1. Up On Cripple Creek
2. Up To Me
3. Wade In The Water
4. Waiting For You
5. Walkin' Down The Line
6. Wallflower
7. Walls Of Red Wing
8. Watching The River Flow
9. When I Got Troubles
10. When I Paint My Masterpiece
11. When You Awake
12. Who Killed Davey Moore?
13. Wild Mountain Thyme
14. Working On A Guru
15. Worried Blues
16. Ye Shall Be Changed
17. You Belong To Me
18. You Changed My Life
UP ON A CRIPPLE CREEK
(from "Before The Flood")
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, girl that I once knew
She told me just to come on by
If there's anything she could do
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
Just to the race track I did go
I bet on one horse to win
And then she bet on one another to show
The odds were in my favor
You know I had ‘em five to one
That nag to win came around the track
Me and little Bessie had won
Going on Cripple Creek where 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
I took up all of my winnings
And I gave my little Bessie half
She tore it up and threw it in my face
Just for a laugh
Now that just made my heart throb
To the bottom of my feet
And I swore and I took another pull
My Bessie can’t be beat
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
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 there’s one thing in the whole wide world
I sure do love to see
As that a little sweet thing of mine
Puts her doughnut in my tea
I’m going 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
Now there’s a flood out in California
And up north it's freezing cold
And this living off of the road
Is getting pretty old
So I guess I'll call up my big mama
And tell her I'll be rolling in
But you know, deep down, I'm sort of tempted
To go and see my Bessie again
And I’m going 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
UP TO ME
(from "Biograph")
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 paid attention to what others were thinkin’, the heart inside me would’ve died
Well, 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’s gonna 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
Now, 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
Oh when the dawn came over the river bridge, I knew it was up to me
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
I met somebody face to face, 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 gonna make a move, I guess it must be up to me
Now, 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 gotta pay the penalty
Somebody’s got to tell the tale, I guess it must be up to me
Dupree came in pimpin’ tonight to the Thunderbird Café
Crystal wanted to talk to him, I had to look the other way
Now, I just can’t rest without you, love, I need your company
You ain’t 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
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
WADE IN THE WATER
(from "Live 1961-2000")
Wade in the water
Wade in the water, children
Wade in the water
God's a-gonna trouble the water
God's a-gonna trouble the water.
Well, who are these children all dressed in red?
God's gonna trouble the water
Must be the children that Moses led
God's gonna trouble the water.
Wade in the water
Wade in the water, children
Wade in the water
God's a-gonna trouble the water
God's a-gonna trouble the water.
Well out of the mountain come fire an' smoke
God's gonna trouble the water
Jehovah, nobody but he could've spoke
God's gonna trouble the water.
Wade in the water, children
Wade in the water, children
Wade in the water
God's a-gonna trouble the water
God's a-gonna trouble the water.
Well, I'm walkin' down the highway an' the water's gettin' low
God's a-gonna trouble the water.
Walkin' down the highway, nowhere to go
God's a-gonna trouble the water.
Why doncha wade in the water
Wade in the water, children
Wade in the water
God's a-gonna troublin' the water
God's a-gonna troublin' the water.
God's a-gonna troublin' the water.
WAITING FOR YOU
(Unreleased)
I never dreamed it could be
A someone made just for me.
When I'm letting her have her way,
I'm here to see what she has to say.
Aw, the poor girl always wins the day.
I'm stayin' ahead of the game,
And she's a-doin' the same,
And the whiskey flyin' into my head.
The fiddler's arm has gone dead,
And talk is beginning to spread
When did our love go bad?
Whatever happened to the best friend that I had?
It's been so long since I held you tight
Been so long since we said goodnight.
The taste of tears is bittersweet.
When you're near me, my heart forgets to beat.
You're there every night
Among the good and the true,
And I'll be around, waitin' for you.
Well, the king of them all
Is starting to fall.
I lost my gal at the boatman's ball.
The night has a thousand hearts and eyes.
