1. Sally Gal
2. Santa Fé
3. Series Of Dreams
4. Seven Curses
5. Seven Days
6. She’s No Good
7. She’s Your Lover Now
8. Sign Language
9. Sign On The Cross
10. Silent Weekend
11. Silver Dagger
12. Sitting On A Barbed-Wire Fence
13. Somebody Touched Me
14. Someone’s Got A Hold Of My Heart
15. Stage Fright
16. Stealin’
SALLY GAL
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.7")
Well, I’m gonna get you Sally girl
I’m gonna get you Sally gal
I’m gonna get you Sally gal
I’m gonna get you Sally gal
I’m just one o’ them ramblin’ men
Ramblin’ since I don’t know when
Here I come and I’m a-gone again
Sally says I got no end
I’m gonna get you Sally gal
I’m gonna get you Sally gal
I’m gonna get you Sally gal
I’m gonna get you Sally gal
SANTA FE
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.2")
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 and let me home
She’s crying ‘bout ya need to roam
She’d be open up a happy home
She’d need the number of every room in Santa Fe
Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, Santa Fe
Since I will never need to roam
And never, never far from home
I’ll never ever ever roam Tuscon away
She's all built bad, no, no, no, no don't' don't, don't feel bad
She is the worst thing I've ever had
there's no bad memory he's so glad
she's over it but they had the bad
should never make her feel so bad I went away
Sante Fe, dear dear dear dear dear dear Sante Fe
My own hearts in LA
I only eminate your way
And I'm aleavin' every day to run away
From Sante Fe, dear dear dear dear dear Sante Fe
My woman left me sitting at home
packin' a place I've known
A crime like an evil stone
She believed I'd her under a groan
for it's unique on the final loan
And I didn't sit her on her own every day
SERIES OF DREAMS
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.3")
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 drag
And there’s no exit in any direction
’Cept the one that you can’t see with your eyes
Wasn’t making any great connections
Wasn’t falling for any intricate schemes
Nothing that would pass inspection
I was just thinking of a series of dreams
Dreams where the umbrella is folded
And into the path you are hurled
And the cards are no good that you’re holding
Unless they are from another world
In one, the surface was frozen
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
And not going to any great extremes
I’d already gone the distance
Was just thinking of a series of dreams
Dreams where the umbrella is folded
And into the path you are hurled
And the cards are no good that you’re holding
Unless they are from another world
I’d already gone the distance
Just thinking of a series of dreams
Just thinking of a series of dreams
Just thinking of a series of dreams
SEVEN CURSES
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.2")
Old Reilly stole a stallion
But they caught him and they brought him back
And they laid him down in 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 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 find 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 cannot save him
That two healers cannot heal him
And that three eyes cannot see him
That four ears cannot hear him
That five walls cannot hide him
That six diggers cannot bury him
And that seven deaths shall never kill him
SEVEN DAYS
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.3")
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 never forgotten her eyes
She had a face that outshine the sun in the skies
I been good, I been good while I been waitin’
Maybe guilty of my hesitatin’, but I’ve been hangin’ on
Seven more days and all that will be gone
But there’s kissing in the valley, thieving in the alley
Fighting every inch of the way
Tryin to get lead on, providing the feat on
Well the nights are always sadder than the days
Seven days, seven days sittin’ and knowin’
And ever whistle then will be blowing
And she’ll be coming for
My beautiful comrade from the north
But there’s a fighting in the valley, thieving in the alley
Fighting every inch of the way
Trying to get lead on somebody need the feat on
The night’s are always sadder than the day
Seven days I don’t know the wind is knowing
When the whistle will be blowing
And she’ll be coming for
My beautiful comrade from the north
SHE'S NO GOOD
2. Santa Fé
3. Series Of Dreams
4. Seven Curses
5. Seven Days
6. She’s No Good
7. She’s Your Lover Now
8. Sign Language
9. Sign On The Cross
10. Silent Weekend
11. Silver Dagger
12. Sitting On A Barbed-Wire Fence
13. Somebody Touched Me
14. Someone’s Got A Hold Of My Heart
15. Stage Fright
16. Stealin’
SALLY GAL
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.7")
Well, I’m gonna get you Sally girl
I’m gonna get you Sally gal
I’m gonna get you Sally gal
I’m gonna get you Sally gal
I’m just one o’ them ramblin’ men
Ramblin’ since I don’t know when
Here I come and I’m a-gone again
Sally says I got no end
I’m gonna get you Sally gal
