silent type. 
Then she opened up a book of poems 
And handed it to me 
Written by an Italian poet 
From the thirteenth century. 
And every one of them words rang true 
And glowed like burnin' coal 
Pourin' off of every page 
Like it was written in my soul from me to you, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
I lived with them on Montague Street 
In a basement down the stairs, 
There was music in the cafes at night 
And revolution in the air. 
Then he started into dealing with slaves 
And something inside of him died. 
She had to sell everything she owned 
And froze up inside. 
And when finally the bottom fell out 
I became withdrawn, 
The only thing I knew how to do 
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
So now I'm goin' back again, 
I got to get to her somehow. 
All the people we used to know 
They're an illusion to me now. 
Some are mathematicians 
Some are carpenter's wives. 
Don't know how it all got started, 
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives. 
But me, I'm still on the road 
Headin' for another joint 
We always did feel the same, 
We just saw it from a different point of view, 
Tangled up in blue. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TANGLED UP IN BLUE

 Early one mornin' the sun was shinin', 
I was layin' in bed 
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all 
If her hair was still red. 
Her folks they said our lives together 
Sure was gonna be rough 
They never did like Mama's homemade dress 
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough. 
And I was standin' on the side of the road 
Rain fallin' on my shoes 
Heading out for the East Coast 
Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She was married when we first met 
Soon to be divorced 
I helped her out of a jam, I guess, 
But I used a little too much force. 
We drove that car as far as we could 
Abandoned it out West 
Split up on a dark sad night 
Both agreeing it was best. 
She turned around to look at me 
As I was walkin' away 
I heard her say over my shoulder, 
 We'll meet again someday on the avenue, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
I had a job in the great north woods 
Working as a cook for a spell 
But I never did like it all that much 
And one day the ax just fell. 
So I drifted down to New Orleans 
Where I happened to be employed 
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat 
Right outside of Delacroix. 
But all the while I was alone 
The past was close behind, 
I seen a lot of women 
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She was workin' in a topless place 
And I stopped in for a beer, 
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face 
In the spotlight so clear. 
And later on as the crowd thinned out 
I's just about to do the same, 
She was standing there in back of my chair 
Said to me, Don't I know your name? 
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath, 
She studied the lines on my face. 
I must admit I felt a little uneasy 
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe 
 I thought you'd never say hello, she said 
 You look like the silent type. 
Then she opened up a book of poems 
And handed it to me 
Written by an Italian poet 
From the thirteenth century. 
And every one of them words rang true 
And glowed like burnin' coal 
Pourin' off of every page 
Like it was written in my soul from me to you, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
I lived with them on Montague Street 
In a basement down the stairs, 
There was music in the cafes at night 
And revolution in the air. 
Then he started into dealing with slaves 
And something inside of him died. 
She had to sell everything she owned 
And froze up inside. 
And when finally the bottom fell out 
I became withdrawn, 
The only thing I knew how to do 
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
So now I'm goin' back again, 
I got to get to her somehow. 
All the people we used to know 
They're an illusion to me now. 
Some are mathematicians 
Some are carpenter's wives. 
Don't know how it all got started, 
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives. 
But me, I'm still on the road 
Headin' for another joint 
We always did feel the same, 
We just saw it from a different point of view, 
Tangled up in blue. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TANGLED UP IN BLUE

 Early one mornin' the sun was shinin', 
I was layin' in bed 
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all 
If her hair was still red. 
Her folks they said our lives together 
Sure was gonna be rough 
They never did like Mama's homemade dress 
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough. 
And I was standin' on the side of the road 
Rain fallin' on my shoes 
Heading out for the East Coast 
Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She was married when we first met 
Soon to be divorced 
I helped her out of a jam, I guess, 
But I used a little too much force. 
We drove that car as far as we could 
Abandoned it out West 
Split up on a dark sad night 
Both agreeing it was best. 
She turned around to look at me 
As I was walkin' away 
I heard her say over my shoulder, 
 We'll meet again someday on the avenue, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
I had a job in the great north woods 
Working as a cook for a spell 
But I never did like it all that much 
And one day the ax just fell. 
So I drifted down to New Orleans 
Where I happened to be employed 
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat 
Right outside of Delacroix. 
But all the while I was alone 
The past was close behind, 
I seen a lot of women 
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She was workin' in a topless place 
And I stopped in for a beer, 
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face 
In the spotlight so clear. 
And later on as the crowd thinned out 
I's just about to do the same, 
She was standing there in back of my chair 
Said to me, Don't I know your name? 
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath, 
She studied the lines on my face. 
I must admit I felt a little uneasy 
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe 
 I thought you'd never say hello, she said 
 You look like the silent type. 
Then she opened up a book of poems 
And handed it to me 
Written by an Italian poet 
From the thirteenth century. 
And every one of them words rang true 
And glowed like burnin' coal 
Pourin' off of every page 
Like it was written in my soul from me to you, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
I lived with them on Montague Street 
In a basement down the stairs, 
There was music in the cafes at night 
And revolution in the air. 
Then he started into dealing with slaves 
And something inside of him died. 
She had to sell everything she owned 
And froze up inside. 
And when finally the bottom fell out 
I became withdrawn, 
The only thing I knew how to do 
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
So now I'm goin' back again, 
I got to get to her somehow. 
All the people we used to know 
They're an illusion to me now. 
Some are mathematicians 
Some are carpenter's wives. 
Don't know how it all got started, 
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives. 
But me, I'm still on the road 
Headin' for another joint 
We always did feel the same, 
We just saw it from a different point of view, 
Tangled up in blue. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TANGLED UP IN BLUE

 Early one mornin' the sun was shinin', 
I was layin' in bed 
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all 
If her hair was still red. 
Her folks they said our lives together 
Sure was gonna be rough 
They never did like Mama's homemade dress 
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough. 
And I was standin' on the side of the road 
Rain fallin' on my shoes 
Heading out for the East Coast 
Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She was married when we first met 
Soon to be divorced 
I helped her out of a jam, I guess, 
But I used a little too much force. 
We drove that car as far as we could 
Abandoned it out West 
Split up on a dark sad night 
Both agreeing it was best. 
She turned around to look at me 
As I was walkin' away 
I heard her say over my shoulder, 
 We'll meet again someday on the avenue, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
I had a job in the great north woods 
Working as a cook for a spell 
But I never did like it all that much 
And one day the ax just fell. 
So I drifted down to New Orleans 
Where I happened to be employed 
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat 
Right outside of Delacroix. 
But all the while I was alone 
The past was close behind, 
I seen a lot of women 
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She was workin' in a topless place 
And I stopped in for a beer, 
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face 
In the spotlight so clear. 
And later on as the crowd thinned out 
I's just about to do the same, 
She was standing there in back of my chair 
Said to me, Don't I know your name? 
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath, 
She studied the lines on my face. 
I must admit I felt a little uneasy 
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe 
 I thought you'd never say hello, she said 
 You look like the silent type. 
Then she opened up a book of poems 
And handed it to me 
Written by an Italian poet 
From the thirteenth century. 
And every one of them words rang true 
And glowed like burnin' coal 
Pourin' off of every page 
Like it was written in my soul from me to you, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
I lived with them on Montague Street 
In a basement down the stairs, 
There was music in the cafes at night 
And revolution in the air. 
Then he started into dealing with slaves 
And something inside of him died. 
She had to sell everything she owned 
And froze up inside. 
And when finally the bottom fell out 
I became withdrawn, 
The only thing I knew how to do 
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
So now I'm goin' back again, 
I got to get to her somehow. 
All the people we used to know 
They're an illusion to me now. 
Some are mathematicians 
Some are carpenter's wives. 
Don't know how it all got started, 
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives. 
But me, I'm still on the road 
Headin' for another joint 
We always did feel the same, 
We just saw it from a different point of view, 
Tangled up in blue. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TANGLED UP IN BLUE

 Early one mornin' the sun was shinin', 
I was layin' in bed 
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all 
If her hair was still red. 
Her folks they said our lives together 
Sure was gonna be rough 
They never did like Mama's homemade dress 
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough. 
And I was standin' on the side of the road 
Rain fallin' on my shoes 
Heading out for the East Coast 
Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She was married when we first met 
Soon to be divorced 
I helped her out of a jam, I guess, 
But I used a little too much force. 
We drove that car as far as we could 
Abandoned it out West 
Split up on a dark sad night 
Both agreeing it was best. 
She turned around to look at me 
As I was walkin' away 
I heard her say over my shoulder, 
 We'll meet again someday on the avenue, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
I had a job in the great north woods 
Working as a cook for a spell 
But I never did like it all that much 
And one day the ax just fell. 
So I drifted down to New Orleans 
Where I happened to be employed 
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat 
Right outside of Delacroix. 
But all the while I was alone 
The past was close behind, 
I seen a lot of women 
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She was workin' in a topless place 
And I stopped in for a beer, 
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face 
In the spotlight so clear. 
And later on as the crowd thinned out 
I's just about to do the same, 
She was standing there in back of my chair 
Said to me, Don't I know your name? 
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath, 
She studied the lines on my face. 
I must admit I felt a little uneasy 
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe 
 I thought you'd never say hello, she said 
 You look like the silent type. 
Then she opened up a book of poems 
And handed it to me 
Written by an Italian poet 
From the thirteenth century. 
And every one of them words rang true 
And glowed like burnin' coal 
Pourin' off of every page 
Like it was written in my soul from me to you, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
I lived with them on Montague Street 
In a basement down the stairs, 
There was music in the cafes at night 
And revolution in the air. 
Then he started into dealing with slaves 
And something inside of him died. 
She had to sell everything she owned 
And froze up inside. 
And when finally the bottom fell out 
I became withdrawn, 
The only thing I knew how to do 
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew, 
Tangled up in blue. 
 
So now I'm goin' back again, 
I got to get to her somehow. 
All the people we used to know 
They're an illusion to me now. 
Some are mathematicians 
Some are carpenter's wives. 
Don't know how it all got started, 
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives. 
But me, I'm still on the road 
Headin' for another joint 
We always did feel the same, 
We just saw it from a different point of view, 
Tangled up in blue. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TEARS OF RAGE

 We carried you in our arms 
On Independence Day, 
And now you'd throw us all aside 
And put us on our way. 
Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun 
Would treat a father so, 
To wait upon him hand and foot 
And always tell him, No ? 
Tears of rage, tears of grief, 
Why must I always be the thief? 
Come to me now, you know 
We're so alone 
And life is brief. 
 
We pointed out the way to go 
And scratched your name in sand, 
Though you just thought it was nothing more 
Than a place for you to stand. 
Now, I want you to know that while we watched, 
You discover there was no one true. 
Most ev'rybody really thought 
It was a childish thing to do. 
Tears of rage, tears of grief, 
Must I always be the thief? 
Come to me now, you know 
We're so low 
And life is brief. 
 
It was all very painless 
When you went out to receive 
All that false instruction 
Which we never could believe. 
And now the heart is filled with gold 
As if it was a purse. 
But, oh, what kind of love is this 
Which goes from bad to worse? 
Tears of rage, tears of grief, 
Must I always be the thief? 
Come to me now, you know 
We're so low 
And life is brief. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TELL ME

 Tell me, I've got to know. 
Tell me, tell me before I go. 
Does that flame still burn? Does that fire still glow? 
Or has it died out and melted like the snow. 
Tell me. 
Tell me. 
 
Tell me, what are you focused upon? 
Tell me what I'll know better when you're gone. 
Tell me quick with a glance on the side. 
Shall I hold you close? 
Or Shall I let you go by? 
Tell me. 
Tell me. 
 
Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else? 
Can you feel the heat and the beat of my pulse? 
Do you have any secrets that will come out in time? 
Do you lie in bed and stare at the stars? 
Is your main friend an acquaintance of ours? 
Tell me. 
Tell me. 
 
Tell me, do those neon lights blind your eyes? 
Tell me, behind what door your treasure lies. 
Ever gone broke in a big way? 
Ever gone the opposite of what the experts say? 
Tell me. 
Tell me. 
 
Is it some kind of game that you're playin' with me. 
Am I imagining something that never can be? 
Do you have any morals? 
Do you have any point of view? 
Do you long to ride on that old ship of Zion? 
What means more to you, a lap dog or a dead lion? 
Tell me. 
Tell me. 
 
Tell me, is my name in your book? 
Tell me, should I come back and take another look? 
Tell me the truth, tell me no lies. 
Are you someone, anyone? 
Tell me. 
Tell me. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TELL ME THAT IT ISN'T TRUE

 I have heard rumors all over town, 
They say that you're planning to put me down. 
All I would like you to do, 
Is tell me that it isn't true. 
 
They say that you've been seen with some other man, 
That he's tall, dark and handsome, and you're holding his hand. 
Darlin', I'm a countin' on you, 
Tell me that it isn't true. 
 
To know that some other man is holdin' you tight, 
It hurts me all over, it doesn't seem right. 
 
All of those awful things that I have heard, 
I don't want to believe them, all I want is your word. 
So darlin', you better come through, 
Tell me that it isn't true. 
 
All of those awful things that I have heard, 
I don't want to believe them, all I want is your word. 
So darlin', I'm countin' on you, 
Tell me that it isn't true. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TELL ME, MOMMA

 0l' black Bascom, don't break no mirrors 
Cold black water dog, make no tears 
You say you love me with what may be love 
Don't you remember makin' baby love? 
Got your steam drill built and you're lookin' for some kid 
To get it to work for you like your nine pound hammer did 
But I know that you know that I know that you show 
Something is tearing up your mind. 
 
Tell me, momma, 
Tell me, momma, 
Tell me, momma, what is it? 
What's wrong with you this time? 
 
Hey, John, come and get me some candy goods 
Shucks, it sure feels like it's in the woods 
Spend some time on your January trips 
You got tombstone moose up and your brave yard whips 
If you're anxious to find out when your friendship's gonna end 
Come on, baby, I'm your friend! 
And I know that you know that I know that you show 
Something is tearing up your mind. 
 
Tell me, momma, 
Tell me, momma, 
Tell me, momma, what is it? 
What's wrong with you this time? 
 
Ohh, we bone the editor, can't get read 
But his painted sled, instead it's a bed 
Yes, I see you on your window ledge 
But I can't tell just how far away you are from the edge 
And, anyway, you're just gonna make people jump and roar 
Whatcha wanna go and do that for? 
For I know that you know that I know that you know 
Something is tearing up your mind. 
 
Ah, tell me, momma, 
Tell me, momma, 
Tell me, momma, what is it? 
What's wrong with you this time? 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
TEMPORARY LIKE ACHILLES

 Standing on your window, honey, 
Yes, I've been here before. 
Feeling so harmless, 
I'm looking at your second door. 
How come you don't send me no regards? 
You know I want your lovin', 
Honey, why are you so hard? 
 
Kneeling 'neath your ceiling, 
Yes, I guess I'll be here for a while. 
I'm tryin' to read your portrait, but, 
I'm helpless, like a rich man's child. 
How come you send someone out to have me barred? 
You know I want your lovin', 
Honey, why are you so hard? 
 
Like a poor fool in his prime, 
Yes, I know you can hear me walk, 
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime, 
Or is it just solid rock? 
 
Well, I rush into your hallway, 
Lean against your velvet door. 
I watch upon your scorpion 
Who crawls across your circus floor. 
Just what do you think you have to guard? 
You know I want your lovin', 
Honey, but you're so hard. 
 
Achilles is in your alleyway, 
He don't want me here, 
He does brag. 
He's pointing to the sky 
And he's hungry, like a man in drag. 
How come you get someone like him to be your guard? 
You know I want your lovin', 
Honey, but you're so hard. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE BALLAD OF FRANKIE LEE AND JUDAS PRIEST

 Well, Frankie Lee and Judas Priest, 
They were the best of friends. 
So when Frankie Lee needed money one day, 
Judas quickly pulled out a roll of tens 
And placed them on a footstool 
Just above the plotted plain, 
Sayin', Take your pick, Frankie Boy, 
My loss will be your gain. 
 
Well, Frankie Lee, he sat right down 
And put his fingers to his chin, 
But with the cold eyes of Judas on him, 
His head began to spin. 
 Would ya please not stare at me like that, he said, 
 It's just my foolish pride, 
But sometimes a man must be alone 
And this is no place to hide. 
 
Well, Judas, he just winked and said, 
 All right, I'll leave you here, 
But you'd better hurry up and choose 
Which of those bills you want, 
Before they all disappear. 
 I'm gonna start my pickin' right now, 
Just tell me where you'll be. 
 
Judas pointed down the road 
And said, Eternity! 
 Eternity? said Frankie Lee, 
With a voice as cold as ice. 
 That's right, said Judas Priest, Eternity, 
Though you might call it 'Paradise.' 
 
 I don't call it anything, 
Said Frankie Lee with a smile. 
 All right, said Judas Priest, 
 I'll see you after a while. 
 
Well, Frankie Lee, he sat back down, 
Feelin' low and mean, 
When just then a passing stranger 
Burst upon the scene, 
Saying, Are you Frankie Lee, the gambler, 
Whose father is deceased? 
Well, if you are, 
There's a fellow callin' you down the road 
And they say his name is Priest. 
 
 Oh, yes, he is my friend, 
Said Frankie Lee in fright, 
 I do recall him very well, 
In fact, he just left my sight. 
 Yes, that's the one, said the stranger, 
As quiet as a mouse, 
 Well, my message is, he's down the road, 
Stranded in a house. 
 
Well, Frankie Lee, he panicked, 
He dropped ev'rything and ran 
Until he came up to the spot 
Where Judas Priest did stand. 
 What kind of house is this, he said, 
 Where I have come to roam? 
 It's not a house, said Judas Priest, 
 It's not a house . . . it's a home. 
 