Hope may vanish, but it never dies.
I'll see you tomorrow when freedom rings.
I'm gonna stay on top of things.
It's the middle of summer,
And the moon is blue.
And I'll be around, waitin' for you.
Another deal gone down,
Another man done gone.
You put up with it all, and you carry on.
Something holding you back,
But you'll come through.
I'd bet the world and everything in it on you.
Happiness is but a state of mind.
Anytime you want, you can cross the state line.
You don't need to be rich
or well to do,
I'll be around, waitin' for you.
WALKIN' DOWN THE LINE
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.1")
Lord, I’m walkin’ down the line
Walkin’ down the line
And 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 a-feelin’ well
When she’s better only time will tell
Lord, I’m walkin’ down the line
Walkin’ down the line
And 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
Lord, I’m walkin’ down the line
Walkin’ down the line
And 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
Lord, I’m walkin’ down the line
Walkin’ down the line
Lord, 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
What else can a poor boy do?
Lord, I’m walkin’ down the line
Lord, I’m walkin’ down the line
Lord, I’m walkin’ down the line
My feet’ll be a-flyin’
To tell about my troubled mind
WALLFLOWER
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.2")
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 wonderin’ what I’m doin’ here
Just like you I’m wonderin’ 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
WALLS OF RED WING
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.1")
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
All inside the walls on the grounds of Red Wing
From the dirty old mess hall, you march to the brick wall
Too weary to talk and too tired to sing
And it’s all afternoon you remember your hometown
All 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
All inside the grounds of 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
Farewell to the minutes they threaten you with it
All inside the grounds of 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 the wood pilin’
All Inside the grounds of 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’
All inside the grounds of the walls of Red Wing
As the rain rattled heavy on the bunkhouse shingles
And the sounds of the night they made my ears ring
’Til the keys of the guards clicked the tune of the morning
All inside the grounds of the walls of Red Wing
Oh, some of us will wind up in St. Cloud prison
And some of us’ll end up to be lawyers and things
And some of us’ll stand to meet you on your crossroads
From inside the grounds of the walls of Red Wing
WATCHING THE RIVER FLOW
(from "Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Vol.2")
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 café
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
Well, 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 just sit down on this bank of sand
And watch the river flow
WHEN I GOT TROUBLES
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.7")
Well I got trouble
Trouble's on my mind
Yep, when I got trouble
Trouble's on my mind
Well, I'm gonna forget my trouble
Leave my trouble behind, behind
I'm gonna swing it up
Swing it down
Got the fever, then wham, wham wham!
Well, swing your troubles
Swing your troubles away, yeah,
Well, swing baby
Swing your troubles today
Yea, yea, yea, yeah!
WHEN I PAINT MY MASTERPIECE
(from "Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Vol.2")
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
Yup, 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
As the daylight hours do increase
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
When I paint my masterpiece
I left Rome and landed in Brussels
With a picture of a tall oak tree by my side
Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin’ muscles
Everyone was there and nobody tried to hide
Newspapermen eating candy
Had to be held down by big police
Someday, everything is gonna be different
When I paint my masterpiece
WHEN YOU AWAKE
(from "Before The Flood")
Ollie told me that, that I'm a fool
So I walked on down the road a mile,
And went to the house that brings a smile
Sat upon my grandpa's knee,
And what do you think he said to me?
When you awake you will remember ev'rything,
You will be hangin' on a string
When you believe, you will relieve the only soul
That you were born with to grow old and never know
Ollie, he showed me the fork in the road and said me,
“Can take you left or straight to right,
Save your days and use your nights,
Be careful where you step and watch wha-cha eat,
Sleep with the light on and you got it beat”
When you awake you will remember ev'rything,
You will be hangin' on a string, yeah and
When you believe, you will relieve the only soul
That you were born with to grow old and never know
Ollie told me it's a mean old world,
The streets don't greet ya, yes, it's true
But what am I supposed to do
Read the writing on the wall,
I heard it when I was very small.