I’m gonna get you Sally gal
I’m gonna get you Sally gal
I’m gonna get you Sally gal
SANTA FE
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.2")
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 and let me home
She’s crying ‘bout ya need to roam
She’d be open up a happy home
She’d need the number of every room in Santa Fe
Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, Santa Fe
Since I will never need to roam
And never, never far from home
I’ll never ever ever roam Tuscon away
She's all built bad, no, no, no, no don't' don't, don't feel bad
She is the worst thing I've ever had
there's no bad memory he's so glad
she's over it but they had the bad
should never make her feel so bad I went away
Sante Fe, dear dear dear dear dear dear Sante Fe
My own hearts in LA
I only eminate your way
And I'm aleavin' every day to run away
From Sante Fe, dear dear dear dear dear Sante Fe
My woman left me sitting at home
packin' a place I've known
A crime like an evil stone
She believed I'd her under a groan
for it's unique on the final loan
And I didn't sit her on her own every day
SERIES OF DREAMS
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.3")
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 drag
And there’s no exit in any direction
’Cept the one that you can’t see with your eyes
Wasn’t making any great connections
Wasn’t falling for any intricate schemes
Nothing that would pass inspection
I was just thinking of a series of dreams
Dreams where the umbrella is folded
And into the path you are hurled
And the cards are no good that you’re holding
Unless they are from another world
In one, the surface was frozen
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
And not going to any great extremes
I’d already gone the distance
Was just thinking of a series of dreams
Dreams where the umbrella is folded
And into the path you are hurled
And the cards are no good that you’re holding
Unless they are from another world
I’d already gone the distance
Just thinking of a series of dreams
Just thinking of a series of dreams
Just thinking of a series of dreams
SEVEN CURSES
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.2")
Old Reilly stole a stallion
But they caught him and they brought him back
And they laid him down in 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 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 find 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 cannot save him
That two healers cannot heal him
And that three eyes cannot see him
That four ears cannot hear him
That five walls cannot hide him
That six diggers cannot bury him
And that seven deaths shall never kill him
SEVEN DAYS
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.3")
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 never forgotten her eyes
She had a face that outshine the sun in the skies
I been good, I been good while I been waitin’
Maybe guilty of my hesitatin’, but I’ve been hangin’ on
Seven more days and all that will be gone
But there’s kissing in the valley, thieving in the alley
Fighting every inch of the way
Tryin to get lead on, providing the feat on
Well the nights are always sadder than the days
Seven days, seven days sittin’ and knowin’
And ever whistle then will be blowing
And she’ll be coming for
My beautiful comrade from the north
But there’s a fighting in the valley, thieving in the alley
Fighting every inch of the way
Trying to get lead on somebody need the feat on
The night’s are always sadder than the day
Seven days I don’t know the wind is knowing
When the whistle will be blowing
And she’ll be coming for
My beautiful comrade from the north
SHE'S NO GOOD
(Misma letra de “You’re No Good” de "The Freewheeling")
SHE'S YOUR LOVER NOW
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.2")
The pawnbroker roared
Also, 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
Oh, why must I fall into this sadness?
Do I look like Charles Atlas?
Do you think I still got what you still got, baby?
Her voice is really warm
It's just that it ain't got no form
But it's just like a dead man's last pistol shot, baby
Oh, your mouth used to be so naked
Your eyes used to be so blue
Your hurts used to be so nameless
And your tears used to be so few
Now your mouth cries wolf while...
SIGN LANGUAGE
(from "No Reason To Cry – Eric Clapton")
You speak to me
In sign language
As I'm eating a sandwich
In a small cafe
At a quarter to three
But I can't respond
To your sign language.
You're taking advantage,
Bringing me down.
Can't you make any sound?
'Twas there by the bakery
Surrounded by fakery
Tell her my story
Still I'm still there.
Does she know I still care?
Link Wray was playin'
On a jukebox I was payin'
For the words I was sayin'
So misunderstood
He didn't do me no good.
You speak to me
In sign language
As I'm eating a sandwich
In a small cafe
At a quarter to three
But I can't respond
To your sign language.
You're taking advantage,
Bringing me down.
Can't you make any sound?