Well, Frankie Lee, he trembled, 
He soon lost all control 
Over ev'rything which he had made 
While the mission bells did toll. 
He just stood there staring 
At that big house as bright as any sun, 
With four and twenty windows 
And a woman's face in ev'ry one. 
 
Well, up the stairs ran Frankie Lee 
With a soulful, bounding leap, 
And, foaming at the mouth, 
He began to make his midnight creep. 
For sixteen nights and days he raved, 
But on the seventeenth he burst 
Into the arms of Judas Priest, 
Which is where he died of thirst. 
 
No one tried to say a thing 
When they took him out in jest, 
Except, of course, the little neighbor boy 
Who carried him to rest. 
And he just walked along, alone, 
With his guilt so well concealed, 
And muttered underneath his breath, 
 Nothing is revealed. 
 
Well, the moral of the story, 
The moral of this song, 
Is simply that one should never be 
Where one does not belong. 
So when you see your neighbor carryin' somethin', 
Help him with his load, 
And don't go mistaking Paradise 
For that home across the road. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE BALLAD OF IRA HAYES

 Gather round you people and a story I will tell 
About a brave young Indian you should remember well 
From the tribe of Pima Indians, a proud and a peaceful band 
They farmed the Phoenix Valley in Arizona land 
Down their ditches for a thousand years the sparkling water rushed 
Till their white man stole their water rights and the running water hushed 
Now Ira's folks were hungry and their farms wene crops of weeds 
But when war came he volunteers and forgot, the white man's greed 
Call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore 
Not the whiskey drinking Indian or the marine who went to war 
Yes, call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore 
Not the whiskey drinking Indian or the marine who went to war. 
 
They started up Iwo Jima Hill, 250 men 
But only 27 lived to walk back down that hill again 
And when the fight was over and the old glory raised 
One of the men who held it high was the Indian Ira Hayes 
Call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore 
Not the whiskey drinking Indian or the marine who went to war 
Call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore 
Not the whiskey drinking Indian or the marine who went to war. 
 
Now Ira returned a hero, celebrated throughout the land 
He was wined and speeched and honored, everybody shook his hand 
But he was just a Pima Indian, no money crops, no chance 
And at home nobody cared what Ira had done and the wind did the Indian's dance 
Call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore 
Not the whiskey drinking Indian or the marine who went to war 
Call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore 
Not the whiskey drinking Indian or the marine who went to war. 
 
And Ira started drinking hard, jail was often his home 
They let him raise the flag there and lower it like you'd throw a dog a bone 
He died drunk early one morning, alone in the land he had fought to save 
Two inches of water in a lonely ditch was the grave for Ira Hayes 
Call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore 
Not the whiskey drinking Indian or the marine who went to war 
Yes, call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore 
Not the whiskey drinking Indian or the marine who went to war. 
 
Yes, call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, but his land is still as dry 
And his ghost is lying thirsty in the ditch where Ira died 
Call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore 
Not the whiskey drinking Indian or the marine who went to war 
Yes, call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore 
Not the whiskey drinking Indian or the marine who went to war. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE BOXER

 I'm just a poor boy 
Though my story's seldom told 
I have squadered my resistance 
For a pocketful of numbles 
Such are promises, all lies and jest 
Still a man hears what he wants to hear 
And disregards the rest. 
 
When I left my home and family 
I was no more than a boy 
In the company of strangers 
In the quiet of the railway station 
Running scared, laying low 
Seeking out the poorer quarters 
Where the ragged people go 
Looking for the places only they would know. 
 
Asking only workman's wages 
I come looking for a job 
But I get no offers 
Just a come on from the whores on Seventh Avenue 
I do declare 
There were times when I was so lonesome 
I took some comfort there. 
 
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes 
And wishing I was gone, going home 
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me 
Leading me 
Going home. 
 
In the clearing stands a boxer 
And a fighter by his trade 
And he carries the reminders 
Of every glove that laid him down 
And cut him till he cried out 
In his anger and his shame 
 I am leaving, I am leaving 
But the fighter still ramains. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE GROOM'S STILL WAITING AT THE ALTAR

 Prayed in the ghetto with my face in the cement, 
Heard the last moan of a boxer, seen the massacre of the innocent 
Felt around for the light switch, became nauseated. 
She was walking down the hallway while the walls deteriorated. 
 
East of the Jordan, hard as the Rock of Gibraltar, 
I see the burning of the page, Curtain risin' on a new age, 
See the groom still waitin' at the altar. 
 
Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery, 
Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery, 
Got the message this morning, the one that was sent to me 
About the madness of becomin' what one was never meant to be. 
 
West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar, 
I see the burning of the stage, 
Curtain risin' on a new age, 
See the groom still waitin' at the altar. 
 
Don't know what I can say about Claudette that wouldn't come back to haunt me, 
Finally had to give her up 'bout the time she began to want me. 
But I know God has mercy on them who are slandered and humiliated. 
I'd a done anything for that woman if she didn't make me feel so obligated. 
 
West of the Jordan, west of the Rock of Gibraltar, 
I see the burning of the cage, 
Curtain risin' on a new stage, 
See the groom still waitin' at the altar. 
 
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature? 
I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture. 
There's a wall between you and what you want and you got to leap it, 
Tonight you got the power to take it, tomorrow you won't have the power to 
keep it. 
 
West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar, 
I see the burning of the stage, Curtain risin' on a new age, 
See the groom still waitin' at the altar. 
 
Cities on fire, phones out of order, 
They're killing nuns and soldiers, there's fighting on the border. 
What can I say about Claudette? 
Ain't seen her since January, 
She could be respectably married or running a whorehouse in Buenos Aires. 
 
West of the Jordan, west of the Rock of Gibraltar, 
I see the burning of the stage, 
Curtain risin' on a new age, 
See the groom still waitin' at the altar. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE GROOM'S STILL WAITING AT THE ALTAR

 Prayed in the ghetto with my face in the cement, 
Heard the last moan of a boxer, seen the massacre of the innocent 
Felt around for the light switch, became nauseated. 
She was walking down the hallway while the walls deteriorated. 
 
East of the Jordan, hard as the Rock of Gibraltar, 
I see the burning of the page, Curtain risin' on a new age, 
See the groom still waitin' at the altar. 
 
Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery, 
Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery, 
Got the message this morning, the one that was sent to me 
About the madness of becomin' what one was never meant to be. 
 
West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar, 
I see the burning of the stage, 
Curtain risin' on a new age, 
See the groom still waitin' at the altar. 
 
Don't know what I can say about Claudette that wouldn't come back to haunt me, 
Finally had to give her up 'bout the time she began to want me. 
But I know God has mercy on them who are slandered and humiliated. 
I'd a done anything for that woman if she didn't make me feel so obligated. 
 
West of the Jordan, west of the Rock of Gibraltar, 
I see the burning of the cage, 
Curtain risin' on a new stage, 
See the groom still waitin' at the altar. 
 
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature? 
I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture. 
There's a wall between you and what you want and you got to leap it, 
Tonight you got the power to take it, tomorrow you won't have the power to 
keep it. 
 
West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar, 
I see the burning of the stage, Curtain risin' on a new age, 
See the groom still waitin' at the altar. 
 
Cities on fire, phones out of order, 
They're killing nuns and soldiers, there's fighting on the border. 
What can I say about Claudette? 
Ain't seen her since January, 
She could be respectably married or running a whorehouse in Buenos Aires. 
 
West of the Jordan, west of the Rock of Gibraltar, 
I see the burning of the stage, 
Curtain risin' on a new age, 
See the groom still waitin' at the altar. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE GROOM'S STILL WAITING AT THE ALTAR

 Prayed in the ghetto with my face in the cement, 
Heard the last moan of a boxer, seen the massacre of the innocent 
Felt around for the light switch, became nauseated. 
She was walking down the hallway while the walls deteriorated. 
 
East of the Jordan, hard as the Rock of Gibraltar, 
I see the burning of the page, Curtain risin' on a new age, 
See the groom still waitin' at the altar. 
 
Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery, 
Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery, 
Got the message this morning, the one that was sent to me 
About the madness of becomin' what one was never meant to be. 
 
West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar, 
I see the burning of the stage, 
Curtain risin' on a new age, 
See the groom still waitin' at the altar. 
 
Don't know what I can say about Claudette that wouldn't come back to haunt me, 
Finally had to give her up 'bout the time she began to want me. 
But I know God has mercy on them who are slandered and humiliated. 
I'd a done anything for that woman if she didn't make me feel so obligated. 
 
West of the Jordan, west of the Rock of Gibraltar, 
I see the burning of the cage, 
Curtain risin' on a new stage, 
See the groom still waitin' at the altar. 
 
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature? 
I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture. 
There's a wall between you and what you want and you got to leap it, 
Tonight you got the power to take it, tomorrow you won't have the power to 
keep it. 
 
West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar, 
I see the burning of the stage, Curtain risin' on a new age, 
See the groom still waitin' at the altar. 
 
Cities on fire, phones out of order, 
They're killing nuns and soldiers, there's fighting on the border. 
What can I say about Claudette? 
Ain't seen her since January, 
She could be respectably married or running a whorehouse in Buenos Aires. 
 
West of the Jordan, west of the Rock of Gibraltar, 
I see the burning of the stage, 
Curtain risin' on a new age, 
See the groom still waitin' at the altar. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE LONESOME DEATH OF HATTIE CARROLL

 William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll 
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger 
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'. 
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him 
As they rode him in custody down to the station 
And booked William Zanzinger for first degree murder. 
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears, 
Take the rag away from your face. 
Now ain't the time for your tears. 
 
William Zanzinger, who at twenty four years 
Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres 
With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him 
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland, 
Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders 
And swear words and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling, 
In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking. 
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears, 
Take the rag away from your face. 
Now ain't the time for your tears. 
 
Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen. 
She was fifty one years old and gave birth to ten children 
Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage 
And never sat once at the head of the table 
And didn't even talk to the people at the table 
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table 
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level, 
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane 
That sailed through the air and came down through the room, 
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle. 
And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger. 
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears, 
Take the rag away from your face. 
Now ain't the time for your tears. 
 
In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gavel 
To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level 
And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded 
And that even the nobles get properly handled 
Once that the cops have chased after and caught 'em 
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom, 
Stared at the person who killed for no reason 
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'. 
And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished, 
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance, 
William Zanzinger with a six month sentence. 
Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears, 
Bury the rag deep in your face 
For now's the time for your tears. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE LONESOME DEATH OF HATTIE CARROLL

 William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll 
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger 
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'. 
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him 
As they rode him in custody down to the station 
And booked William Zanzinger for first degree murder. 
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears, 
Take the rag away from your face. 
Now ain't the time for your tears. 
 
William Zanzinger, who at twenty four years 
Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres 
With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him 
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland, 
Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders 
And swear words and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling, 
In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking. 
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears, 
Take the rag away from your face. 
Now ain't the time for your tears. 
 
Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen. 
She was fifty one years old and gave birth to ten children 
Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage 
And never sat once at the head of the table 
And didn't even talk to the people at the table 
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table 
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level, 
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane 
That sailed through the air and came down through the room, 
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle. 
And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger. 
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears, 
Take the rag away from your face. 
Now ain't the time for your tears. 
 
In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gavel 
To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level 
And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded 
And that even the nobles get properly handled 
Once that the cops have chased after and caught 'em 
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom, 
Stared at the person who killed for no reason 
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'. 
And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished, 
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance, 
William Zanzinger with a six month sentence. 
Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears, 
Bury the rag deep in your face 
For now's the time for your tears. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE LONESOME DEATH OF HATTIE CARROLL

 William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll 
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger 
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'. 
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him 
As they rode him in custody down to the station 
And booked William Zanzinger for first degree murder. 
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears, 
Take the rag away from your face. 
Now ain't the time for your tears. 
 
William Zanzinger, who at twenty four years 
Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres 
With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him 
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland, 
Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders 
And swear words and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling, 
In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking. 
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears, 
Take the rag away from your face. 
Now ain't the time for your tears. 
 
Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen. 
She was fifty one years old and gave birth to ten children 
Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage 
And never sat once at the head of the table 
And didn't even talk to the people at the table 
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table 
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level, 
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane 
That sailed through the air and came down through the room, 
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle. 
And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger. 
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears, 
Take the rag away from your face. 
Now ain't the time for your tears. 
 
In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gavel 
To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level 
And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded 
And that even the nobles get properly handled 
Once that the cops have chased after and caught 'em 
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom, 
Stared at the person who killed for no reason 
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'. 
And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished, 
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance, 
William Zanzinger with a six month sentence. 
Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears, 
Bury the rag deep in your face 
For now's the time for your tears. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE MAN IN ME

 The man in me will do nearly any task, 
And as for compensation, there's little he would ask. 
Take a woman like you 
To get through to the man in me. 
 
Storm clouds are raging all around my door, 
I think to myself I might not take it any more. 
Take a woman like your kind 
To find the man in me. 
 
But, oh, what a wonderful feeling 
Just to know that you are near, 
Sets my a heart a reeling 
From my toes up to my ears. 
 
The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen, 
But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine. 
Took a woman like you 
To get through to the man in me. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE NIGHT THEY DROVE OLD DIXIE DOWN

 Virgil Caine is the name, 
and I served on the Danville train, 
'Til Stoneman's cavalry 
came and tore up the tracks again. 
In the winter of '65, 
We were hungry, just barely alive. 
By May the tenth, Richmond had fell, 
it's a time I remember, oh so well, 
 
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, 
and the bells were ringing, 
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, 
and the people were singin'. 
 
They went 
La, La, La, La, La, La, 
La, La, La, La, La, La, 
La, La, 
 
Back with my wife in Tennessee, 
When one day she called to me, 
 Virgil, quick, come see, 
there goes Robert E. Lee! 
Now I don't mind choppin' wood, 
and I don't care if the money's no good. 
Ya take what ya need and ya leave the rest, 
But they should never have taken the very best. 
 
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, 
and the bells were ringing, 
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, 
and the people were singin'. 
 
Like my father before me, 
I will work the land, 
Like my brother above me, 
who took a rebel stand. 
He was just eighteen, proud and brave, 
But a Yankee laid him in his grave, 
I swear by the mud below my feet, 
You can't raise a Caine back up 
when he's in defeat. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE SHAPE I'M IN

 Go out yonder, peace in the valley 
Come downtown, have to rumble in the alley 
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in 
 
Has anybody seen my lady 
This living alone will drive me crazy 
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in 
 
 
I'm gonna go down by the wa ter 
But I ain't gonna jump in, no, no 
I'll just be looking for my mak er 
And I hear that that's where she's been? Oh! 
 
Out of nine lives, I spent seven 
Now, how in the world do you get to Heaven 
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in 
 
I just spent 60 days in the jailhouse 
For the crime of having no dough 
Now here I am back out on the street 
For the crime of having nowhere to go 
 
Save your neck or save your brother 
Looks like it's one or the other 
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in 
 
Now two young kids might start a ruckus 
You know they feel you trying to shuck us 
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE TIMES THEY ARE A CHANGIN'

 Come gather 'round people 
Wherever you roam 
And admit that the waters 
Around you have grown 
And accept it that soon 
You'll be drenched to the bone. 
If your time to you 
Is worth savin' 
Then you better start swimmin' 
Or you'll sink like a stone 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come writers and critics 
Who prophesize with your pen 
And keep your eyes wide 
The chance won't come again 
And don't speak too soon 
For the wheel's still in spin 
And there's no tellin' who 
That it's namin'. 
For the loser now 
Will be later to win 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come senators, congressmen 
Please heed the call 
Don't stand in the doorway 
Don't block up the hall 
For he that gets hurt 
Will be he who has stalled 
There's a battle outside 
And it is ragin'. 
It'll soon shake your windows 
And rattle your walls 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come mothers and fathers 
Throughout the land 
And don't criticize 
What you can't understand 
Your sons and your daughters 
Are beyond your command 
Your old road is 
Rapidly agin'. 
Please get out of the new one 
If you can't lend your hand 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
The line it is drawn 
The curse it is cast 
The slow one now 
Will later be fast 
As the present now 
Will later be past 
The order is 
Rapidly fadin'. 
And the first one now 
Will later be last 
For the times they are a changin'. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE TIMES THEY ARE A CHANGIN'

 Come gather 'round people 
Wherever you roam 
And admit that the waters 
Around you have grown 
And accept it that soon 
You'll be drenched to the bone. 
If your time to you 
Is worth savin' 
Then you better start swimmin' 
Or you'll sink like a stone 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come writers and critics 
Who prophesize with your pen 
And keep your eyes wide 
The chance won't come again 
And don't speak too soon 
For the wheel's still in spin 
And there's no tellin' who 
That it's namin'. 
For the loser now 
Will be later to win 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come senators, congressmen 
Please heed the call 
Don't stand in the doorway 
Don't block up the hall 
For he that gets hurt 
Will be he who has stalled 
There's a battle outside 
And it is ragin'. 
It'll soon shake your windows 
And rattle your walls 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come mothers and fathers 
Throughout the land 
And don't criticize 
What you can't understand 
Your sons and your daughters 
Are beyond your command 
Your old road is 
Rapidly agin'. 
Please get out of the new one 
If you can't lend your hand 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
The line it is drawn 
The curse it is cast 
The slow one now 
Will later be fast 
As the present now 
Will later be past 
The order is 
Rapidly fadin'. 
And the first one now 
Will later be last 
For the times they are a changin'. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE TIMES THEY ARE A CHANGIN'