When you awake you will remember ev'rything,
You will be hangin' on a string and
When you believe, you will relieve the only soul
That you were born with to grow old and never know, oh, no no
I wash my hand in lye water, got a date with the captains daughter
You can go and tell your brother, and we sure gonna
love one another, oh! It’s okay, it’s alright, yeah, yeah
You may be right and you might be wrong,
No I won't 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 my head, so I could wake up in the
mornin' dead, oh no no
And if I thought it would do any good, I'd stand on the rock where Moses stood.
WHO KILLED DAVEY MOORE?
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.1")
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an’ what’s the reason for?
“Not I,” said the referee
“Don’t point your finger at me
I could’ve stopped it in the eighth
An’ maybe kept him from his fate
But the crowd would’ve booed, I’m sure
At not gettin’ their money’s worth
It’s too bad that he had to go
But there was a pressure on me too, you know
It wasn’t me that made him fall
No, you can’t blame me at all”
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an’ what’s the reason for?
“Not us,” said the angry crowd
Whose screams filled the arena loud
“It’s too bad he had to die that night
We just like to see a good old fashioned fight
We didn’t mean for him t’ meet his death
We just wanted to see some sweat
There ain’t nothing wrong in that
It wasn’t us that made him fall
No, you can’t blame us at all”
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an’ what’s the reason for?
“Not me,” said his manager
Puffing on a big cigar
“It’s hard to say, it’s hard to tell
I always thought that he was well
It’s too bad for his wife an’ kids he’s dead
But if he was sick, he should’ve said
It wasn’t me that made him fall
You can’t blame me at all”
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an’ what’s the reason for?
“Not me,” said the gambling man
With his ticket stub still in his hand
“It wasn’t me that knocked him down
My hands didn’t touch him none
I didn’t commit no ugly sin
Anyway, I put money on him to win
It wasn’t me that made him fall
You can’t blame me at all”
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an’ what’s the reason for?
“Not me,” said the boxing writer
Who pounds a print on his old typewriter
Sayin’, “Boxing is here to stay
There’s just as much foot danger in a football game”
Sayin’, “Fist fighting is here to stay
It’s just the old American way
It wasn’t me that made him fall
You can’t blame me at all”
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an’ what’s the reason for?
“Not me,” said the man whose fists
Laid him low in a cloud of mist
Who came here from Cuba’s door
Where boxing ain’t allowed no more
“I hit him, I hit him, yes, it’s true
But that’s what I am paid to do
Don’t say murder, don’t say kill
It was destiny, it was God’s will”
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an’ what’s the reason for?
WILD MOUNTAIN THYME
(From "Live Isle Of Wight With The Band)
WORKING ON A GURU
(From The Bootleg Series Vol.10)
WORRIED BLUES
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.1")
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,
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.