SIGN ON THE CROSS
(from "The Genuine Basement Tapes, Vol.3")
Now, I try, oh so awf’ly strong
And I just try to be
And now, oh it’s an isle
But it’s free
Yes, but I know in my head
That we’re all so misled
And it’s that ol’ sign on the cross
That worries me
Now, when I was just a bawlin’ lad
I saw what I wanted to be
And it’s all for the sake
Of that I should see
But I was lost on the land
As I heard that front door slam
And that old sign on the cross
Worries me
Well, it’s that old sign on the cross
Well, it’s that old key to the kingdom
Well, it’s that old sign on the cross
Like you used to be
But, when I hold my head so high
As I see my ol’ friends go by
And it’s still that sign on the cross
That worries me
Well, it seems to be the sign on the cross.
Ev’ry day, ev’ry night, see the sign on the cross just layin’ up
on top of the hill.
Yes, we thought it might have disappeared long ago,
but I’m here to tell you, friends, that I’m afraid it’s lyin’ there still.
Yes, just a little time is all you need, you might say, but I don’t know ’bout that any more, because the bird is here and
you might want to enter it, but, of course, the door might be closed.
But I just would like to tell you one time, if I don’t see you again, that the thing is, that the sign on the cross is the thing you might need the most.
Yes, the sign on the cross
Is just a sign of cotton barkin’ too
Well, there is some in any prison
And there is some in the penitenciary too
Oh, when your, when your days are numbered
And your nights are long
You might think you’re weak
But I mean to say you’re strong
Yes you are, if that sign on the cross
If it begins to worry you
Well, that’s all right you just sing a song
And all your troubles will pass right on through
SILENT WEEKEND
(from "The Genuine Basement Tapes Vol.3")
Silent weekend,
My baby she gave it to me
Silent weekend,
My baby she gave it to me.
She's opened every heart
But at sleep and be part
And she's leavin' me down in misery.
Silent weekend,
My baby she took me by the heart.
Silent weekend,
My baby she took me by the heart
She's awake and bad, she’s boasting
But I know I know she’s ghostin’
An' she’s tearin’ me all apart
Silent weekend,
Oh Lord, I wish Monday would come.
Silent weekend,
Oh Lord, I sure wish Monday would come.
She's uppin’ and she’s leavin’
But I hate to sit here grievin’
But I just can’t sit here playin’ dumb.
Well, I done a whole lotta thinkin' 'bout a whole lot of cheatin',
And I, maybe I did please.
But I just walloped a lotta pizza after makin' our peace,
Puts ya down on bended knees.
Silent weekend,
Man alive, I'm burnin' up on my brain.
Silent weekend,
Man alive, I'm burnin' up on my brain.
She knows I'm just teasin'
But she’s all misbelievin’
And I playing wanna do it again
SILVER DAGGER
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.6")
Don't sing my song, you'll wake my mother
She's sleeping here, right by my side
And in her right hand, a silver dagger
She says that I can't be your bride.
All men are false, says my mother
They'll tell you wicked, lovin' lies
And the very next evening, they'll court another
Leave you alone to pine and sigh.
My daddy is a handsome devil
He's got a chain five miles long
And on every link a heart does dangle
Of another maid he's loved and wronged.
Go court another tender maiden
And hope that she will be your wife
For I've been warned and I've decided
To sleep alone all of my life.
SITTING ON A BARBED-WIRE FENCE
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.2")
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 bull dog bite a rabbit
And my hound dog’s sittin’ on a barbed-wire fence, alright
Well, my temperature rises and my feet can’’t walk so hot
Yes, my temperature rises and my feet can’t walk so hot
Well, this Arabian doctor comes in, gives me a shot
But wouldn’t tell what I was that I got
Well, this woman I’ve got, she’s killing me alive
Yes, this woman I’ve got, she’s killing me alive
She’s making me into an old man
And man, I’m not even twenty-five
Of course, you’re gonna think this song is a riff
I know you’re gonna think this song is a riff
Unless you’ve been inside a tunnel
And fell down sixty nine, seventy feet over a barbed-wire fence
Alright!
SOMEBODY TOUCHED ME
(from "Live 1961-2000")
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!
Would you please welcome Columbia recording artist Bob Dylan.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Well, it was on a Sunday, somebody touched me,
It was on a Sunday, somebody touched me,
It was on a Sunday, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
SOMEONE'S GOT A HOLD OF MY HEART
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.3")
They say, “Eat, 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
Just like you told me, it’s just like you said it would be
Well, the moon’s going up like wildfire
I feel the breath of a storm
There’s 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, you, you, you, you got a hold of my heart
Just got back from a city, city of red skies
Everybody thinks with their stomach and there’s plenty of spies
Every street is crooked, they just wind around until they disappear
Madame Butterfly, she lulls me to sleep
Like an ancient river, so wide and so 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 that I desire
But you must realize first
I’m not another man you can 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, you got a hold of my heart
I can hear that hot-blooded singer on the bandstand croon, poisoned love
Red roses for a blue lady in Memphis in June
While they’re beating the devil out of a guy who’s wearing a clouded blue wig
I’ve been to Babylon and 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, you, you, you, you got a hold of my heart, oh yeah
STAGE FRIGHT
(from "Before The Flood")
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.