 Come gather 'round people 
Wherever you roam 
And admit that the waters 
Around you have grown 
And accept it that soon 
You'll be drenched to the bone. 
If your time to you 
Is worth savin' 
Then you better start swimmin' 
Or you'll sink like a stone 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come writers and critics 
Who prophesize with your pen 
And keep your eyes wide 
The chance won't come again 
And don't speak too soon 
For the wheel's still in spin 
And there's no tellin' who 
That it's namin'. 
For the loser now 
Will be later to win 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come senators, congressmen 
Please heed the call 
Don't stand in the doorway 
Don't block up the hall 
For he that gets hurt 
Will be he who has stalled 
There's a battle outside 
And it is ragin'. 
It'll soon shake your windows 
And rattle your walls 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come mothers and fathers 
Throughout the land 
And don't criticize 
What you can't understand 
Your sons and your daughters 
Are beyond your command 
Your old road is 
Rapidly agin'. 
Please get out of the new one 
If you can't lend your hand 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
The line it is drawn 
The curse it is cast 
The slow one now 
Will later be fast 
As the present now 
Will later be past 
The order is 
Rapidly fadin'. 
And the first one now 
Will later be last 
For the times they are a changin'. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE TIMES THEY ARE A CHANGIN'

 Come gather 'round people 
Wherever you roam 
And admit that the waters 
Around you have grown 
And accept it that soon 
You'll be drenched to the bone. 
If your time to you 
Is worth savin' 
Then you better start swimmin' 
Or you'll sink like a stone 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come writers and critics 
Who prophesize with your pen 
And keep your eyes wide 
The chance won't come again 
And don't speak too soon 
For the wheel's still in spin 
And there's no tellin' who 
That it's namin'. 
For the loser now 
Will be later to win 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come senators, congressmen 
Please heed the call 
Don't stand in the doorway 
Don't block up the hall 
For he that gets hurt 
Will be he who has stalled 
There's a battle outside 
And it is ragin'. 
It'll soon shake your windows 
And rattle your walls 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come mothers and fathers 
Throughout the land 
And don't criticize 
What you can't understand 
Your sons and your daughters 
Are beyond your command 
Your old road is 
Rapidly agin'. 
Please get out of the new one 
If you can't lend your hand 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
The line it is drawn 
The curse it is cast 
The slow one now 
Will later be fast 
As the present now 
Will later be past 
The order is 
Rapidly fadin'. 
And the first one now 
Will later be last 
For the times they are a changin'. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE TIMES THEY ARE A CHANGIN'

 Come gather 'round people 
Wherever you roam 
And admit that the waters 
Around you have grown 
And accept it that soon 
You'll be drenched to the bone. 
If your time to you 
Is worth savin' 
Then you better start swimmin' 
Or you'll sink like a stone 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come writers and critics 
Who prophesize with your pen 
And keep your eyes wide 
The chance won't come again 
And don't speak too soon 
For the wheel's still in spin 
And there's no tellin' who 
That it's namin'. 
For the loser now 
Will be later to win 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come senators, congressmen 
Please heed the call 
Don't stand in the doorway 
Don't block up the hall 
For he that gets hurt 
Will be he who has stalled 
There's a battle outside 
And it is ragin'. 
It'll soon shake your windows 
And rattle your walls 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come mothers and fathers 
Throughout the land 
And don't criticize 
What you can't understand 
Your sons and your daughters 
Are beyond your command 
Your old road is 
Rapidly agin'. 
Please get out of the new one 
If you can't lend your hand 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
The line it is drawn 
The curse it is cast 
The slow one now 
Will later be fast 
As the present now 
Will later be past 
The order is 
Rapidly fadin'. 
And the first one now 
Will later be last 
For the times they are a changin'. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE TIMES THEY ARE A CHANGIN'

 Come gather 'round people 
Wherever you roam 
And admit that the waters 
Around you have grown 
And accept it that soon 
You'll be drenched to the bone. 
If your time to you 
Is worth savin' 
Then you better start swimmin' 
Or you'll sink like a stone 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come writers and critics 
Who prophesize with your pen 
And keep your eyes wide 
The chance won't come again 
And don't speak too soon 
For the wheel's still in spin 
And there's no tellin' who 
That it's namin'. 
For the loser now 
Will be later to win 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come senators, congressmen 
Please heed the call 
Don't stand in the doorway 
Don't block up the hall 
For he that gets hurt 
Will be he who has stalled 
There's a battle outside 
And it is ragin'. 
It'll soon shake your windows 
And rattle your walls 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come mothers and fathers 
Throughout the land 
And don't criticize 
What you can't understand 
Your sons and your daughters 
Are beyond your command 
Your old road is 
Rapidly agin'. 
Please get out of the new one 
If you can't lend your hand 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
The line it is drawn 
The curse it is cast 
The slow one now 
Will later be fast 
As the present now 
Will later be past 
The order is 
Rapidly fadin'. 
And the first one now 
Will later be last 
For the times they are a changin'. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE TIMES THEY ARE A CHANGIN'

 Come gather 'round people 
Wherever you roam 
And admit that the waters 
Around you have grown 
And accept it that soon 
You'll be drenched to the bone. 
If your time to you 
Is worth savin' 
Then you better start swimmin' 
Or you'll sink like a stone 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come writers and critics 
Who prophesize with your pen 
And keep your eyes wide 
The chance won't come again 
And don't speak too soon 
For the wheel's still in spin 
And there's no tellin' who 
That it's namin'. 
For the loser now 
Will be later to win 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come senators, congressmen 
Please heed the call 
Don't stand in the doorway 
Don't block up the hall 
For he that gets hurt 
Will be he who has stalled 
There's a battle outside 
And it is ragin'. 
It'll soon shake your windows 
And rattle your walls 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come mothers and fathers 
Throughout the land 
And don't criticize 
What you can't understand 
Your sons and your daughters 
Are beyond your command 
Your old road is 
Rapidly agin'. 
Please get out of the new one 
If you can't lend your hand 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
The line it is drawn 
The curse it is cast 
The slow one now 
Will later be fast 
As the present now 
Will later be past 
The order is 
Rapidly fadin'. 
And the first one now 
Will later be last 
For the times they are a changin'. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE TIMES THEY ARE A CHANGIN'

 Come gather 'round people 
Wherever you roam 
And admit that the waters 
Around you have grown 
And accept it that soon 
You'll be drenched to the bone. 
If your time to you 
Is worth savin' 
Then you better start swimmin' 
Or you'll sink like a stone 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come writers and critics 
Who prophesize with your pen 
And keep your eyes wide 
The chance won't come again 
And don't speak too soon 
For the wheel's still in spin 
And there's no tellin' who 
That it's namin'. 
For the loser now 
Will be later to win 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come senators, congressmen 
Please heed the call 
Don't stand in the doorway 
Don't block up the hall 
For he that gets hurt 
Will be he who has stalled 
There's a battle outside 
And it is ragin'. 
It'll soon shake your windows 
And rattle your walls 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
Come mothers and fathers 
Throughout the land 
And don't criticize 
What you can't understand 
Your sons and your daughters 
Are beyond your command 
Your old road is 
Rapidly agin'. 
Please get out of the new one 
If you can't lend your hand 
For the times they are a changin'. 
 
The line it is drawn 
The curse it is cast 
The slow one now 
Will later be fast 
As the present now 
Will later be past 
The order is 
Rapidly fadin'. 
And the first one now 
Will later be last 
For the times they are a changin'. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE WATER IS WIDE

 The water is wide and I can't cross over 
Neither have I wings that I could fly 
Build me a boat that can carry two 
And both shall row my love and I. 
 
There is a ship and it sails on the sea 
Loaded deep as deep can be 
But not as deep as the love I'm in 
I know not if I sink or swim. 
 
I leaned my back up against an oak 
Thinkin' it was a trusty tree 
But first it bent and then it broke 
Just like my own false love to me. 
 
Oh love is gentle, love is kind 
Gay as a jewel when first it's new 
But love grows old and waxes cold 
And fades away like some morning dew. 
 
The water is wide and I can't cross over 
Neither have I wings to fly 
Build me a boat that can carry two 
And both shall row my love and I. 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE WEIGHT

 I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin' about half past dead; 
I just need some place where I can lay my head. 
 Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed? 
He just grinned and shook my hand, and No! , was all he said. 
 
[Chorus:] 
Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free; 
Take a load off Fanny, And (and) (and) you can put the load right on me. 
 
I picked up my bag, I went lookin' for a place to hide; 
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side. 
I said, Hey, Carmen, come on, let's go downtown. 
She said, I gotta go, but m'friend can stick around. 
 
[Chorus] 
 
Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say 
It's just ol' Luke, and Luke's waitin' on the Judgement Day. 
 Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee? 
He said, Do me a favor, son, woncha stay an' keep Anna Lee company? 
 
[Chorus] 
 
Crazy Chester followed me, and he caught me in the fog. 
He said, I will fix your rack, if you'll take Jack, my dog. 
I said, Wait a minute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man. 
He said, That's okay, boy, won't you feed him when you can. 
 
[Chorus] 
 
Catch a cannon ball now, t'take me down the line 
My bag is sinkin' low and I do believe it's time. 
To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one. 
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone. 
 
[Chorus] 


 

BOB DYLAN
THE WICKED MESSENGER

 There was a wicked messenger 
From Eli he did come, 
With a mind that multiplied 
The smallest matter. 
When questioned who had sent for him, 
He answered with his thumb, 
For his tongue it could not speak, but only flatter. 
 
He stayed behind the assembly hall, 
It was there he made his bed, 
Oftentimes he could be seen returning. 
Until one day he just appeared 
With a note in his hand which read, 
 The soles of my feet, I swear they're burning. 
 
Oh, the leaves began to fallin' 
And the seas began to part, 
And the people that confronted him were many. 
And he was told but these few words, 
Which opened up his heart, 
 If ye cannot bring good news, then don't bring any. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THEY KILLED HIM

 There was a man named Hatma Gandi 
He would not bow down he would not fight 
He knew the deal was down and dirty 
And nothing wrong could make it right away 
But he knew his duty and the prize he had to pay 
Just another holy man who tried to be a friend 
My God, they killed him. 
 
Another man from Atlanta, Georgia 
By name of Martin Luther King 
He shook the land like the rolling thunder 
And made the bells of freedom ring today 
With a dream of beauty that they could not burn away 
Just another holy man who dared to make a stand 
My God, they killed him. 
 
The only Son of God Almighty 
The holy one called Jesus Christ 
He healed the lame and fed the hungry 
And for his love they took his life away 
On the road to glory where the story never ends 
Just the holy Son of Man we'll never understand 
My God, they killed him. 
 
There was a man named Mahatma Gandi 
A man named Martin Luther King 
The only Son of God Almighty 
The only one called Jesus Christ 
On the road to glory where the story never ends 
Just the holy Son of Man we'll never understand 
My God, they killed him. 
 
There was a man named Mahatma Gandi 
A man named Martin Luther King 
The only Son of God Almighty 
The only one called Jesus Christ 
On the road to glory where the story never ends 
Just the holy Son of Man we'll never understand 
My God, they killed him. 


 

BOB DYLAN
THINGS HAVE CHANGED

 A worried man with a worried mind 
No one in front of me and nothing behind 
There's a woman on my lap and she's drinking champagne 
Got white skin, got assassin's eyes 
I'm looking up into the sapphire tinted skies 
I'm well dressed, waiting on the last train 
 
Bridge 1: 
Standing on the gallows with my head in a noose 
Any minute now I'm expecting all hell to break loose 
 
Chorus 
People are crazy and times are strange 
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range 
I used to care, but things have changed 
 
This place ain't doing me any good 
I'm in the wrong town, I should be in Hollywood 
Just for a second there I thought I saw something move 
Gonna take dancing lessons do the jitterbug rag 
Ain't no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag 
Only a fool in here would think he's got anything to prove 
 
Bridge 2 
Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff too 
Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through 
 
(chorus) 
 
I've been walking forty miles of bad road 
If the bible is right, the world will explode 
I've been trying to get as far away from myself as I can 
Some things are too hot to touch 
The human mind can only stand so much 
You can't win with a losing hand 
 
Bridge 3 
Feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet 
Putting her in a wheel barrow and wheeling her down the street 
 
(chorus) 
 
I hurt easy, I just don't show it 
You can hurt someone and not even know it 
The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity 
Gonna get low down, gonna fly high 
All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie 
I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me 
 
Bridge 4 
Mr. Jinx and Miss Lucy, they jumped in the lake 
I'm not that eager to make a mistake 
 
(chorus) 


 

BOB DYLAN
THIS WHEEL'S ON FIRE

 If your mem'ry serves you well, 
We were goin' to meet again and wait, 
So I'm goin' to unpack all my things 
And sit before it gets too late. 
No man alive will come to you 
With another tale to tell, 
But you know that we shall meet again 
If your mem'ry serves you well. 
This wheel's on fire, 
Rolling down the road, 
Best notify my next of kin, 
This wheel shall explode! 
 
If your mem'ry serves you well, 
I was goin' to confiscate your lace, 
And wrap it up in a sailor's knot 
And hide it in your case. 
If I knew for sure that it was yours . . . 
But it was oh so hard to tell. 
But you knew that we would meet again, 
If your mem'ry serves you well. 
This wheel's on fire, 
Rolling down the road, 
Best notify my next of kin, 
This wheel shall explode! 
 
If your mem'ry serves you well, 
You'll remember you're the one 
That called on me to call on them 
To get you your favors done. 
And after ev'ry plan had failed 
And there was nothing more to tell, 
You knew that we would meet again, 
If your mem'ry served you well. 
This wheel's on fire, 
Rolling down the road, 
Best notify my next of kin, 
This wheel shall explode! 


 

BOB DYLAN
THREE ANGELS

 Three angels up above the street, 
Each one playing a horn, 
Dressed in green robes with wings that stick out, 
They've been there since Christmas morn. 
The wildest cat from Montana passes by in a flash, 
Then a lady in a bright orange dress, 
One U Haul trailer, a truck with no wheels, 
The Tenth Avenue bus going west. 
The dogs and pigeons fly up and they flutter around, 
A man with a badge skips by, 
Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work, 
Nobody stops to ask why. 
The bakery truck stops outside of that fence 
Where the angels stand high on their poles, 
The driver peeks out, trying to find one face 
In this concrete world full of souls. 
The angels play on their horns all day, 
The whole earth in progression seems to pass by. 
But does anyone hear the music they play, 
Does anyone even try? 


 

BOB DYLAN
TIGHT CONNECTION TO MY HEART (HAS ANYBODY SEEN MY LOVE)

 Well, I had to move fast 
And I couldn't with you around my neck. 
I said I'd send for you and I did 
What did you expect? 
My hands are sweating 
And we haven't even started yet. 
I'll go along with the charade 
Until I can think my way out. 
I know it was all a big joke 
Whatever it was about. 
Someday maybe 
I'll remember to forget. 
 
I'm gonna get my coat, 
I feel the breath of a storm. 
There's something I've got to do tonight, 
You go inside and stay warm. 
 
Has anybody seen my love, 
Has anybody seen my love, 
Has anybody seen my love. 
I don't know, 
Has anybody seen my love? 
 
You want to talk to me, 
Go ahead and talk. 
Whatever you got to say to me 
Won't come as any shock. 
I must be guilty of something, 
You just whisper it into my ear. 
Madame Butterfly 
She lulled me to sleep, 
In a town without pity 
Where the water runs deep. 
She said, Be easy, baby, 
There ain't nothin' worth stealin' in here. 
 
You're the one I've been looking for, 
You're the one that's got the key. 
But I can't figure out whether I'm too good for you 
Or you're too good for me. 
 
Has anybody seen my love, 
Has anybody seen my love, 
Has anybody seen my love. 
I don't know, 
Has anybody seen my love? 
 
Well, they're not showing any lights tonight 
And there's no moon. 
There's just a hot blooded singer 
Singing Memphis in June, 
While they're beatin' the devil out of a guy 
Who's wearing a powder blue wig. 
Later he'll be shot 
For resisting arrest, 
I can still hear his voice crying 
In the wilderness. 
What looks large from a distance, 
Close up ain't never that big. 
 
Never could learn to drink that blood 
And call it wine, 
Never could learn to hold you, love, 
And call you mine. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TIL I FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU

 Well my nerves are exploding and my body's tense 
I feel like the whole world got me pinned up against the fence 
I've been hit too hard; I've seen too much 
Nothing can heal me now, but your touch 
I don't know what I'm gonna do 
I was all right 'til I fell in love with you 
 
Well my house is on fire; burning to the sky 
I thought it would rain but the clouds passed by 
Now I feel like I'm coming to the end of my way 
But I know God is my shield and he won't lead me astray 
Still I don't know what I'm gonna do 
I was all right 'til I fell in love with you 
 
Boys in the street beginning to play 
Girls like birds flying away 
When I'm gone you will remember my name 
I'm gonna win my way to wealth and fame 
I don't know what I'm gonna do 
I was all right 'til I fell in love with you 
 
Junk is piling up; taking up space 
My eyes feel like they're falling off my face 
Sweat falling down, I'm staring at the floor 
I'm thinking about that girl who won't be back no more 
I don't know what I'm gonna do 
I was all right 'til I fell in love with you 
 
Well I'm tired of talking; I'm tired of trying to explain 
My attempts to please you were all in vain 
Tomorrow night before the sun goes down 
If I'm still among the living, I'll be Dixie bound 
I just don't know what I'm gonna do 
I was all right 'til I fell in love with you.

 

BOB DYLAN
TIME PASSES SLOWLY

 Time passes slowly up here in the mountains, 
We sit beside bridges and walk beside fountains, 
Catch the wild fishes that float through the stream, 
Time passes slowly when you're lost in a dream. 
 
Once I had a sweetheart, she was fine and good lookin', 
We sat in her kitchen while her mama was cookin', 
Stared out the window to the stars high above, 
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love. 
 