YE SHALL BE CHANGED
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.3")
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 of hatred
Your bones are breaking, can’t find nothing sacred
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 clothes
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 clothes
And ye shall be changed
The past don’t control you
But the future’s like a roulette wheel spinning
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 clothes
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
When you’ve decided that you’ve had enough
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 clothes
And ye shall be changed
YOU BELONG TO ME
(Unreleased)
See the pyramids along the Nile
See the pyramids along the Nile
Watch the sunrise from a tropic isle
Just remember, darling all the while
You belong to me
See the marketplace in old Algiers
Send me photographs and souvenirs
Just remember when a dream appears
You belong to me
I'll be so alone without you
Maybe you'll be lonesome too
And blue
Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when it's wet with rain
Just remember 'til you're home again
You belong to me
I'll be so alone without you
Maybe you'll be lonesome too
And blue
Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when it's wet with rain
Just remember 'til you're home again
You belong to me
YOU CHANGED MY LIFE
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.3")
I was listening to the voices of death on parade
Singing about conspiracy, wanted me to be afraid
Working for a system I couldn't understand or trust
Suffered ridicule and wanting to give it all up in disgust
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
Talk about salvation, people suddenly get tired
They got a million things to do, they're all so inspired
You do the work of the devil, you got a million friends
They'll be there when you got something, they'll take it all in the end
But you changed my life
Came along in a time of strife
I was under the gun, clouds blocking the sun
You changed my life
Well, the nature of man is to beg and to steal
I do it myself, it's not so unreal
The call of the wild is forever at my door
Wants me to fly like an eagle while being chained to the floor
But you changed my life
Came along in a time of strife
From silver and gold to what man cannot hold
You changed my life
I was eating with the pigs off a fancy tray
I was told I was looking good and to have a nice day
It all seemed so proper, it all seemed so elite
Eating that absolute garbage while being so discreet
But you changed my life
Came along in a time of strife
From silver and gold to what man cannot hold
You changed my life
You were glowing in the sun while being peaceably calm
While orphans of man danced to the beat of the palm
Your eyes were on fire, your feet were of brass
In the world you had made they made you an outcast
You changed my life
Came along in a time of strife
From silver and gold to what man cannot hold
You changed my life
There was someone in my body that I could hardly see
Invading my privacy making my decisions for me
Holding me back, not letting me stand
Making me feel like a stranger in a strange land
But you changed my life
Came along in a time of strife
You come down the line, give me a new mind
You changed my life
My Lord and my Savior, my companion, my friend
Heart fixer, mind regulator, true to the end
My creator, my comforter, my cause for joy
What the world is set against but will never destroy
You changed my life
Came along in a time of strife
You came in like the wind, like Errol Flynn
You changed my life
2. Up To Me
3. Wade In The Water
4. Waiting For You
5. Walkin' Down The Line
6. Wallflower
7. Walls Of Red Wing
8. Watching The River Flow
9. When I Got Troubles
10. When I Paint My Masterpiece
11. When You Awake
12. Who Killed Davey Moore?
13. Wild Mountain Thyme
14. Working On A Guru
15. Worried Blues
16. Ye Shall Be Changed
17. You Belong To Me
18. You Changed My Life
UP ON A CRIPPLE CREEK
(from "Before The Flood")
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, girl that I once knew
She told me just to come on by
If there's anything she could do
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
Just to the race track I did go
I bet on one horse to win
And then she bet on one another to show
The odds were in my favor
You know I had ‘em five to one
That nag to win came around the track
Me and little Bessie had won
Going on Cripple Creek where 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
I took up all of my winnings
And I gave my little Bessie half
She tore it up and threw it in my face
Just for a laugh
Now that just made my heart throb
To the bottom of my feet
And I swore and I took another pull
My Bessie can’t be beat
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
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 there’s one thing in the whole wide world
I sure do love to see
As that a little sweet thing of mine
Puts her doughnut in my tea
I’m going 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
Now there’s a flood out in California
And up north it's freezing cold
And this living off of the road
Is getting pretty old
So I guess I'll call up my big mama
And tell her I'll be rolling in
But you know, deep down, I'm sort of tempted
To go and see my Bessie again
And I’m going 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
UP TO ME
(from "Biograph")
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 paid attention to what others were thinkin’, the heart inside me would’ve died
Well, 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’s gonna 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
Now, 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
Oh when the dawn came over the river bridge, I knew it was up to me
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
I met somebody face to face, 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 gonna make a move, I guess it must be up to me
Now, 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 gotta pay the penalty
Somebody’s got to tell the tale, I guess it must be up to me
Dupree came in pimpin’ tonight to the Thunderbird Café
Crystal wanted to talk to him, I had to look the other way
Now, I just can’t rest without you, love, I need your company
You ain’t 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
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
WADE IN THE WATER
(from "Live 1961-2000")
Wade in the water
Wade in the water, children
Wade in the water
God's a-gonna trouble the water
God's a-gonna trouble the water.
Well, who are these children all dressed in red?