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.
STEALIN'
(from "The Minnesota Tapes")
Well put your arms around me like a circle in the sun
Stay with me baby like my easy ridin' done.
If you don't think i love you, look what a fool i've been
If you don't think i'm sinkin', look what a hole i'm in
I'm stealin', stealin'
Pretty mama don't you tell on me
I'm stealin' back to my good ol' used to be.
Well the woman i love she's about my size
She's a married woman, comes to see me sometime.
If you don't think i love you, look what a fool i've been
If you don't think i'm sinkin', look what a hole i'm in
I'm stealin', stealin'
Pretty mama don't you tell on me
I'm stealin' back to my good ol' used to be.
Well the woman i love she's so far away
The woman i hate, i see her every day.
If you don't think i love you, look what a fool i've been
If you don't think i'm sinkin', look what a hole i'm in
I'm sinkin', stealin'
Pretty mama don't you tell on me
I'm stealin' back to my good ol' used to be.
SHE'S YOUR LOVER NOW
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.2")
The pawnbroker roared
Also, 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
Oh, why must I fall into this sadness?
Do I look like Charles Atlas?
Do you think I still got what you still got, baby?
Her voice is really warm
It's just that it ain't got no form
But it's just like a dead man's last pistol shot, baby
Oh, your mouth used to be so naked
Your eyes used to be so blue
Your hurts used to be so nameless
And your tears used to be so few
Now your mouth cries wolf while...
SIGN LANGUAGE
(from "No Reason To Cry – Eric Clapton")
You speak to me
In sign language
As I'm eating a sandwich
In a small cafe
At a quarter to three
But I can't respond
To your sign language.
You're taking advantage,
Bringing me down.
Can't you make any sound?
'Twas there by the bakery
Surrounded by fakery
Tell her my story
Still I'm still there.
Does she know I still care?
Link Wray was playin'
On a jukebox I was payin'
For the words I was sayin'
So misunderstood
He didn't do me no good.
You speak to me
In sign language
As I'm eating a sandwich
In a small cafe
At a quarter to three
But I can't respond
To your sign language.
You're taking advantage,
Bringing me down.
Can't you make any sound?
SIGN ON THE CROSS
(from "The Genuine Basement Tapes, Vol.3")
Now, I try, oh so awf’ly strong
And I just try to be
And now, oh it’s an isle
But it’s free
Yes, but I know in my head
That we’re all so misled
And it’s that ol’ sign on the cross
That worries me
Now, when I was just a bawlin’ lad
I saw what I wanted to be
And it’s all for the sake
Of that I should see
But I was lost on the land
As I heard that front door slam
And that old sign on the cross
Worries me
Well, it’s that old sign on the cross
Well, it’s that old key to the kingdom
Well, it’s that old sign on the cross
Like you used to be
But, when I hold my head so high
As I see my ol’ friends go by
And it’s still that sign on the cross
That worries me
Well, it seems to be the sign on the cross.
Ev’ry day, ev’ry night, see the sign on the cross just layin’ up
on top of the hill.
Yes, we thought it might have disappeared long ago,
but I’m here to tell you, friends, that I’m afraid it’s lyin’ there still.
Yes, just a little time is all you need, you might say, but I don’t know ’bout that any more, because the bird is here and
you might want to enter it, but, of course, the door might be closed.
But I just would like to tell you one time, if I don’t see you again, that the thing is, that the sign on the cross is the thing you might need the most.
Yes, the sign on the cross
Is just a sign of cotton barkin’ too
Well, there is some in any prison
And there is some in the penitenciary too
Oh, when your, when your days are numbered
And your nights are long
You might think you’re weak
But I mean to say you’re strong
Yes you are, if that sign on the cross
If it begins to worry you
Well, that’s all right you just sing a song
And all your troubles will pass right on through
SILENT WEEKEND
(from "The Genuine Basement Tapes Vol.3")
Silent weekend,
My baby she gave it to me
Silent weekend,
My baby she gave it to me.