Ain't no reason to go in a wagon to town, 
Ain't no reason to go to the fair. 
Ain't no reason to go up, ain't no reason to go down, 
Ain't no reason to go anywhere. 
 
Time passes slowly up here in the daylight, 
We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right, 
Like the red rose of summer that blooms in the day, 
Time passes slowly and fades away.

 

BOB DYLAN
TIME PASSES SLOWLY

 Time passes slowly up here in the mountains, 
We sit beside bridges and walk beside fountains, 
Catch the wild fishes that float through the stream, 
Time passes slowly when you're lost in a dream. 
 
Once I had a sweetheart, she was fine and good lookin', 
We sat in her kitchen while her mama was cookin', 
Stared out the window to the stars high above, 
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love. 
 
Ain't no reason to go in a wagon to town, 
Ain't no reason to go to the fair. 
Ain't no reason to go up, ain't no reason to go down, 
Ain't no reason to go anywhere. 
 
Time passes slowly up here in the daylight, 
We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right, 
Like the red rose of summer that blooms in the day, 
Time passes slowly and fades away. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TINY MONTGOMERY

 Well you can tell ev'rybody 
Down in ol' Frisco 
Tell 'em 
Tiny Montgomery says hello 
 
Now ev'ry boy and girl's 
Gonna get their bang 
'Cause Tiny Montgomery's 
Gonna shake that thing 
Tell ev'rybody 
Down in ol' Frisco 
That Tiny Montgomery's comin' 
Down to say hello 
 
Skinny Moo and 
Half track Frank 
They're gonna both be gettin' 
Outa the tank 
One bird book 
And a buzzard and a crow 
Tell 'em all 
That Tiny's gonna say hello 
 
Scratch your dad 
Do that bird 
Suck that pig 
And bring it on home 
Pick that drip 
And bake that dough 
Tell 'em all 
That Tiny says hello 
 
Now he's king of the drunks 
An' he squeezes, too 
Watch out, Lester 
Take it, Lou 
Join the monks 
The C.I.O. 
Tell 'em all 
That Tiny Montgomery says hello 
 
Now grease that pig 
And sing praise 
Go on out 
And gas that dog 
Trick on in 
Honk that stink 
Take it on down 
And watch it grow 
Play it low 
And pick it up 
Take it on in 
In a plucking cup 
Three legged man 
And a hot lipped hoe 
Tell 'em all 
Montgomery says hello 
 
Well you can tell ev'rybody 
Down in ol' Frisco 
Tell 'em all 
Montgomery says hello 


 

BOB DYLAN
TO BE ALONE WITH YOU

 To be alone with you 
Just you and me 
Now won't you tell me true 
Ain't that the way it oughta be? 
To hold each other tight 
The whole night through 
Ev'rything is always right 
When I'm alone with you. 
 
To be alone with you 
At the close of the day 
With only you in view 
While evening slips away 
It only goes to show 
That while life's pleasures be few 
The only one I know 
Is when I'm alone with you. 
 
They say that nighttime is the right time 
To be with the one you love 
Too many thoughts get in the way in the day 
But you're always what I'm thinkin' of 
I wish the night were here 
Bringin' me all of your charms 
When only you are near 
To hold me in your arms. 
 
I'll always thank the Lord 
When my working day's through 
I get my sweet reward 
To be alone with you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TO RAMONA

 Ramona, come closer, 
Shut softly your watery eyes. 
The pangs of your sadness 
Shall pass as your senses will rise. 
The flowers of the city 
Though breathlike, get deathlike at times. 
And there's no use in tryin' 
T' deal with the dyin', 
Though I cannot explain that in lines. 
 
Your cracked country lips, 
I still wish to kiss, 
As to be under the strength of your skin. 
Your magnetic movements 
Still capture the minutes I'm in. 
But it grieves my heart, love, 
To see you tryin' to be a part of 
A world that just don't exist. 
It's all just a dream, babe, 
A vacuum, a scheme, babe, 
That sucks you into feelin' like this. 
 
I can see that your head 
Has been twisted and fed 
By worthless foam from the mouth. 
I can tell you are torn 
Between stayin' and returnin' 
On back to the South. 
You've been fooled into thinking 
That the finishin' end is at hand. 
Yet there's no one to beat you, 
No one t' defeat you, 
'Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad. 
 
I've heard you say many times 
That you're better 'n no one 
And no one is better 'n you. 
If you really believe that, 
You know you got 
Nothing to win and nothing to lose. 
From fixtures and forces and friends, 
Your sorrow does stem, 
That hype you and type you, 
Making you feel 
That you must be exactly like them. 
 
I'd forever talk to you, 
But soon my words, 
They would turn into a meaningless ring. 
For deep in my heart 
I know there is no help I can bring. 
Everything passes, 
Everything changes, 
Just do what you think you should do. 
And someday maybe, 
Who knows, baby, 
I'll come and be cryin' to you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TO RAMONA

 Ramona, come closer, 
Shut softly your watery eyes. 
The pangs of your sadness 
Shall pass as your senses will rise. 
The flowers of the city 
Though breathlike, get deathlike at times. 
And there's no use in tryin' 
T' deal with the dyin', 
Though I cannot explain that in lines. 
 
Your cracked country lips, 
I still wish to kiss, 
As to be under the strength of your skin. 
Your magnetic movements 
Still capture the minutes I'm in. 
But it grieves my heart, love, 
To see you tryin' to be a part of 
A world that just don't exist. 
It's all just a dream, babe, 
A vacuum, a scheme, babe, 
That sucks you into feelin' like this. 
 
I can see that your head 
Has been twisted and fed 
By worthless foam from the mouth. 
I can tell you are torn 
Between stayin' and returnin' 
On back to the South. 
You've been fooled into thinking 
That the finishin' end is at hand. 
Yet there's no one to beat you, 
No one t' defeat you, 
'Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad. 
 
I've heard you say many times 
That you're better 'n no one 
And no one is better 'n you. 
If you really believe that, 
You know you got 
Nothing to win and nothing to lose. 
From fixtures and forces and friends, 
Your sorrow does stem, 
That hype you and type you, 
Making you feel 
That you must be exactly like them. 
 
I'd forever talk to you, 
But soon my words, 
They would turn into a meaningless ring. 
For deep in my heart 
I know there is no help I can bring. 
Everything passes, 
Everything changes, 
Just do what you think you should do. 
And someday maybe, 
Who knows, baby, 
I'll come and be cryin' to you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TOMBSTONE BLUES

 The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course 
The city fathers they're trying to endorse 
The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse 
But the town has no need to be nervous 
 
The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits 
To Jezebel the nun she violently knits 
A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits 
At the head of the chamber of commerce 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
The hysterical bride in the penny arcade 
Screaming she moans, I've just been made 
Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade 
Says, My advice is to not let the boys in 
 
Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside 
He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride 
 Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride 
You will not die, it's not poison 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief 
Looks up at his hero the Commander in Chief 
Saying, Tell me great hero, but please make it brief 
Is there a hole for me to get sick in? 
 
The Commander in Chief answers him while chasing a fly 
Saying, Death to all those who would whimper and cry 
And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky 
Saving, The sun's not yellow it's chicken 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save 
Puts jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves 
Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves 
Then sends them out to the jungle 
 
Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their camps 
With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps 
With a fantastic collection of stamps 
To win friends and influence his uncle 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
The geometry of innocent flesh on the bone 
Causes Galileo's math book to get thrown 
At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone 
But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter 
 
Now I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill 
I would set him in chains at the top of the hill 
Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B. DeMille 
He could die happily ever after 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
Where Ma Raney and Beethoven once unwrapped their bed roll 
Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole 
And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul 
To the old folks home and the college 
 
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain 
That could hold you dear lady from going insane 
That could ease you and cool you and cease the pain 
Of your useless and pointless knowledge 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 


 

BOB DYLAN
TOMBSTONE BLUES

 The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course 
The city fathers they're trying to endorse 
The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse 
But the town has no need to be nervous 
 
The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits 
To Jezebel the nun she violently knits 
A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits 
At the head of the chamber of commerce 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
The hysterical bride in the penny arcade 
Screaming she moans, I've just been made 
Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade 
Says, My advice is to not let the boys in 
 
Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside 
He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride 
 Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride 
You will not die, it's not poison 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief 
Looks up at his hero the Commander in Chief 
Saying, Tell me great hero, but please make it brief 
Is there a hole for me to get sick in? 
 
The Commander in Chief answers him while chasing a fly 
Saying, Death to all those who would whimper and cry 
And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky 
Saving, The sun's not yellow it's chicken 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save 
Puts jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves 
Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves 
Then sends them out to the jungle 
 
Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their camps 
With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps 
With a fantastic collection of stamps 
To win friends and influence his uncle 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
The geometry of innocent flesh on the bone 
Causes Galileo's math book to get thrown 
At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone 
But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter 
 
Now I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill 
I would set him in chains at the top of the hill 
Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B. DeMille 
He could die happily ever after 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
Where Ma Raney and Beethoven once unwrapped their bed roll 
Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole 
And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul 
To the old folks home and the college 
 
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain 
That could hold you dear lady from going insane 
That could ease you and cool you and cease the pain 
Of your useless and pointless knowledge 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 


 

BOB DYLAN
TOMBSTONE BLUES

 The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course 
The city fathers they're trying to endorse 
The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse 
But the town has no need to be nervous 
 
The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits 
To Jezebel the nun she violently knits 
A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits 
At the head of the chamber of commerce 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
The hysterical bride in the penny arcade 
Screaming she moans, I've just been made 
Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade 
Says, My advice is to not let the boys in 
 
Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside 
He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride 
 Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride 
You will not die, it's not poison 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief 
Looks up at his hero the Commander in Chief 
Saying, Tell me great hero, but please make it brief 
Is there a hole for me to get sick in? 
 
The Commander in Chief answers him while chasing a fly 
Saying, Death to all those who would whimper and cry 
And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky 
Saving, The sun's not yellow it's chicken 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save 
Puts jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves 
Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves 
Then sends them out to the jungle 
 
Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their camps 
With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps 
With a fantastic collection of stamps 
To win friends and influence his uncle 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
The geometry of innocent flesh on the bone 
Causes Galileo's math book to get thrown 
At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone 
But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter 
 
Now I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill 
I would set him in chains at the top of the hill 
Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B. DeMille 
He could die happily ever after 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
Where Ma Raney and Beethoven once unwrapped their bed roll 
Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole 
And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul 
To the old folks home and the college 
 
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain 
That could hold you dear lady from going insane 
That could ease you and cool you and cease the pain 
Of your useless and pointless knowledge 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 


 

BOB DYLAN
TOMBSTONE BLUES

 The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course 
The city fathers they're trying to endorse 
The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse 
But the town has no need to be nervous 
 
The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits 
To Jezebel the nun she violently knits 
A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits 
At the head of the chamber of commerce 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
The hysterical bride in the penny arcade 
Screaming she moans, I've just been made 
Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade 
Says, My advice is to not let the boys in 
 
Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside 
He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride 
 Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride 
You will not die, it's not poison 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief 
Looks up at his hero the Commander in Chief 
Saying, Tell me great hero, but please make it brief 
Is there a hole for me to get sick in? 
 
The Commander in Chief answers him while chasing a fly 
Saying, Death to all those who would whimper and cry 
And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky 
Saving, The sun's not yellow it's chicken 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save 
Puts jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves 
Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves 
Then sends them out to the jungle 
 
Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their camps 
With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps 
With a fantastic collection of stamps 
To win friends and influence his uncle 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
The geometry of innocent flesh on the bone 
Causes Galileo's math book to get thrown 
At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone 
But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter 
 
Now I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill 
I would set him in chains at the top of the hill 
Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B. DeMille 
He could die happily ever after 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 
 
Where Ma Raney and Beethoven once unwrapped their bed roll 
Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole 
And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul 
To the old folks home and the college 
 
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain 
That could hold you dear lady from going insane 
That could ease you and cool you and cease the pain 
Of your useless and pointless knowledge 
 
Mama's in the fact'ry 
She ain't got no shoes 
Daddy's in the alley 
He's lookin' for the fuse 
I'm in the streets 
With the tombstone blues 


 

BOB DYLAN
TOMORROW IS A LONG TIME

 If today was not an endless highway, 
If tonight was not a crooked trail, 
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time, 
Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all. 
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin', 
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a softly poundin', 
Only if she was lyin' by me, 
Then I'd lie in my bed once again. 
 
I can't see my reflection in the waters, 
I can't speak the sounds that show no pain, 
I can't hear the echo of my footsteps, 
Or can't remember the sound of my own name. 
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin', 
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a softly poundin', 
Only if she was lyin' by me, 
Then I'd lie in my bed once again. 
 
There's beauty in the silver, singin' river, 
There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky, 
But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty 
That I remember in my true love's eyes. 
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin', 
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a softly poundin', 
Only if she was lyin' by me, 
Then I'd lie in my bed once again. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TOMORROW NIGHT

 Tomorrow night, will you remember what you said to night ? 
Tomorrow night, will all the thrill be gone ? 
Tomorrow night, will it be just another memory 
Or just another song, that's in my heart to linger on ? 
 
Your lips are so tender, your heart is beating fast 
And you willingly surrender to me, my darling will it last ? 
Tomorrow night, will you be with me when the moon is bright ? 
Tomorrow night, will you say those lovely things you said tonight ? 
 
Your lips are so tender, your heart is beating fast 
And you willingly surrender to me, my darling will it last ? 
Tomorrow night, will you be with me when the moon is bright ? 
Tomorrow night, will you say those lovely things you said tonight ? 


 

BOB DYLAN
TONIGHT I'LL BE STAYING HERE WITH YOU

 Throw my ticket out the window, 
Throw my suitcase out there, too, 
Throw my troubles out the door, 
I don't need them any more 
'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. 
 
I should have left this town this morning 
But it was more than I could do. 
Oh, your love comes on so strong 
And I've waited all day long 
For tonight when I'll be staying here with you. 
 
Is it really any wonder 
The love that a stranger might receive. 
You cast your spell and I went under, 
I find it so difficult to leave. 
 
I can hear that whistle blowin', 
I see that stationmaster, too, 
If there's a poor boy on the street, 
Then let him have my seat 
'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. 
 
Throw my ticket out the window, 
Throw my suitcase out there, too, 
Throw my troubles out the door, 
I don't need them any more 
'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TONIGHT I'LL BE STAYING HERE WITH YOU

 Throw my ticket out the window, 
Throw my suitcase out there, too, 
Throw my troubles out the door, 
I don't need them any more 
'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. 
 
I should have left this town this morning 
But it was more than I could do. 
Oh, your love comes on so strong 
And I've waited all day long 
For tonight when I'll be staying here with you. 
 
Is it really any wonder 
The love that a stranger might receive. 
You cast your spell and I went under, 
I find it so difficult to leave. 
 
I can hear that whistle blowin', 
I see that stationmaster, too, 
If there's a poor boy on the street, 
Then let him have my seat 
'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. 
 
Throw my ticket out the window, 
Throw my suitcase out there, too, 
Throw my troubles out the door, 
I don't need them any more 
'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TONIGHT I'LL BE STAYING HERE WITH YOU

 Throw my ticket out the window, 
Throw my suitcase out there, too, 
Throw my troubles out the door, 
I don't need them any more 
'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. 
 
I should have left this town this morning 
But it was more than I could do. 
Oh, your love comes on so strong 
And I've waited all day long 
For tonight when I'll be staying here with you. 
 
Is it really any wonder 
The love that a stranger might receive. 
You cast your spell and I went under, 
I find it so difficult to leave. 
 
I can hear that whistle blowin', 
I see that stationmaster, too, 
If there's a poor boy on the street, 
Then let him have my seat 
'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. 
 
Throw my ticket out the window, 
Throw my suitcase out there, too, 
Throw my troubles out the door, 
I don't need them any more 
'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you

 

BOB DYLAN
TOO MUCH OF NOTHING

 Now, too much of nothing 
Can make a man feel ill at ease. 
One man's temper might rise 
While another man's temper might freeze. 
In the day of confession 
We cannot mock a soul. 
Oh, when there's too much of nothing, 
No one has control. 
 
Say hello to Valerie 
Say hello to Vivian 
Send them all my salary 
On the waters of oblivion 
 
Too much of nothing 
Can make a man abuse a king. 
He can walk the streets and boast like most 
But he wouldn't know a thing. 
Now, it's all been done before, 
It's all been written in the book, 
But when there's too much of nothing, 
Nobody should look. 
 
Say hello to Valerie 
Say hello to Vivian 
Send them all my salary 
On the waters of oblivion 
 
Too much of nothing 
Can turn a man into a liar, 
It can cause one man to sleep on nails 
And another man to eat fire. 
Ev'rybody's doin' somethin', 
I heard it in a dream, 
But when there's too much of nothing, 
It just makes a fella mean. 
 
Say hello to Valerie 
Say hello to Vivian 
Send them all my salary 
On the waters of oblivion 


 

BOB DYLAN
TOUGH MAMA

 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. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TROUBLE

 Trouble in the city, trouble in the farm, 
You got your rabbit's foot, you got your good luck charm. 
But they can't help you none when there's trouble. 
 
Trouble, 
Trouble, trouble, trouble, 
Nothin' but trouble. 
 
Trouble in the water, trouble in the air, 
Go all the way to the other side of the world, you'll find trouble there. 
Revolution even ain't no solution for trouble. 
 
Trouble, 
Trouble, trouble, trouble, 
Nothin' but trouble. 
 
Drought and starvation, packaging of the soul, 
Persecution, execution, governments out of control. 
You can see the writing on the wall inviting trouble. 
 