God's gonna trouble the water
Must be the children that Moses led
God's gonna trouble the water.
Wade in the water
Wade in the water, children
Wade in the water
God's a-gonna trouble the water
God's a-gonna trouble the water.
Well out of the mountain come fire an' smoke
God's gonna trouble the water
Jehovah, nobody but he could've spoke
God's gonna trouble the water.
Wade in the water, children
Wade in the water, children
Wade in the water
God's a-gonna trouble the water
God's a-gonna trouble the water.
Well, I'm walkin' down the highway an' the water's gettin' low
God's a-gonna trouble the water.
Walkin' down the highway, nowhere to go
God's a-gonna trouble the water.
Why doncha wade in the water
Wade in the water, children
Wade in the water
God's a-gonna troublin' the water
God's a-gonna troublin' the water.
God's a-gonna troublin' the water.
WAITING FOR YOU
(Unreleased)
I never dreamed it could be
A someone made just for me.
When I'm letting her have her way,
I'm here to see what she has to say.
Aw, the poor girl always wins the day.
I'm stayin' ahead of the game,
And she's a-doin' the same,
And the whiskey flyin' into my head.
The fiddler's arm has gone dead,
And talk is beginning to spread
When did our love go bad?
Whatever happened to the best friend that I had?
It's been so long since I held you tight
Been so long since we said goodnight.
The taste of tears is bittersweet.
When you're near me, my heart forgets to beat.
You're there every night
Among the good and the true,
And I'll be around, waitin' for you.
Well, the king of them all
Is starting to fall.
I lost my gal at the boatman's ball.
The night has a thousand hearts and eyes.
Hope may vanish, but it never dies.
I'll see you tomorrow when freedom rings.
I'm gonna stay on top of things.
It's the middle of summer,
And the moon is blue.
And I'll be around, waitin' for you.
Another deal gone down,
Another man done gone.
You put up with it all, and you carry on.
Something holding you back,
But you'll come through.
I'd bet the world and everything in it on you.
Happiness is but a state of mind.
Anytime you want, you can cross the state line.
You don't need to be rich
or well to do,
I'll be around, waitin' for you.
WALKIN' DOWN THE LINE
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.1")
Lord, I’m walkin’ down the line
Walkin’ down the line
And 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 a-feelin’ well
When she’s better only time will tell
Lord, I’m walkin’ down the line
Walkin’ down the line
And 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
Lord, I’m walkin’ down the line
Walkin’ down the line
And 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
Lord, I’m walkin’ down the line
Walkin’ down the line
Lord, 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
What else can a poor boy do?
Lord, I’m walkin’ down the line
Lord, I’m walkin’ down the line
Lord, I’m walkin’ down the line
My feet’ll be a-flyin’
To tell about my troubled mind
WALLFLOWER
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.2")
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 wonderin’ what I’m doin’ here
Just like you I’m wonderin’ 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
WALLS OF RED WING
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.1")
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
All inside the walls on the grounds of Red Wing
From the dirty old mess hall, you march to the brick wall
Too weary to talk and too tired to sing
And it’s all afternoon you remember your hometown
All 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
All inside the grounds of 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
Farewell to the minutes they threaten you with it
All inside the grounds of 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 the wood pilin’
All Inside the grounds of 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’
All inside the grounds of the walls of Red Wing
As the rain rattled heavy on the bunkhouse shingles
And the sounds of the night they made my ears ring
’Til the keys of the guards clicked the tune of the morning
All inside the grounds of the walls of Red Wing
Oh, some of us will wind up in St. Cloud prison
And some of us’ll end up to be lawyers and things
And some of us’ll stand to meet you on your crossroads
From inside the grounds of the walls of Red Wing
WATCHING THE RIVER FLOW
(from "Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Vol.2")
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 café
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
Well, 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 just sit down on this bank of sand
And watch the river flow
WHEN I GOT TROUBLES
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.7")
Well I got trouble
Trouble's on my mind
Yep, when I got trouble
Trouble's on my mind
Well, I'm gonna forget my trouble
Leave my trouble behind, behind
I'm gonna swing it up
Swing it down
Got the fever, then wham, wham wham!