She's opened every heart
But at sleep and be part
And she's leavin' me down in misery.
Silent weekend,
My baby she took me by the heart.
Silent weekend,
My baby she took me by the heart
She's awake and bad, she’s boasting
But I know I know she’s ghostin’
An' she’s tearin’ me all apart
Silent weekend,
Oh Lord, I wish Monday would come.
Silent weekend,
Oh Lord, I sure wish Monday would come.
She's uppin’ and she’s leavin’
But I hate to sit here grievin’
But I just can’t sit here playin’ dumb.
Well, I done a whole lotta thinkin' 'bout a whole lot of cheatin',
And I, maybe I did please.
But I just walloped a lotta pizza after makin' our peace,
Puts ya down on bended knees.
Silent weekend,
Man alive, I'm burnin' up on my brain.
Silent weekend,
Man alive, I'm burnin' up on my brain.
She knows I'm just teasin'
But she’s all misbelievin’
And I playing wanna do it again
SILVER DAGGER
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.6")
Don't sing my song, you'll wake my mother
She's sleeping here, right by my side
And in her right hand, a silver dagger
She says that I can't be your bride.
All men are false, says my mother
They'll tell you wicked, lovin' lies
And the very next evening, they'll court another
Leave you alone to pine and sigh.
My daddy is a handsome devil
He's got a chain five miles long
And on every link a heart does dangle
Of another maid he's loved and wronged.
Go court another tender maiden
And hope that she will be your wife
For I've been warned and I've decided
To sleep alone all of my life.
SITTING ON A BARBED-WIRE FENCE
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.2")
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 bull dog bite a rabbit
And my hound dog’s sittin’ on a barbed-wire fence, alright
Well, my temperature rises and my feet can’’t walk so hot
Yes, my temperature rises and my feet can’t walk so hot
Well, this Arabian doctor comes in, gives me a shot
But wouldn’t tell what I was that I got
Well, this woman I’ve got, she’s killing me alive
Yes, this woman I’ve got, she’s killing me alive
She’s making me into an old man
And man, I’m not even twenty-five
Of course, you’re gonna think this song is a riff
I know you’re gonna think this song is a riff
Unless you’ve been inside a tunnel
And fell down sixty nine, seventy feet over a barbed-wire fence
Alright!
SOMEBODY TOUCHED ME
(from "Live 1961-2000")
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!
Would you please welcome Columbia recording artist Bob Dylan.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Well, it was on a Sunday, somebody touched me,
It was on a Sunday, somebody touched me,
It was on a Sunday, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
SOMEONE'S GOT A HOLD OF MY HEART
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.3")
They say, “Eat, 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
Just like you told me, it’s just like you said it would be
Well, the moon’s going up like wildfire
I feel the breath of a storm
There’s 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, you, you, you, you got a hold of my heart
Just got back from a city, city of red skies
Everybody thinks with their stomach and there’s plenty of spies
Every street is crooked, they just wind around until they disappear
Madame Butterfly, she lulls me to sleep
Like an ancient river, so wide and so 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 that I desire
But you must realize first
I’m not another man you can 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, you got a hold of my heart
I can hear that hot-blooded singer on the bandstand croon, poisoned love
Red roses for a blue lady in Memphis in June
While they’re beating the devil out of a guy who’s wearing a clouded blue wig
I’ve been to Babylon and 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, you, you, you, you got a hold of my heart, oh yeah
STAGE FRIGHT
(from "Before The Flood")
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.
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.
STEALIN'
(from "The Minnesota Tapes")
Well put your arms around me like a circle in the sun
Stay with me baby like my easy ridin' done.
If you don't think i love you, look what a fool i've been
If you don't think i'm sinkin', look what a hole i'm in
I'm stealin', stealin'
Pretty mama don't you tell on me
I'm stealin' back to my good ol' used to be.
Well the woman i love she's about my size
She's a married woman, comes to see me sometime.
If you don't think i love you, look what a fool i've been
If you don't think i'm sinkin', look what a hole i'm in
I'm stealin', stealin'
Pretty mama don't you tell on me
I'm stealin' back to my good ol' used to be.
Well the woman i love she's so far away
The woman i hate, i see her every day.
If you don't think i love you, look what a fool i've been
If you don't think i'm sinkin', look what a hole i'm in
I'm sinkin', stealin'
Pretty mama don't you tell on me
I'm stealin' back to my good ol' used to be.
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