Trouble, 
Trouble, trouble, trouble, 
Nothin' but trouble. 
 
Put your ear to the train tracks, put your ear to the ground, 
You ever feel like you're never alone even when there's nobody else around? 
Since the beginning of the universe man's been cursed by trouble. 
 
Trouble, 
Trouble, trouble, trouble, 
Nothin' but trouble. 
 
Nightclubs of the broken hearted, stadiums of the damned, 
Legislature, perverted nature, doors that are rudely slammed. 
Look into infinity, all you see is trouble. 
 
Trouble, 
Trouble, trouble, trouble, 
Nothin' but trouble. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TRUE LOVE TENDS TO FORGET

 I'm getting weary looking in my baby's eyes 
When she's near me she's so hard to recognize. 
I finally realize there's no room for regret, 
True love, true love, true love tends to forget. 
 
Hold me, baby be near, 
You told me that you'd be sincere. 
Every day of the year's like playin' Russian roulette, 
True love, true love, true love tends to forget. 
 
I was lyin' down in the reeds without any oxygen 
I saw you in the wilderness among the men. 
Saw you drift into infinity and come back again 
All you got to do is wait and I'll tell you when. 
 
You're a tearjerker, baby, but I'm under your spell, 
You're a hard worker, baby, and I know you well. 
But this weekend in hell is making me sweat, 
True love, true love, true love tends to forget, 
True love, true love, true love tends to forget. 
 
I was lyin' down in the reeds without any oxygen 
I saw you in the wilderness among the men. 
Saw you drift into infinity and come back again 
All you got to do is wait and I'll tell you when. 
 
You belong to me, baby, without any doubt, 
Don't forsake me, baby, don't sell me out. 
Don't keep me knockin' about from Mexico to Tibet, 
True love, true love, true love tends to forget. 


 

BOB DYLAN
TRUST YOURSELF

 Trust yourself, 
Trust yourself to do the things that only you know best. 
Trust yourself, 
Trust yourself to do what's right and not be second guessed. 
Don't trust me to show you beauty 
When beauty may only turn to rust. 
If you need somebody you can trust, trust yourself. 
 
Trust yourself, 
Trust yourself to know the way that will prove true in the end. 
Trust yourself, 
Trust yourself to find the path where there is no if and when. 
Don't trust me to show you the truth 
When the truth may only be ashes and dust. 
If you want somebody you can trust, trust yourself. 
 
Well, you're on your own, you always were, 
In a land of wolves and thieves. 
Don't put your hope in ungodly man 
Or be a slave to what somebody else believes. 
 
Trust yourself 
And you won't be disappointed when vain people let you down. 
Trust yourself 
And look not for answers where no answers can be found. 
Don't trust me to show you love 
When my love may be only lust. 
If you want somebody you can trust, trust yourself.

 

BOB DYLAN
TRYIN' TO GET TO HEAVEN

 The air is getting hotter 
There's a rumbling in the skies 
I've been wading through the high muddy water 
With the heat rising in my eyes 
Every day your memory grows dimmer 
It doesn't haunt me like it did before 
I've been walking through the middle of nowhere 
Trying to get to heaven before they close the door 
 
When I was in Missouri 
They would not let me be 
I had to leave there in a hurry 
I only saw what they let me see 
You broke a heart that loved you 
Now you can seal up the book and not write anymore 
I've been walking that lonesome valley 
Trying to get to heaven before they close the door 
 
People on the platforms 
Waiting for the trains 
I can hear their hearts a beatin' 
Like pendulums swinging on chains 
When you think that you lost everything 
You find out you can always lose a little more 
I'm just going down the road feeling bad 
Trying to get to heaven before they close the door 
 
I'm going down the river 
Down to New Orleans 
They tell me everything is gonna be all right 
But I don't know what all right even means 
I was riding in a buggy with Miss Mary Jane 
Miss Mary Jane got a house in Baltimore 
I been all around the world, boys 
Now I'm trying to get to heaven before they close the door 
 
Gonna sleep down in the parlor 
And relive my dreams 
I'll close my eyes and I wonder 
If everything is as hollow as it seems 
Some trains don't pull no gamblers 
No midnight ramblers, like they did before 
I been to Sugar Town, I shook the sugar down 
Now I'm trying to get to heaven before they close the door 


 

BOB DYLAN
TURKEY CHASE

 (Instrumental)

 

BOB DYLAN
TWEEDLE DEE & TWEEDLE DUM

 Tweedle dee Dum and Tweedle dee Dee 
They're throwing knives into the tree 
Two big bags of dead man's bones 
Got their noses to the grindstones 
 
Living in the Land of Nod 
Trustin' their fate to the Hands of God 
They pass by so silently 
Tweedle dee Dum and Tweedle dee Dee 
 
Well, they're going to the country, they're gonna retire 
They're taking a streetcar named Desire 
Looking in the window at the pecan pie 
Lot of things they'd like they would never buy 
 
Neither one gonna turn and run 
They're making a voyage to the sun 
 His Master's voice is calling me, 
Says Tweedle dee Dum to Tweedle dee Dee 
 
Tweedle dee Dee and Tweedle dee Dum 
All that and more and then some 
They walk among the stately trees 
They know the secrets of the breeze 
 
Tweedle dee Dum said to Tweedle dee Dee 
 Your presence is obnoxious to me. 
They're like babies sittin' on a woman's knee 
Tweedle dee Dum and Tweedle dee Dee 
 
Well, the rain beating down on my windowpane 
I got love for you and it's all in vain 
Brains in the pot, they're beginning to boil 
They're dripping with garlic and olive oil 
 
Tweedle dee Dee he's on his hands and his knees 
Saying, Throw me somethin', Mister, please. 
 What's good for you is good for me, 
Says Tweedle dee Dum to Tweedle dee Dee 
 
Well, they're living in a happy harmony 
Tweedle dee Dum and Tweedle dee Dee 
They're one day older and a dollar short 
They've got a parade permit and a police escort 
 
They're lying low and they're makin' hay 
They seem determined to go all the way 
They run a brick and tile company 
Tweedle dee Dum and Tweedle dee Dee 
 
Well a childish dream is a deathless need 
And a noble truth is a sacred creed 
My pretty baby, she's lookin' around 
She's wearin' a multi thousand dollar gown 
 
Tweedle dee Dee is a lowdown, sorry old man 
Tweedle dee Dum, he'll stab you where you stand 
 I've had too much of your company, 
Says, Tweedle dee Dum to Tweedle dee Dee 


 

BOB DYLAN
TWO SOLDIERS

 He was just a blue eyed Boston boy, 
His voice was low with pain. 
 I'll do your bidding, comrade mine, 
If I ride back again. 
But if you ride back and I am left, 
You'll do as much for me, 
Mother, you know, must hear the news, 
So write to her tenderly. 
 
 She's waiting at home like a patient saint, 
Her fond face pale with woe. 
Her heart will be broken when I am gone, 
I'll see her soon, I know. 
Just then the order came to charge, 
For an instance hand touched hand. 
They said, Aye, and away they rode, 
That brave and devoted band. 
 
Straight was the track to the top of the hill, 
The rebels they shot and shelled, 
Plowed furrows of death through the toiling ranks, 
And guarded them as they fell. 
There soon came a horrible dying yell 
From heights that they could not gain, 
And those whom doom and death had spared 
Rode slowly back again. 
 
But among the dead that were left on the hill 
Was the boy with the curly hair. 
The tall dark man who rode by his side 
Lay dead beside him there. 
There's no one to write to the blue eyed girl 
The words that her lover had said. 
Momma, you know, awaits the news, 
And she'll only know he's dead. 


 

BOB DYLAN
UGLIEST GIRL IN THE WORLD

 The woman that I love she got a hook in her nose 
her eyebrows meet, she wears second hand clothes 
She speaks with a stutter and she walks with a hop 
I don't know why I love her but I just can't stop 
 
You know I love her 
Yeah I love her 
I'm in love with the Ugliest Girl in the World 
 
If I ever lose her I will go insane 
I go half crazy when she calls my name 
When she says babababababy I l l love you 
There ain't nothing in the world that I wouldn't do 
 
You know I love her 
Yeah I love her 
I'm in love with the Ugliest Girl in the World 
 
The woman that I love she got two flat feet 
Her knees knock together walking down the street 
She cracks her knuckles and she snores in bed 
She ain't much to look at but like I said 
 
You know I love her 
Yeah I love her 
I'm in love with the Ugliest Girl in the World 
 
I don't mean to say that she got nothing goin' 
She got a weird sense of humor that's all her own 
When I get low she sets me on my feet 
Got a five inch smile but her breath is sweet 
 
You know I love her 
Yeah I love her 
I'm in love with the Ugliest Girl in the World 
 
The woman that I love she a got a prizefighter nose 
Cauliflower ears and a run in her hose 
She speaks with a stutter and she walks with a hop 
I don't know why I love her but I just can't stop 


 

BOB DYLAN
UNBELIEVABLE

 It's unbelievable, it's strange but true, 
It's inconceivable it could happen to you. 
You go north and you go south 
Just like bait in the fish's mouth. 
Ya must be livin' in the shadow of some kind of evil star. 
It's unbelievable it would get this far. 
 
It's undeniable what they'd have you to think, 
It's indescribable it can drive you to drink. 
They said it was the land of milk and honey, 
now they say it's the land of money. 
Who ever thought they could ever make that stick. 
It's unbelievable you can get this rich this quick. 
 
Bridge 1: 
Every head is so dignified, every moon is so sanctified, 
Every urge is so satisfied as long as you're with me. 
All the silver, all the gold, all the sweethearts you can hold 
That don't come back with stories untold, are hanging on a tree. 
 
It's unbelievable like a lead balloon, 
It's so impossible to even learn the tune. 
Kill that beast and feed that swine, 
Scale that wall and smoke that vine, 
Feed that horse and saddle up the drum. 
It's unbelievable, the day would finally come. 
 
Bridge 2: 
Once there was a man who had no eyes, 
Every lady in the land told him lies, 
He stood beneath the silver skies 
And his heart began to bleed. 
Every brain is civilized, 
Every nerve is analyzed, 
Everything is criticized when you are in need. 
 
It's unbelievable, it's fancy free, 
So interchangeable, so delightful to see. 
Turn your back, wash your hands, 
There's always someone who understands 
It don't matter no more what you got to say 
It's unbelievable it would go down this way. 


 

BOB DYLAN
UNDER THE RED SKY

 There was a little boy and there was a little girl 
And they lived in an alley under the red sky. 
There was a little boy and there was a little girl 
And they lived in an alley under the red sky. 
 
There was an old man and he lived in the moon, 
One summer's day he came passing by. 
There was an old man and he lived in the moon, 
And one day he came passing by. 
 
Bridge 1: 
Someday little girl, everything for you is gonna be new 
Someday little girl you'll have a diamond as big as your shoe 
 
Let the wind blow low, let the wind blow high. 
One day the little boy and the little girl were both baked in a pie. 
Let the wind blow low, let the wind blow high. 
One day the little boy and the little girl were both baked in a pie. 
 
Bridge 2: 
This is the key to the kingdom and this is the town 
This is the blind horse that leads you around 
 
Let the bird sing, let the bird fly, 
One day the man in the moon went home and the river went dry. 
Let the bird sing, let the bird fly, 
The man in the moon went home and the river went dry

 

BOB DYLAN
UNDER THE RED SKY

 There was a little boy and there was a little girl 
And they lived in an alley under the red sky. 
There was a little boy and there was a little girl 
And they lived in an alley under the red sky. 
 
There was an old man and he lived in the moon, 
One summer's day he came passing by. 
There was an old man and he lived in the moon, 
And one day he came passing by. 
 
Bridge 1: 
Someday little girl, everything for you is gonna be new 
Someday little girl you'll have a diamond as big as your shoe 
 
Let the wind blow low, let the wind blow high. 
One day the little boy and the little girl were both baked in a pie. 
Let the wind blow low, let the wind blow high. 
One day the little boy and the little girl were both baked in a pie. 
 
Bridge 2: 
This is the key to the kingdom and this is the town 
This is the blind horse that leads you around 
 
Let the bird sing, let the bird fly, 
One day the man in the moon went home and the river went dry. 
Let the bird sing, let the bird fly, 
The man in the moon went home and the river went dry.

 

BOB DYLAN
UNDER YOUR SPELL

 Something about you that I can't shake, 
Don't know how much of this I can take, 
Baby I'm under your spell. 
 
I was knocked out and loaded in the naked night. 
When my last dream exploded, I noticed your light. 
Baby, oh what a story I could tell. 
 
It's been nice seeing you, you read me like a book 
If you ever want to reach me, you know where to look. 
Baby, I'll be at the same hotel. 
 
I'd like to help you but I'm in a bit of a jam, 
I'll call you tomorrow if there's phones where I am. 
Baby, caught between heaven and hell. 
 
But I will be back, I will survive, 
You'll never get rid of me as long as you're alive. 
Baby, can't you tell. 
 
Well it's four in the morning by the sound of the birds, 
I'm starin' at your picture, I'm hearin' your words. 
Baby, they ring in my head like a bell. 
 
Everywhere you go it's enough to break hearts 
Someone always gets hurt, a fire always starts. 
You were too hot to handle, you were breaking every vow. 
I trusted you, baby, you can trust me now. 
 
Turn back, baby, wipe your eye, 
Don't think I'm leaving you here without a kiss goodbye. 
Baby, is there anything left to tell? 
 
I'll see you later when I'm not so out of my head, 
Maybe next time I'll let the dead bury the dead. 
Baby, what more can I tell? 
 
Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed, 
Pray that I don't die of thirst, 
Baby, two feet from the well. 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
UNION SUNDOWN

 Well, my shoes, they come from Singapore, 
My flashlight's from Taiwan, 
My tablecloth's from Malaysia, 
My belt buckle's from the Amazon. 
You know, this shirt I wear comes from the Philippines 
And the car I drive is a Chevrolet, 
It was put together down in Argentina 
By a guy makin' thirty cents a day. 
 
Well, it's sundown on the union 
And what's made in the U.S.A. 
Sure was a good idea 
'Til greed got in the way. 
 
Well, this silk dress is from Hong Kong 
And the pearls are from Japan. 
Well, the dog collar's from India 
And the flower pot's from Pakistan. 
All the furniture, it says Made in Brazil 
Where a woman, she slaved for sure 
Bringin' home thirty cents a day to a family of twelve, 
You know, that's a lot of money to her. 
 
Well, it's sundown on the union 
And what's made in the U.S.A. 
Sure was a good idea 
'Til greed got in the way. 
 
Well, you know, lots of people complainin' that there is no work. 
I say, Why you say that for 
When nothin' you got is U.S. made? 
They don't make nothin' here no more, 
You know, capitalism is above the law. 
It say, It don't count 'less it sells. 
When it costs too much to build it at home 
You just build it cheaper someplace else. 
 
Well, it's sundown on the union 
And what's made in the U.S.A. 
Sure was a good idea 
'Til greed got in the way. 
 
Well, the job that you used to have, 
They gave it to somebody down in El Salvador. 
The unions are big business, friend, 
And they're goin' out like a dinosaur. 
They used to grow food in Kansas 
Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw. 
I can see the day coming when even your home garden 
Is gonna be against the law. 
 
Well, it's sundown on the union 
And what's made in the U.S.A. 
Sure was a good idea 
'Til greed got in the way. 
 
Democracy don't rule the world, 
You'd better get that in your head. 
This world is ruled by violence 
But I guess that's better left unsaid. 
From Broadway to the Milky Way, 
That's a lot of territory indeed 
And a man's gonna do what he has to do 
When he's got a hungry mouth to feed. 
 
Well, it's sundown on the union 
And what's made in the U.S.A. 
Sure was a good idea 
'Til greed got in the way. 


 

BOB DYLAN
UP ON CRIPPLE CREEK

 When I get off of this mountain 
You know where I want to go 
Straight down the Mississippi river 
To the Gulf of Mexico 
 
To Lake Charles, Louisiana 
Little Bessie, a girl that I once knew 
And she told me just to come on by 
If there's anything she could do 
 
 
[Chorus:] 
Up on Cripple Creek she sends me 
If I spring a leak she mends me 
I don't have to speak she defends me 
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one 
 
Good luck had just stung me 
To the race track I did go 
She bet on one horse to win 
And I bet on another to show 
 
Odds were in my favor 
I had him five to one 
When that nag to win came around the track 
Sure enough he had won 
 
[Chorus] 
 
I took up all of my winnings 
And I gave my little Bessie half 
And she tore it up and blew it in my face 
Just for a laugh 
 
Now there's one thing in the whole wide world 
I sure would like to see 
That's when that little love of mine 
Dips her doughnut in my tea 
 
[Chorus] 
 
Now me and my mate were back at the shack 
We had Spike Jones on the box 
She said, I can't take the way he sings 
But I love to hear him talk 
 
Now that just gave my heart a fall 
To the bottom of my feet 
And I swore as I took another pull 
My Bessie can't be beat 
 
[Chorus] 
 
Now, it's hot in California 
And up north it's freezing cold 
And this living off the road 
Is getting pretty old 
 
So I guess I'll call up my big mama 
Tell her I'll be rolling in 
Bet you know, deep down, I'm kinda tempted 
To go and see my Bessie again 
 
[Chorus] 


 

BOB DYLAN
UP TO ME

 Everything went from bad to worse, money never changed a thing, 
Death kept followin', trackin' us down, at least I heard your bluebird sing. 
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy, 
I know you're long gone, 
I guess it must be up to me. 
 
If I'd thought about it I never would've done it, I guess I would've let it slide, 
If I'd lived my life by what others were thinkin', the heart inside me would've died. 
I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity, 
Someone had to reach for the risin' star, 
I guess it was up to me. 
 