Well, swing your troubles
Swing your troubles away, yeah,
Well, swing baby
Swing your troubles today
Yea, yea, yea, yeah!
WHEN I PAINT MY MASTERPIECE
(from "Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Vol.2")
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
Yup, 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
As the daylight hours do increase
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
When I paint my masterpiece
I left Rome and landed in Brussels
With a picture of a tall oak tree by my side
Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin’ muscles
Everyone was there and nobody tried to hide
Newspapermen eating candy
Had to be held down by big police
Someday, everything is gonna be different
When I paint my masterpiece
WHEN YOU AWAKE
(from "Before The Flood")
Ollie told me that, that I'm a fool
So I walked on down the road a mile,
And went to the house that brings a smile
Sat upon my grandpa's knee,
And what do you think he said to me?
When you awake you will remember ev'rything,
You will be hangin' on a string
When you believe, you will relieve the only soul
That you were born with to grow old and never know
Ollie, he showed me the fork in the road and said me,
“Can take you left or straight to right,
Save your days and use your nights,
Be careful where you step and watch wha-cha eat,
Sleep with the light on and you got it beat”
When you awake you will remember ev'rything,
You will be hangin' on a string, yeah and
When you believe, you will relieve the only soul
That you were born with to grow old and never know
Ollie told me it's a mean old world,
The streets don't greet ya, yes, it's true
But what am I supposed to do
Read the writing on the wall,
I heard it when I was very small.
When you awake you will remember ev'rything,
You will be hangin' on a string and
When you believe, you will relieve the only soul
That you were born with to grow old and never know, oh, no no
I wash my hand in lye water, got a date with the captains daughter
You can go and tell your brother, and we sure gonna
love one another, oh! It’s okay, it’s alright, yeah, yeah
You may be right and you might be wrong,
No I won't 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 my head, so I could wake up in the
mornin' dead, oh no no
And if I thought it would do any good, I'd stand on the rock where Moses stood.
WHO KILLED DAVEY MOORE?
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.1")
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an’ what’s the reason for?
“Not I,” said the referee
“Don’t point your finger at me
I could’ve stopped it in the eighth
An’ maybe kept him from his fate
But the crowd would’ve booed, I’m sure
At not gettin’ their money’s worth
It’s too bad that he had to go
But there was a pressure on me too, you know
It wasn’t me that made him fall
No, you can’t blame me at all”
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an’ what’s the reason for?
“Not us,” said the angry crowd
Whose screams filled the arena loud
“It’s too bad he had to die that night
We just like to see a good old fashioned fight
We didn’t mean for him t’ meet his death
We just wanted to see some sweat
There ain’t nothing wrong in that
It wasn’t us that made him fall
No, you can’t blame us at all”
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an’ what’s the reason for?
“Not me,” said his manager
Puffing on a big cigar
“It’s hard to say, it’s hard to tell
I always thought that he was well
It’s too bad for his wife an’ kids he’s dead
But if he was sick, he should’ve said
It wasn’t me that made him fall
You can’t blame me at all”
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an’ what’s the reason for?
“Not me,” said the gambling man
With his ticket stub still in his hand
“It wasn’t me that knocked him down
My hands didn’t touch him none
I didn’t commit no ugly sin
Anyway, I put money on him to win
It wasn’t me that made him fall
You can’t blame me at all”
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an’ what’s the reason for?
“Not me,” said the boxing writer
Who pounds a print on his old typewriter
Sayin’, “Boxing is here to stay
There’s just as much foot danger in a football game”
Sayin’, “Fist fighting is here to stay
It’s just the old American way
It wasn’t me that made him fall
You can’t blame me at all”
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an’ what’s the reason for?