Oh, the Union Central is pullin' out and the orchids are in bloom, 
I've only got me one good shirt left and it smells of stale perfume. 
In fourteen months I've only smiled once and I didn't do it consciously, 
Somebody's got to find your trail, 
I guess it must be up to me. 
 
It was like a revelation when you betrayed me with your touch, 
I'd just about convinced myself that nothin' had changed that much. 
The old Rounder in the iron mask slipped me the master key, 
Somebody had to unlock your heart, 
He said it was up to me. 
 
Well, I watched you slowly disappear down into the officers' club, 
I would've followed you in the door but I didn't have a ticket stub. 
So I waited all night 'til the break of day, hopin' one of us could get free, 
When the dawn came over the river bridge, 
I knew it was up to me. 
 
Oh, the only decent thing I did when I worked as a postal clerk 
Was to haul your picture down off the wall near the cage where I used to work. 
Was I a fool or not to try to protect your identity? 
You looked a little burned out, my friend, 
I thought it might be up to me. 
 
Well, I met somebody face to face and I had to remove my hat, 
She's everything I need and love but I can't be swayed by that. 
It frightens me, the awful truth of how sweet life can be, 
But she ain't a gonna make me move, 
I guess it must be up to me. 
 
We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex, 
It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects. 
When you bite off more than you can chew you pay the penalty, 
Somebody's got to tell the tale, 
I guess it must be up to me. 
 
Well, Dupree came in pimpin' tonight to the Thunderbird Cafe, 
Crystal wanted to talk to him, I had to look the other way. 
Well, I just can't rest without you, love, I need your company, 
But you ain't a gonna cross the line, 
I guess it must be up to me. 
 
There's a note left in the bottle, you can give it to Estelle, 
She's the one you been wond'rin' about, but there's really nothin' much to tell. 
We both heard voices for a while, now the rest is history, 
Somebody's got to cry some tears, 
I guess it must be up to me. 
 
So go on, boys, and play your hands, life is a pantomime, 
The ringleaders from the county seat say you don't have all that much time. 
And the girl with me behind the shades, she ain't my property, 
One of us has got to hit the road, 
I guess it must be up to me. 
 
And if we never meet again, baby, remember me, 
How my lone guitar played sweet for you that old time melody. 
And the harmonica around my neck, I blew it for you, free, 
No one else could play that tune, 
You know it was up to me. 


 

BOB DYLAN
VISIONS OF JOHANNA

 Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet? 
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it 
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it 
Lights flicker from the opposite loft 
In this room the heat pipes just cough 
The country music station plays soft 
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off 
Just Louise and her lover so entwined 
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind 
 
In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain 
And the all night girls they whisper of escapades out on the D train 
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight 
Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane 
Louise, she's all right, she's just near 
She's delicate and seems like the mirror 
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear 
That Johanna's not here 
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face 
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place 
 
Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously 
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously 
And when bringing her name up 
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me 
He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all 
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall 
How can I explain? 
Oh, it's so hard to get on 
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn 
 
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial 
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while 
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues 
You can tell by the way she smiles 
See the primitive wallflower freeze 
When the jelly faced women all sneeze 
Hear the one with the mustache say, Jeeze 
I can't find my knees 
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule 
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel 
 
The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him 
Sayin', Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him 
But like Louise always says 
 Ya can't look at much, can ya man? 
As she, herself, prepares for him 
And Madonna, she still has not showed 
We see this empty cage now corrode 
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed 
The fiddler, he now steps to the road 
He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed 
On the back of the fish truck that loads 
While my conscience explodes 
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain 
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain 


 

BOB DYLAN
VISIONS OF JOHANNA

 Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet? 
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it 
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it 
Lights flicker from the opposite loft 
In this room the heat pipes just cough 
The country music station plays soft 
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off 
Just Louise and her lover so entwined 
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind 
 
In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain 
And the all night girls they whisper of escapades out on the D train 
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight 
Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane 
Louise, she's all right, she's just near 
She's delicate and seems like the mirror 
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear 
That Johanna's not here 
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face 
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place 
 
Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously 
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously 
And when bringing her name up 
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me 
He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all 
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall 
How can I explain? 
Oh, it's so hard to get on 
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn 
 
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial 
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while 
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues 
You can tell by the way she smiles 
See the primitive wallflower freeze 
When the jelly faced women all sneeze 
Hear the one with the mustache say, Jeeze 
I can't find my knees 
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule 
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel 
 
The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him 
Sayin', Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him 
But like Louise always says 
 Ya can't look at much, can ya man? 
As she, herself, prepares for him 
And Madonna, she still has not showed 
We see this empty cage now corrode 
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed 
The fiddler, he now steps to the road 
He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed 
On the back of the fish truck that loads 
While my conscience explodes 
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain 
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain 


 

BOB DYLAN
VISIONS OF JOHANNA

 Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet? 
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it 
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it 
Lights flicker from the opposite loft 
In this room the heat pipes just cough 
The country music station plays soft 
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off 
Just Louise and her lover so entwined 
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind 
 
In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain 
And the all night girls they whisper of escapades out on the D train 
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight 
Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane 
Louise, she's all right, she's just near 
She's delicate and seems like the mirror 
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear 
That Johanna's not here 
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face 
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place 
 
Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously 
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously 
And when bringing her name up 
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me 
He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all 
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall 
How can I explain? 
Oh, it's so hard to get on 
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn 
 
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial 
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while 
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues 
You can tell by the way she smiles 
See the primitive wallflower freeze 
When the jelly faced women all sneeze 
Hear the one with the mustache say, Jeeze 
I can't find my knees 
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule 
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel 
 
The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him 
Sayin', Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him 
But like Louise always says 
 Ya can't look at much, can ya man? 
As she, herself, prepares for him 
And Madonna, she still has not showed 
We see this empty cage now corrode 
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed 
The fiddler, he now steps to the road 
He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed 
On the back of the fish truck that loads 
While my conscience explodes 
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain 
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain 


 

BOB DYLAN
WALKIN' DOWN THE LINE

 Well, I'm walkin' down the line, 
I'm walkin' down the line 
An' I'm walkin' down the line. 
My feet'll be a flyin' 
To tell about my troubled mind. 
 
I got a heavy headed gal 
I got a heavy headed gal 
I got a heavy headed gal 
She ain't feelin' well 
When she's better only time will tell 
 
Well, I'm walkin' down the line, 
I'm walkin' down the line 
An' I'm walkin' down the line. 
My feet'll be a flyin' 
To tell about my troubled mind. 
 
My money comes and goes 
My money comes and goes 
My money comes and goes 
And rolls and flows and rolls and flows 
Through the holes in the pockets in my clothes 
 
Well, I'm walkin' down the line, 
I'm walkin' down the line 
An' I'm walkin' down the line. 
My feet'll be a flyin' 
To tell about my troubled mind. 
 
I see the morning light 
I see the morning light 
Well it's not because 
I'm an early riser 
I didn't go to sleep last night 
 
Well, I'm walkin' down the line, 
I'm walkin' down the line 
An' I'm walkin' down the line. 
My feet'll be a flyin' 
To tell about my troubled mind. 
 
I got my walkin' shoes 
I got my walkin' shoes 
I got my walkin' shoes 
An' I ain't a gonna lose 
I believe I got the walkin' blues 
 
Well, I'm walkin' down the line, 
I'm walkin' down the line 
An' I'm walkin' down the line. 
My feet'll be a flyin' 
To tell about my troubled mind. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WALLFLOWER

 Wallflower, wallflower 
Won't you dance with me? 
I'm sad and lonely too. 
Wallflower, wallflower 
Won't you dance with me? 
I'm fallin' in love with you. 
 
Just like you I'm wondrin' what I'm doin' here. 
Just like you I'm wondrin' what's goin' on. 
 
Wallflower, wallflower 
Won't you dance with me? 
The night will soon be gone. 
 
I have seen you standing in the smoky haze 
And I know that you're gonna be mine one of these days, 
Mine alone. 
 
Wallflower, wallflower 
Take a chance on me. 
Please let me ride you home.

 

BOB DYLAN
WALLS OF RED WING

 Oh, the age of the inmates 
I remember quite freely: 
No younger than twelve, 
No older 'n seventeen. 
Thrown in like bandits 
And cast off like criminals, 
Inside the walls, 
The walls of Red Wing. 
 
From the dirty old mess hall 
You march to the brick wall, 
Too weary to talk 
And too tired to sing. 
Oh, it's all afternoon 
You remember your home town, 
Inside the walls, 
The walls of Red Wing. 
 
Oh, the gates are cast iron 
And the walls are barbed wire. 
Stay far from the fence 
With the 'lectricity sting. 
And it's keep down your head 
And stay in your number, 
Inside the walls, 
The walls of Red Wing. 
 
Oh, it's fare thee well 
To the deep hollow dungeon, 
Farewell to the boardwalk 
That takes you to the screen. 
And farewell to the minutes 
They threaten you with it, 
Inside the walls, 
The walls of Red Wing. 
 
It's many a guard 
That stands around smilin', 
Holdin' his club 
Like he was a king. 
Hopin' to get you 
Behind a wood pilin', 
Inside the walls, 
The walls of Red Wing. 
 
The night aimed shadows 
Through the crossbar windows, 
And the wind punched hard 
To make the wall siding sing. 
It's many a night I pretended to be a sleepin', 
Inside the walls, 
The walls of Red Wing. 
 
As the rain rattled heavy 
On the bunk house shingles, 
And the sounds in the night, 
They made my ears ring. 
'Til the keys of the guards 
Clicked the tune of the morning, 
Inside the walls, 
The walls of Red Wing. 
 
Oh, some of us'll end up 
In St. Cloud Prison, 
And some of us'll wind up 
To be lawyers and things, 
And some of us'll stand up 
To meet you on your crossroads, 
From inside the walls, 
The walls of Red Wing. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WATCHING THE RIVER FLOW

 What's the matter with me, 
I don't have much to say, 
Daylight sneakin' through the window 
And I'm still in this all night cafe. 
Walkin' to and fro beneath the moon 
Out to where the trucks are rollin' slow, 
To sit down on this bank of sand 
And watch the river flow. 
 
Wish I was back in the city 
Instead of this old bank of sand, 
With the sun beating down over the chimney tops 
And the one I love so close at hand. 
If I had wings and I could fly, 
I know where I would go. 
But right now I'll just sit here so contentedly 
And watch the river flow. 
 
People disagreeing on all just about everything, yeah, 
Makes you stop and all wonder why. 
Why only yesterday I saw somebody on the street 
Who just couldn't help but cry. 
Oh, this ol' river keeps on rollin', though, 
No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow, 
And as long as it does I'll just sit here 
And watch the river flow. 
 
People disagreeing everywhere you look, 
Makes you wanna stop and read a book. 
Why only yesterday I saw somebody on the street 
That was really shook. 
But this ol' river keeps on rollin', though, 
No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow, 
And as long as it does I'll just sit here 
And watch the river flow. 
 
Watch the river flow, 
Watchin' the river flow, 
Watchin' the river flow, 
But I'll sit down on this bank of sand 
And watch the river flow. 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
WATERED DOWN LOVE

 Love that's pure hopes all things, 
Believes all things, won't pull no strings, 
Won't sneak up into your room, tall, dark and handsome, 
Capture your heart and hold it for ransom. 
 
You don't want a love that's pure 
You wanna drown love 
You want a watered down love 
 
Love that's pure, it don't make no claims, 
Intercedes for you 'stead of casting you blame, 
Will not deceive you or lead you to transgression, 
Won't write it up and make you sign a false confession. 
 
You don't want a love that's pure 
You wanna drown love 
You want a watered down love 
 
Love that's pure won't lead you astray, 
Won't hold you back, won't mess up your day, 
Won't pervert you, corrupt you with stupid wishes, 
It don't make you envious, it don't make you suspicious. 
 
You don't want a love that's pure 
You wanna drown love 
You want a watered down love 
 
Love that's pure ain't no accident, 
Always on time, is always content, 
An eternal flame, quietly burning, 
Never needs to be proud, restlessly yearning. 
 
You don't want a love that's pure 
You wanna drown love 
You want a watered down love 


 

BOB DYLAN
WE BETTER TALK THIS OVER

 I think we better talk this over 
Maybe when we both get sober 
You'll understand I'm only a man 
Doin' the best that I can. 
 
This situation can only get rougher. 
Why should we needlessly suffer? 
Let's call it a day, go our own different ways 
Before we decay. 
 
You don't have to be afraid of looking into my face, 
We've done nothing to each other time will not erase. 
 
I feel displaced, I got a low down feeling 
You been two faced, you been double dealing. 
I took a chance, got caught in the trance 
Of a downhill dance. 
 
Oh, child, why you wanna hurt me? 
I'm exiled, you can't convert me. 
I'm lost in the haze of your delicate ways 
With both eyes glazed. 
 
You don't have to yearn for love, you don't have to be alone, 
Somewheres in this universe there's a place that you can call home. 
 
I guess I'll be leaving tomorrow 
If I have to beg, steal or borrow. 
It'd be great to cross paths in a day and a half 
Look at each other and laugh. 
 
But I don't think it's liable to happen 
Like the sound of one hand clappin'. 
The vows that we kept are now broken and swept 
'Neath the bed where we slept. 
 
Don't think of me and fantasize on what we never had, 
Be grateful for what we've shared together and be glad. 
 
Why should we go on watching each other through a telescope? 
Eventually we'll hang ourselves on all this tangled rope. 
 
Oh, babe, time for a new transition 
I wish I was a magician. 
I would wave a wand and tie back the bond 
That we've both gone beyond. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WEDDING SONG

 I love you more than ever, more than time and more than love, 
I love you more than money and more than the stars above, 
Love you more than madness, more than waves upon the sea, 
Love you more than life itself, you mean that much to me. 
 
Ever since you walked right in, the circle's been complete, 
I've said goodbye to haunted rooms and faces in the street, 
To the courtyard of the jester which is hidden from the sun, 
I love you more than ever and I haven't yet begun. 
 
You breathed on me and made my life a richer one to live, 
When I was deep in poverty you taught me how to give, 
Dried the tears up from my dreams and pulled me from the hole, 
Quenched my thirst and satisfied the burning in my soul. 
 
You gave me babies one, two, three, what is more, you saved my life, 
Eye for eye and tooth for tooth, your love cuts like a knife, 
My thoughts of you don't ever rest, they'd kill me if I lie, 
I'd sacrifice the world for you and watch my senses die. 
 
The tune that is yours and mine to play upon this earth, 
We'll play it out the best we know, whatever it is worth, 
What's lost is lost, we can't regain what went down in the flood, 
But happiness to me is you and I love you more than blood. 
 
It's never been my duty to remake the world at large, 
Nor is it my intention to sound a battle charge, 
'Cause I love you more than all of that with a love that doesn't bend, 
And if there is eternity I'd love you there again. 
 
Oh, can't you see that you were born to stand by my side 
And I was born to be with you, you were born to be my bride, 
You're the other half of what I am, you're the missing piece 
And I love you more than ever with that love that doesn't cease. 
 
You turn the tide on me each day and teach my eyes to see, 
Just bein' next to you is a natural thing for me 
And I could never let you go, no matter what goes on, 
'Cause I love you more than ever now that the past is gone. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WENT TO SEE THE GYPSY

 Went to see the gypsy, 
Stayin' in a big hotel. 
He smiled when he saw me coming, 
And he said, Well, well, well. 
His room was dark and crowded, 
Lights were low and dim. 
 How are you? he said to me, 
I said it back to him. 
 
I went down to the lobby 
To make a small call out. 
A pretty dancing girl was there, 
And she began to shout, 
 Go on back to see the gypsy. 
He can move you from the rear, 
Drive you from your fear, 
Bring you through the mirror. 
He did it in Las Vegas, 
And he can do it here. 
 
Outside the lights were shining 
On the river of tears, 
I watched them from the distance 
With music in my ears. 
 
I went back to see the gypsy, 
It was nearly early dawn. 
The gypsy's door was open wide 
But the gypsy was gone, 
And that pretty dancing girl, 
She could not be found. 
So I watched that sun come rising 
From that little Minnesota town.

 

BOB DYLAN
WHEN HE RETURNS

 The iron hand it ain't no match for the iron rod, 
The strongest wall will crumble and fall to a mighty God. 
For all those who have eyes and all those who have ears 
It is only He who can reduce me to tears. 
Don't you cry and don't you die and don't you burn 
For like a thief in the night, He'll replace wrong with right 
When He returns. 
 
Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through, 
He unleashed His power at an unknown hour that no one knew. 
How long can I listen to the lies of prejudice? 
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness? 
Can I cast it aside, all this loyalty and this pride? 
Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease 
Until He returns? 
 
Surrender your crown on this blood stained ground, take off your mask, 
He sees your deeds, He knows your needs even before you ask. 
How long can you falsify and deny what is real? 
How long can you hate yourself for the weakness you conceal? 
Of every earthly plan that be known to man, He is unconcerned, 
He's got plans of His own to set up His throne 
When He returns. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WHEN I PAINT MY MASTERPIECE

 Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble, 
Ancient footprints are everywhere. 
You can almost think that you're seein' double 
On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs. 
Got to hurry on back to my hotel room, 
Where I've got me a date with Botticelli's niece. 
She promised that she'd be right there with me 
When I paint my masterpiece. 
 
Oh, the hours I've spent inside the Coliseum, 
Dodging lions and wastin' time. 
Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see 'em, 
Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb. 
Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory, 
When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese. 
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody 
When I paint my masterpiece. 
 
Sailin' 'round the world in a dirty gondola. 
Oh, to be back in the land of Coca Cola! 
 
I left Rome and landed in Brussels, 
On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried. 
Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin' muscles, 
Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside. 
Newspapermen eating candy 
Had to be held down by big police. 
Someday, everything is gonna be diff'rent 
When I paint my masterpiece. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WHEN I PAINT MY MASTERPIECE

 Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble, 
Ancient footprints are everywhere. 
You can almost think that you're seein' double 
On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs. 
Got to hurry on back to my hotel room, 
Where I've got me a date with Botticelli's niece. 
She promised that she'd be right there with me 
When I paint my masterpiece. 
 
Oh, the hours I've spent inside the Coliseum, 
Dodging lions and wastin' time. 
Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see 'em, 
Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb. 
Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory, 
When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese. 
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody 
When I paint my masterpiece. 
 
Sailin' 'round the world in a dirty gondola. 
Oh, to be back in the land of Coca Cola! 
 
I left Rome and landed in Brussels, 
On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried. 
Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin' muscles, 
Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside. 
Newspapermen eating candy 
Had to be held down by big police. 
Someday, everything is gonna be diff'rent 
When I paint my masterpiece. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WHEN THE NIGHT COMES FALLING FROM THE SKY

 Look out across the fields, see me returning, 
Smoke is in your eye, you draw a smile. 
From the fireplace where my letters to you are burning, 
You've had time to think about it for a while. 
 
Well, I've walked two hundred miles, now look me over, 
It's the end of the chase and the moon is high. 
It won't matter who loves who, 
You'll love me or I'll love you 
When the night comes falling from the sky. 
 
I can see through your walls and I know you're hurting, 
Sorrow covers you up like a cape. 
Only yesterday I know that you've been flirting 
With disaster that you managed to escape. 
 
I can't provide for you no easy answers, 
Who are you that I should have to lie? 
You'll know all about it, love, 
It'll fit you like a glove 
When the night comes falling from the sky. 
 
I can hear your trembling heart beat like a river, 
You must have been protecting someone last time I called. 
I've never asked you for nothing you couldn't deliver, 
I've never asked you to set yourself up for a fall. 
 
I saw thousands who could have overcome the darkness, 
For the love of a lousy buck, I've watched them die. 
Stick around, baby, we're not through, 
Don't look for me, I'll see you 
When the night comes falling from the sky. 
 
In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection, 
It was on the northern border of Texas where I crossed the line. 
I don't want to be a fool starving for affection, 
I don't want to drown in someone else's wine. 
 
For all eternity I think I will remember 
That icy wind that's howling in your eye. 
You will seek me and you'll find me In the wasteland of your mind 
When the night comes falling from the sky. 
 
Well, I sent you my feelings in a letter 
But you were gambling for support. 
This time tomorrow I'll know you better 
When my memory is not so short. 
 
This time I'm asking for freedom, 
Freedom from a world which you deny. 
And you'll give it to me now, 
I'll take it anyhow 
When the night comes falling from the sky. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WHEN THE NIGHT COMES FALLING FROM THE SKY

 Look out across the fields, see me returning, 
Smoke is in your eye, you draw a smile. 
From the fireplace where my letters to you are burning, 
You've had time to think about it for a while. 
 
Well, I've walked two hundred miles, now look me over, 
It's the end of the chase and the moon is high. 
It won't matter who loves who, 
You'll love me or I'll love you 
When the night comes falling from the sky. 
 
I can see through your walls and I know you're hurting, 
Sorrow covers you up like a cape. 
Only yesterday I know that you've been flirting 
With disaster that you managed to escape. 
 
I can't provide for you no easy answers, 
Who are you that I should have to lie? 
You'll know all about it, love, 
It'll fit you like a glove 
When the night comes falling from the sky. 
 
I can hear your trembling heart beat like a river, 
You must have been protecting someone last time I called. 
I've never asked you for nothing you couldn't deliver, 
I've never asked you to set yourself up for a fall. 
 
I saw thousands who could have overcome the darkness, 
For the love of a lousy buck, I've watched them die. 
Stick around, baby, we're not through, 
Don't look for me, I'll see you 
When the night comes falling from the sky. 
 
In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection, 
It was on the northern border of Texas where I crossed the line. 
I don't want to be a fool starving for affection, 
I don't want to drown in someone else's wine. 
 
For all eternity I think I will remember 
That icy wind that's howling in your eye. 
You will seek me and you'll find me In the wasteland of your mind 
When the night comes falling from the sky. 
 
Well, I sent you my feelings in a letter 
But you were gambling for support. 
This time tomorrow I'll know you better 
When my memory is not so short. 
 
This time I'm asking for freedom, 
Freedom from a world which you deny. 
And you'll give it to me now, 
I'll take it anyhow 
When the night comes falling from the sky. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WHEN THE SHIP COMES IN

 Oh the time will come up 
When the winds will stop 
And the breeze will cease to be breathin'. 
Like the stillness in the wind 
'Fore the hurricane begins, 
The hour when the ship comes in. 
 
Oh the seas will split 
And the ship will hit 
And the sands on the shoreline will be shaking. 
Then the tide will sound 
And the wind will pound 
And the morning will be breaking. 
 
Oh the fishes will laugh 
As they swim out of the path 
And the seagulls they'll be smiling. 
And the rocks on the sand 
Will proudly stand, 
The hour that the ship comes in. 
 
And the words that are used 
For to get the ship confused 
Will not be understood as they're spoken. 
For the chains of the sea 
Will have busted in the night 
And will be buried at the bottom of the ocean. 
 
A song will lift 
As the mainsail shifts 
And the boat drifts on to the shoreline. 
And the sun will respect 
Every face on the deck, 
The hour that the ship comes in. 
 
Then the sands will roll 
Out a carpet of gold 
For your weary toes to be a touchin'. 
And the ship's wise men 
Will remind you once again 
That the whole wide world is watchin'. 
 
Oh the foes will rise 
With the sleep still in their eyes 
And they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreamin'. 
But they'll pinch themselves and squeal 
And know that it's for real, 
The hour when the ship comes in. 
 
Then they'll raise their hands, 
Sayin' we'll meet all your demands, 
But we'll shout from the bow your days are numbered. 
And like Pharaoh's tribe, 
They'll be drownded in the tide, 
And like Goliath, they'll be conquered. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WHEN THE SHIP COMES IN

 Oh the time will come up 
When the winds will stop 
And the breeze will cease to be breathin'. 
Like the stillness in the wind 
'Fore the hurricane begins, 
The hour when the ship comes in. 
 
Oh the seas will split 
And the ship will hit 
And the sands on the shoreline will be shaking. 
Then the tide will sound 
And the wind will pound 
And the morning will be breaking. 
 
Oh the fishes will laugh 
As they swim out of the path 
And the seagulls they'll be smiling. 
And the rocks on the sand 
Will proudly stand, 
The hour that the ship comes in. 
 
And the words that are used 
For to get the ship confused 
Will not be understood as they're spoken. 
For the chains of the sea 
Will have busted in the night 
And will be buried at the bottom of the ocean. 
 
A song will lift 
As the mainsail shifts 
And the boat drifts on to the shoreline. 
And the sun will respect 
Every face on the deck, 
The hour that the ship comes in. 
 
Then the sands will roll 
Out a carpet of gold 
For your weary toes to be a touchin'. 
And the ship's wise men 
Will remind you once again 
That the whole wide world is watchin'. 
 
Oh the foes will rise 
With the sleep still in their eyes 
And they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreamin'. 
But they'll pinch themselves and squeal 
And know that it's for real, 
The hour when the ship comes in. 
 
Then they'll raise their hands, 
Sayin' we'll meet all your demands, 
But we'll shout from the bow your days are numbered. 
And like Pharaoh's tribe, 
They'll be drownded in the tide, 
And like Goliath, they'll be conquered. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WHEN THE SHIP COMES IN

 Oh the time will come up 
When the winds will stop 
And the breeze will cease to be breathin'. 
Like the stillness in the wind 
'Fore the hurricane begins, 
The hour when the ship comes in. 
 
Oh the seas will split 
And the ship will hit 
And the sands on the shoreline will be shaking. 
Then the tide will sound 
And the wind will pound 
And the morning will be breaking. 
 
Oh the fishes will laugh 
As they swim out of the path 
And the seagulls they'll be smiling. 
And the rocks on the sand 
Will proudly stand, 
The hour that the ship comes in. 
 
And the words that are used 
For to get the ship confused 
Will not be understood as they're spoken. 
For the chains of the sea 
Will have busted in the night 
And will be buried at the bottom of the ocean. 
 
A song will lift 
As the mainsail shifts 
And the boat drifts on to the shoreline. 
And the sun will respect 
Every face on the deck, 
The hour that the ship comes in. 
 
Then the sands will roll 
Out a carpet of gold 
For your weary toes to be a touchin'. 
And the ship's wise men 
Will remind you once again 
That the whole wide world is watchin'. 
 
Oh the foes will rise 
With the sleep still in their eyes 
And they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreamin'. 
But they'll pinch themselves and squeal 
And know that it's for real, 
The hour when the ship comes in. 
 
Then they'll raise their hands, 
Sayin' we'll meet all your demands, 
But we'll shout from the bow your days are numbered. 
And like Pharaoh's tribe, 
They'll be drownded in the tide, 
And like Goliath, they'll be conquered. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WHEN YOU AWAKE

 Ollie told me I'm a fool. So I 
walked on down the road a mile, Went to the house that brings a smile 
Sat upon my grandpa's knee, And what do you think he said to me? 
 
[Chorus:] 
When You Awake you will remember ev'rything, You will be 
hangin' on a string from your... When you believe, You will relieve the only soul 
That you were born with to grow old and never know 
 
Ollie showed me the fork in the road. 
You can take to the left or go straight to the right, 
Use your days and save your nights, 
Be careful where you step, and watch wha cha eat, 
Sleep with the light on and you got it beat. 
 
[Chorus] 
 
Ollie warned me it's a mean old world, 
The street don't greet ya, yes, it's true; 
But what am I supposed to do: 
Read the writing on the wall, 
I heard itwhen I was very small. 
 
[Chorus] 
 
Wash my hand in lye water, I got a date with the 
captains daughter. You can go and tell your brother. We sure gonna 
love one another, Oh! You 
may be right and ya might be wrong, I ain't gonna worry all day long. 
 
Snow's gonna come and the frost gonna bite, My old car froze 
up last night. Ain't no reason to hang your head I could wake up in the 
mornin' dead. Oh! And 
if I thought it would do any good, I'd stand on the rock where Moses stood. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WHERE TEARDROPS FALL

 Far Away where the soft wind blow, 
Far away from it all, 
There is a place you go 
Where teardrops fall. 
 
Far away in the stormy night, 
Far away and over the wall, 
You are there in the flickering light 
Where teardrops fall. 
 
We banged the drum slowly 
And played the fife lowly 
You know the song in my heart 
Bridge: In the turning of twilight 
In the shadows of moonlight 
You can show me a new place to start 
 
I've torn my clothes and I've drained the cup 
Strippin' away at it all, 
Thinking of you when the sun comes up 
Where teardrops fall. 
 
By rivers of blindness, 
In love and with kindness 
We could hold up a toast if we meet 
Bridge: To the cuttin' of fences 
To sharpen the senses 
That linger in the fireball heat. 
 
Roses are red, violets are blue 
And time is beginning to crawl, 
I just might have to come see you 
Where teardrops fall. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WIGGLE WIGGLE

 Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a gypsy queen, 
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle all dressed in green, 
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle 'til the moon is blue, 
Wiggle 'til the moon sees you. 
 
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle in your boots and shoes, 
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, you got nothing to lose, 
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, like a swarm of bees, 
Wiggle on your hands and knees. 
 
Bridge 1: 
Wiggle to the front, wiggle to the rear, 
Wiggle 'til you wiggle right out of here, 
Wiggle 'til it opens, wiggle 'til it shuts, 
Wiggle 'til it bites, wiggle 'til it cuts. 
 
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup, 
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a rolling hoop, 
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a ton of lead, 
Wiggle you can raise the dead. 
 
Bridge 2: 
Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher, 
Wiggle 'til you vomit fire, 
Wiggle 'til it whispers, wiggle 'til it hums, 
Wiggle 'til it answers, wiggle 'til it comes. 
 
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like satin and silk, 
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a pail of milk, 
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, rattle and shake, 
Wiggle like a big fat snake. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WIGWAM

 (Instrumental)

 

BOB DYLAN
WINTERLUDE

 Winterlude, Winterlude, oh darlin', 
Winterlude by the road tonight. 
Tonight there will be no quarrelin', 
Ev'rything is gonna be all right. 
Oh, I see by the angel beside me 
That love has a reason to shine. 
You're the one I adore, come over here and give me more, 
Then Winterlude, this dude thinks you're fine. 
 
Winterlude, Winterlude, my little apple, 
Winterlude by the corn in the field, 
Winterlude, let's go down to the chapel, 
Then come back and cook up a meal. 
Well, come out when the skating rink glistens 
By the sun, near the old crossroads sign. 
The snow is so cold, but our love can be bold, 
Winterlude, don't be rude, please be mine. 
 
Winterlude, Winterlude, my little daisy, 
Winterlude by the telephone wire, 
Winterlude, it's makin' me lazy, 
Come on, sit by the logs in the fire. 
The moonlight reflects from the window 
Where the snowflakes, they cover the sand. 
Come out tonight, ev'rything will be tight, 
Winterlude, this dude thinks you're grand. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WITH GOD ON OUR SIDE

 Oh my name it is nothin' 
My age it means less 
The country I come from 
Is called the Midwest 
I's taught and brought up there 
The laws to abide 
And that land that I live in 
Has God on its side. 
 
Oh the history books tell it 
They tell it so well 
The cavalries charged 
The Indians fell 
The cavalries charged 
The Indians died 
Oh the country was young 
With God on its side. 
 
Oh the Spanish American 
War had its day 
And the Civil War too 
Was soon laid away 
And the names of the heroes 
I's made to memorize 
With guns in their hands 
And God on their side. 
 
Oh the First World War, boys 
It closed out its fate 
The reason for fighting 
I never got straight 
But I learned to accept it 
Accept it with pride 
For you don't count the dead 
When God's on your side. 
 
When the Second World War 
Came to an end 
We forgave the Germans 
And we were friends 
Though they murdered six million 
In the ovens they fried 
The Germans now too 
Have God on their side. 
 
I've learned to hate Russians 
All through my whole life 
If another war starts 
It's them we must fight 
To hate them and fear them 
To run and to hide 
And accept it all bravely 
With God on my side. 
 
But now we got weapons 
Of the chemical dust 
If fire them we're forced to 
Then fire them we must 
One push of the button 
And a shot the world wide 
And you never ask questions 
When God's on your side. 
 
In a many dark hour 
I've been thinkin' about this 
That Jesus Christ 
Was betrayed by a kiss 
But I can't think for you 
You'll have to decide 
Whether Judas Iscariot 
Had God on his side. 
 
So now as I'm leavin' 
I'm weary as Hell 
The confusion I'm feelin' 
Ain't no tongue can tell 
The words fill my head 
And fall to the floor 
If God's on our side 
He'll stop the next war. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WITH GOD ON OUR SIDE

 Oh my name it is nothin' 
My age it means less 
The country I come from 
Is called the Midwest 
I's taught and brought up there 
The laws to abide 
And that land that I live in 
Has God on its side. 
 
Oh the history books tell it 
They tell it so well 
The cavalries charged 
The Indians fell 
The cavalries charged 
The Indians died 
Oh the country was young 
With God on its side. 
 
Oh the Spanish American 
War had its day 
And the Civil War too 
Was soon laid away 
And the names of the heroes 
I's made to memorize 
With guns in their hands 
And God on their side. 
 
Oh the First World War, boys 
It closed out its fate 
The reason for fighting 
I never got straight 
But I learned to accept it 
Accept it with pride 
For you don't count the dead 
When God's on your side. 
 
When the Second World War 
Came to an end 
We forgave the Germans 
And we were friends 
Though they murdered six million 
In the ovens they fried 
The Germans now too 
Have God on their side. 
 
I've learned to hate Russians 
All through my whole life 
If another war starts 
It's them we must fight 
To hate them and fear them 
To run and to hide 
And accept it all bravely 
With God on my side. 
 
But now we got weapons 
Of the chemical dust 
If fire them we're forced to 
Then fire them we must 
One push of the button 
And a shot the world wide 
And you never ask questions 
When God's on your side. 
 
In a many dark hour 
I've been thinkin' about this 
That Jesus Christ 
Was betrayed by a kiss 
But I can't think for you 
You'll have to decide 
Whether Judas Iscariot 
Had God on his side. 
 
So now as I'm leavin' 
I'm weary as Hell 
The confusion I'm feelin' 
Ain't no tongue can tell 
The words fill my head 
And fall to the floor 
If God's on our side 
He'll stop the next war. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WOOGIE BOOGIE

 (Instrumental)

 

BOB DYLAN
WORLD GONE WRONG

 1. Strange things have happened, like never before. 
My baby told me I would have to go. 
I can't be good no more, once like I did before. 
I can't be good, baby, 
Honey, because the world's gone wrong. 
 
2. Feel bad this morning, ain't got no home. 
No use in worrying, 'cause the world gone wrong, 
I can't be good no more, once like I did before. 
I can't be good, baby, 
Honey, because the world's gone wrong. 
 
3. I told you, baby, right to your head, 
If I didn't leave you I would have to kill you dead. 
I can't be good no more, once like I did before. 
I can't be good, baby, 
Honey, because the world's gone wrong. 
 
4. I tried to be loving and treat you kind, 
But it seems like you never right, you got no loyal mind. 
I can't be good no more, once like I did before. 
I can't be good, baby, 
Honey, because the world's gone wrong. 
 
5. If you have a woman and she don't treat you kind, 
Praise the Good Lord to get her out of your mind. 
I can't be good no more, once like I did before. 
I can't be good, baby, 
Honey, because the world's gone wrong. 
 
6. Said, when you been good now, can't do no more, 
Just tell her kindly, there is the front door. 
I can't be good no more, once like I did before. 
I can't be good, baby, 
Honey, because the world's gone wrong. 
 
7. Pack up my suitcase, give me my hat, 
No use to ask me, baby, 'cause I'll never be back. 
I can't be good no more, once like I did before. 
I can't be good, baby, 
Honey, because the world's gone wrong. 


 

BOB DYLAN
WORRIED BLUES

 I got those worried blues, 
And I got those worried blues, 
I got those worried blues, 
I got those worried blues, 
Lord, I'm a going where I never been before. 
 
I'm going where the chilly winds don't blow, 
I'm going where the chilly winds don't blow, 
Worried blues 
I'm going where the chilly winds don't blow, 
I'm going where the chilly winds don't blow, 
I'm going where the climate suits my clothes. 
 
Honey babe don't leave me now, 
Honey babe don't leave me now, 
Oh honey babe don't leave me now, 
Honey babe don't leave me now. 
I got trouble in my mind. 
Listen to that cold whistle blow, 
Lord listen to that cold whistle blow, 
Listen to that cold whistle blow, 
Listen to that cold whistle blow, 
I'm going where I'm never been before. 
So I got those worries blues, lord, 
I got the worried blues, 
I got the worried blues , 
And I got the worried blues. 
I'm a going where I never been before. 


 

BOB DYLAN
YAZOO STREET SCANDAL

 Stranded out in the night, 
Eliza took me down 
To see the widow give 
Rain to the town. 
It's against the law 
To be a tonic man, 
But the widow knows 
She's got the upper hand. 
So I went on in 
Feelin' kinda wheezy. 
You know she soothed my mind, boys, 
She rocked me kinda slow and easy 
All day and all night. 
 
Pick a card before you go 
It's a long trip to Mexico. 
 
Eliza wait by the door, 
I can't stay here anymore, no, no. 
 
Then she took a pill 
She washed her feet in the mud 
She said Look out son, 
You know, I just ordered a flood 
For forty days and forty nights . 
 
Then I dropped my shoes, 
Eliza called my name. 
She said it looked to her 
Like it's gonna rain. 
Then the cotton king 
Came in chokin' 
And the widow laughed and said: 
 I ain't jokin'. 
Take once for all 
She said Now don't ya tease me. 
I just fell in love, boy, 
So rock me kinda slow and kinda easy, 
All day and all night. 
 
Sweet William said 
With a drunken head: 
 If I had a boat, 
I'd help y'all float . 
Eliza stood there watching, 
William in a trance, 
As the widow did the St. Vitus dance. 
But just then an old man 
With a boat named Breezy 
Said: You can ride with Clyde, boys, 
If you rock it kinda slow and easy, 
All day and all night . 


 

BOB DYLAN
YE SHALL BE CHANGED

 You harbor resentment 
You know there ain't too much of a thrill 
You wish for contentment 
But you got an emptiness that can't be filled 
You've had enough hatred 
Your bones are breaking (and you) can't find nothing sacred, (but) 
 
Ye shall be changed, ye shall be changed 
In a twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows 
The dead will arise and burst out of your cloths 
And ye shall be changed 
 
Everything you've gotten 
You've gotten by sweat, blood and muscle 
From early in the morning 'til way past dark 
All you ever do is hustle 
All your loved ones have walked out the door 
You're not even sure 'bout your wife and kids no more, but 
 
Ye shall be changed, ye shall be changed 
In a twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows 
The dead will arise and burst out of your cloths 
And ye shall be changed 
 
(Now) the past don't control you 
But the future's like a roulette wheel spinning 
(And) deep down inside 
You know you need a whole new beginning 
Don't have to go to Russia or Iran 
Just surrender to God and He'll move you right here where you stand, and 
 
Ye shall be changed, ye shall be changed 
In a twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows 
The dead will arise and burst out of your cloths 
And ye shall be changed 
 
You drink bitter water 
And you been eating the bread of sorrow 
You can't live for today 
When all you're ever thinking of is tomorrow 
The path you've endured has been rough 
And when you've decided that you've had enough, then 
 
Ye shall be changed, ye shall be changed 
In a twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows 
The dead will arise and burst out of your cloths 
And ye shall be changed 
 


 

BOB DYLAN
YEA! HEAVY AND A BOTTLE OF BREAD

 Well, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus. 
The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed 
On the very next day, with a nose full of pus. 
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread 
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread 
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread 
 
It's a one track town, just brown, and a breeze, too, 
Pack up the meat, sweet, we're headin' out 
For Wichita in a pile of fruit. 
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout 
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout 
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout 
 
Now, pull that drummer out from behind that bottle. 
Bring me my pipe, we're gonna shake it. 
Slap that drummer with a pie that smells. 
Take me down to California, baby 
Take me down to California, baby 
Take me down to California, baby 
 
Yes, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus. 
The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed 
On the very next day, with a nose full of pus. 
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread 
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread 
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread 


 

BOB DYLAN
YOU AIN'T GOIN' NOWHERE

 Clouds so swift 
Rain won't lift 
Gate won't close 
Railings froze 
Get your mind off wintertime 
You ain't goin' nowhere 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 
 
I don't care 
How many letters they sent 
Morning came and morning went 
Pick up your money 
And pack up your tent 
You ain't goin' nowhere 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 
 
Buy me a flute 
And a gun that shoots 
Tailgates and substitutes 
Strap yourself 
To the tree with roots 
You ain't goin' nowhere 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 
 
Genghis Khan 
He could not keep 
All his kings 
Supplied with sleep 
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep 
When we get up to it 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 


 

BOB DYLAN
YOU AIN'T GOIN' NOWHERE

 Clouds so swift 
Rain won't lift 
Gate won't close 
Railings froze 
Get your mind off wintertime 
You ain't goin' nowhere 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 
 
I don't care 
How many letters they sent 
Morning came and morning went 
Pick up your money 
And pack up your tent 
You ain't goin' nowhere 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 
 
Buy me a flute 
And a gun that shoots 
Tailgates and substitutes 
Strap yourself 
To the tree with roots 
You ain't goin' nowhere 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 
 
Genghis Khan 
He could not keep 
All his kings 
Supplied with sleep 
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep 
When we get up to it 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 


 

BOB DYLAN
YOU AIN'T GOIN' NOWHERE

 Clouds so swift 
Rain won't lift 
Gate won't close 
Railings froze 
Get your mind off wintertime 
You ain't goin' nowhere 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 
 
I don't care 
How many letters they sent 
Morning came and morning went 
Pick up your money 
And pack up your tent 
You ain't goin' nowhere 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 
 
Buy me a flute 
And a gun that shoots 
Tailgates and substitutes 
Strap yourself 
To the tree with roots 
You ain't goin' nowhere 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 
 
Genghis Khan 
He could not keep 
All his kings 
Supplied with sleep 
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep 
When we get up to it 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 


 

BOB DYLAN
YOU AIN'T GOIN' NOWHERE

 Clouds so swift 
Rain won't lift 
Gate won't close 
Railings froze 
Get your mind off wintertime 
You ain't goin' nowhere 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 
 
I don't care 
How many letters they sent 
Morning came and morning went 
Pick up your money 
And pack up your tent 
You ain't goin' nowhere 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 
 
Buy me a flute 
And a gun that shoots 
Tailgates and substitutes 
Strap yourself 
To the tree with roots 
You ain't goin' nowhere 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 
 
Genghis Khan 
He could not keep 
All his kings 
Supplied with sleep 
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep 
When we get up to it 
Whoo ee! Ride me high 
Tomorrow's the day 
My bride's gonna come 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly 
Down in the easy chair! 


 

BOB DYLAN
YOU ANGEL YOU

 You angel you 
You got me under your wing. 
The way you walk and the way you talk 
I feel I could almost sing. 
 
You angel you 
You're as fine as anything's fine. 
The way you walk and the way you talk 
It sure plays on my mind. 
 
You know I can't sleep at night for trying, 
Never did feel this way before. 
I get up at night and walk the floor. 
If this is love then gimme more 
And more and more and more and more. 
 
You angel you 
You're as fine as can be. 
The way you smile like a sweet baby child, 
It just falls all over me. 
 
You know I can't sleep at night for trying 
Never did feel this way before, 
Never did get up and walk the floor. 
If this is love then gimme more 
And more and more and more. 
 
You angel you 
You got me under your wing. 
The way you walk and the way you talk 
It says everything. 


 

BOB DYLAN
YOU ANGEL YOU

 You angel you 
You got me under your wing. 
The way you walk and the way you talk 
I feel I could almost sing. 
 
You angel you 
You're as fine as anything's fine. 
The way you walk and the way you talk 
It sure plays on my mind. 
 
You know I can't sleep at night for trying, 
Never did feel this way before. 
I get up at night and walk the floor. 
If this is love then gimme more 
And more and more and more and more. 
 
You angel you 
You're as fine as can be. 
The way you smile like a sweet baby child, 
It just falls all over me. 
 
You know I can't sleep at night for trying 
Never did feel this way before, 
Never did get up and walk the floor. 
If this is love then gimme more 
And more and more and more. 
 
You angel you 
You got me under your wing. 
The way you walk and the way you talk 
It says everything. 


 

BOB DYLAN
YOU CHANGED MY LIFE

 You changed my life 
Came along in a time of strife 
In hunger and need 
You made my heart bleed 
You changed my life 
You changed my life 
 
Now the nature of man 
Is to beg and to steal 
I'd do it myself 
It's not so unreal 
The call of the wild's 
Forever at my door 
Want me to fly like an eagle 
Being chained to the floor, but 
 
You changed my life 
Came along in a time of strife 
In hunger and need 
You made my heart bleed 
You changed my life 
You changed my life 
 
Eating with the pigs 
Off a fancy tray 
I was bold, I was looking good 
And to have a nice day 
It all seemed so proper 
And so elite 
Eating absolute garbage 
While being so discreet. 
 
You changed my life 
Came along in a time of strife 
In hunger and need 
You made my heart bleed 
You changed my life 
You changed my life 
 
You were glowing in the light 
Being peaceably calm 
Well, how often does a man dance 
To the beat of the balm? 
Your eyes were on fire 
Your feet were of brass 
In a world that you made 
You were an outcast 
 
You changed my life 
Came along in a time of strife 
In hunger and need 
You made my heart bleed 
You changed my life 
You changed my life 
 
Truce makers and partakers 
Of every selfish whim 
Her running to meet me running to her 
And you running back to him 
Their destruction of my confidence 
Was like a sharpness of the tongue 
I said: Make my faith greater 
But I was a little high strung 
 
You changed my life 
Came along in a time of strife 
In hunger and need 
You made my heart bleed 
You changed my life 
You changed my life 


 

BOB DYLAN
YOU WANNA RAMBLE

 Well I told my baby 
I said Baby, I know where you been 
Well, I know who you are 
And what league you played in 
You wanna ramble 
To the break of dawn 
You wanna ramble 
To the break of dawn 
You wanna ramble 
To the break of dawn. 
 
Well, the night is so empty 
So quit and still 
For only fifteen hundred dollars 
You can have anybody killed 
You wanna ramble 
To the break of dawn 
You wanna ramble 
To the break of dawn 
You wanna ramble 
To the break of dawn. 
 
Well, I told my baby 
Further down the line 
I said, What happens tomorrow 
Is on your head, not mine 
You wanna ramble 
To the break of dawn 
You wanna ramble 
To the break of dawn 
You wanna ramble 
To the break of dawn. 


 

BOB DYLAN
YOU'RE A BIG GIRL NOW

 Our conversation was short and sweet 
It nearly swept me off a my feet. 
And I'm back in the rain, oh, oh, 
And you are on dry land. 
You made it there somehow 
You're a big girl now. 
 
Bird on the horizon, sittin' on a fence, 
He's singin' his song for me at his own expense. 
And I'm just like that bird, oh, oh, 
Singin' just for you. 
I hope that you can hear, 
Hear me singin' through these tears. 
 
Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast 
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last. 
I can change, I swear, oh, oh, 
See what you can do. 
I can make it through, 
You can make it too. 
 
Love is so simple, to quote a phrase, 
You've known it all the time, I'm learnin' it these days. 
Oh, I know where I can find you, oh, oh, 
In somebody's room. 
It's a price I have to pay 
You're a big girl all the way. 
 
A change in the weather is known to be extreme 
But what's the sense of changing horses in midstream? 
I'm going out of my mind, oh, oh, 
With a pain that stops and starts 
Like a corkscrew to my heart 
Ever since we've been apart. 


 

BOB DYLAN
YOU'RE A BIG GIRL NOW

 Our conversation was short and sweet 
It nearly swept me off a my feet. 
And I'm back in the rain, oh, oh, 
And you are on dry land. 
You made it there somehow 
You're a big girl now. 
 
Bird on the horizon, sittin' on a fence, 
He's singin' his song for me at his own expense. 
And I'm just like that bird, oh, oh, 
Singin' just for you. 
I hope that you can hear, 
Hear me singin' through these tears. 
 
Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast 
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last. 
I can change, I swear, oh, oh, 
See what you can do. 
I can make it through, 
You can make it too. 
 
Love is so simple, to quote a phrase, 
You've known it all the time, I'm learnin' it these days. 
Oh, I know where I can find you, oh, oh, 
In somebody's room. 
It's a price I have to pay 
You're a big girl all the way. 
 
A change in the weather is known to be extreme 
But what's the sense of changing horses in midstream? 
I'm going out of my mind, oh, oh, 
With a pain that stops and starts 
Like a corkscrew to my heart 
Ever since we've been apart. 


 

BOB DYLAN
YOU'RE A BIG GIRL NOW

 Our conversation was short and sweet 
It nearly swept me off a my feet. 
And I'm back in the rain, oh, oh, 
And you are on dry land. 
You made it there somehow 
You're a big girl now. 
 
Bird on the horizon, sittin' on a fence, 
He's singin' his song for me at his own expense. 
And I'm just like that bird, oh, oh, 
Singin' just for you. 
I hope that you can hear, 
Hear me singin' through these tears. 
 
Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast 
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last. 
I can change, I swear, oh, oh, 
See what you can do. 
I can make it through, 
You can make it too. 
 
Love is so simple, to quote a phrase, 
You've known it all the time, I'm learnin' it these days. 
Oh, I know where I can find you, oh, oh, 
In somebody's room. 
It's a price I have to pay 
You're a big girl all the way. 
 
A change in the weather is known to be extreme 
But what's the sense of changing horses in midstream? 
I'm going out of my mind, oh, oh, 
With a pain that stops and starts 
Like a corkscrew to my heart 
Ever since we've been apart. 


 

BOB DYLAN
YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME LONESOME WHEN YOU GO

 I've seen love go by my door 
It's never been this close before 
Never been so easy or so slow. 
Been shooting in the dark too long 
When somethin's not right it's wrong 
Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go. 
 
Dragon clouds so high above 
I've only known careless love, 
It's always hit me from below. 
This time around it's more correct 
Right on target, so direct, 
Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go. 
 
Purple clover, Queen Anne lace, 
Crimson hair across your face, 
You could make me cry if you don't know. 
Can't remember what I was thinkin' of 
You might be spoilin' me too much, love, 
Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go. 
 
Flowers on the hillside, bloomin' crazy, 
Crickets talkin' back and forth in rhyme, 
Blue river runnin' slow and lazy, 
I could stay with you forever 
And never realize the time. 
 
Situations have ended sad, 
Relationships have all been bad. 
Mine've been like Verlaine's and Rimbaud. 
But there's no way I can compare 
All those scenes to this affair, 
Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go. 
 
Yer gonna make me wonder what I'm doin', 
Stayin' far behind without you. 
Yer gonna make me wonder what I'm sayin', 
Yer gonna make me give myself a good talkin' to. 
 
I'll look for you in old Honolulu, 
San Francisco, Ashtabula, 
Yer gonna have to leave me now, I know. 
But I'll see you in the sky above, 
In the tall grass, in the ones I love, 
Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go. 


 

BOB DYLAN
YOU'RE GONNA QUIT ME

 You're gonna quit me, baby, 
Good as I been to you, Lawd, Lawd. 
Good as I been to you, Lawd, Lawd. 
Good as I been to you. 
 
Give you my money, honey, 
Buy you shoes and clothes, Lawd, Lawd. 
 
You're gonna quit me, baby, 
Put me outta doors, Lawd, Lawd. 
 
Six months on the chain gang, 
Believe me, it ain't no fun, Lawd, Lawd. 
 
Day you quit me, baby, 
That's the day you die, Lawd, Lawd. 
 
Jailhouse ain't no plaything, 
Believe me, ain't no lie, Lawd, Lawd. 
 
Day you quit me, baby, 
That's the day you die, Lawd, Lawd. 


 

BOB DYLAN
YOU'RE NO GOOD

 Well, I dont know why I love you like I do 
Nobody in the world can get along with you 
You got the ways of a devil sleeping in a lion's den 
I come home last night you wouldn't even let me in. 
 
Oh sometimes you're as sweet as nobody want to be 
Oh when you get the crazy notion of jumping all over me 
Well, you give me the blues, I guess you're satisfied 
When you give me the blues I wanna lay down and die. 
 
After when you had no shoes on your feet, pretty mama 
After when you had no food to eat 
Now you're that kind of woman that just don't understand 
You're taking all my money and give it to another man. 
 
Well, you're that kind of woman makes a man lose his brains 
You're that kind of woman drives me insane 
Well, you give me the blues, I guess you're satisfied 
You give me the blues, I wanna lay down and die.