“Not me,” said the man whose fists
Laid him low in a cloud of mist
Who came here from Cuba’s door
Where boxing ain’t allowed no more
“I hit him, I hit him, yes, it’s true
But that’s what I am paid to do
Don’t say murder, don’t say kill
It was destiny, it was God’s will”
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an’ what’s the reason for?
WILD MOUNTAIN THYME
(From "Live Isle Of Wight With The Band)
For the summertime is a-coming
And the leaves are sweetly blooming
And the wild mountain thyme
Blows around the purple heather
Will you go, Lassie go?
And we’ll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
From all around the purple heather
Will you go, Lassie go?
If my true love she won't go
You know I’ll surely find another
To pull wild mountain thyme
From all around the purple heather
Will you go, Lassie go?
I will build my love a tower
At the foot of the fountain
And then on it I will put
All the flowers of the mountain
Will you go, Lassie go?
Oh, the springtime is a-coming
and the wee birds are sweetly singing
And the wild mountain thyme
blooms around the purple heather
will you go, Lassie, go?WORKING ON A GURU
(From The Bootleg Series Vol.10)
Rain on the ground, windshield wipers movin',
Water on the ground, sure don't feel like groovin'
Working on a guru,
Working on a guru,
Working on a guru, before the sun goes down.
Rain all around, I need me an umbrella
Water on the ground, I am that kind of fella
Looking for a guru,
Working on a guru,
Working on a guru, before the sun goes down.
Walking on the street, I need me an umbrella
Just to keep it sweet, I am that kind of fella
Looking for a guru,
Working on a guru,
Working on a guru, before the sun goes down.
(Play it again ...)
Rain on the ground, windshield wipers movin',
Water all around, I sure don't feel like groovin'
I'm working on a guru,
Yes, I'm working on a guru,
But I'm working on a guru, before the sun goes down.
Working on a guru,
Working on a guru,
Well, it's true, it could be you
I'm working on a guru.WORRIED BLUES
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.1")
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,
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.
YE SHALL BE CHANGED
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.3")
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 of hatred
Your bones are breaking, can’t find nothing sacred
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 clothes
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 clothes
And ye shall be changed
The past don’t control you
But the future’s like a roulette wheel spinning
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 clothes
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
When you’ve decided that you’ve had enough
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 clothes
And ye shall be changed
YOU BELONG TO ME
(Unreleased)
See the pyramids along the Nile
See the pyramids along the Nile
Watch the sunrise from a tropic isle
Just remember, darling all the while
You belong to me
See the marketplace in old Algiers
Send me photographs and souvenirs
Just remember when a dream appears
You belong to me
I'll be so alone without you
Maybe you'll be lonesome too
And blue
Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when it's wet with rain
Just remember 'til you're home again
You belong to me
I'll be so alone without you
Maybe you'll be lonesome too
And blue
Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when it's wet with rain
Just remember 'til you're home again
You belong to me
YOU CHANGED MY LIFE
(from "The Bootleg Series Vol.3")
I was listening to the voices of death on parade
Singing about conspiracy, wanted me to be afraid
Working for a system I couldn't understand or trust
Suffered ridicule and wanting to give it all up in disgust
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
Talk about salvation, people suddenly get tired
They got a million things to do, they're all so inspired
You do the work of the devil, you got a million friends
They'll be there when you got something, they'll take it all in the end
But you changed my life
Came along in a time of strife
I was under the gun, clouds blocking the sun
You changed my life
Well, the nature of man is to beg and to steal
I do it myself, it's not so unreal
The call of the wild is forever at my door
Wants me to fly like an eagle while being chained to the floor
But you changed my life
Came along in a time of strife
From silver and gold to what man cannot hold
You changed my life
I was eating with the pigs off a fancy tray
I was told I was looking good and to have a nice day
It all seemed so proper, it all seemed so elite
Eating that absolute garbage while being so discreet
But you changed my life
Came along in a time of strife
From silver and gold to what man cannot hold
You changed my life
You were glowing in the sun while being peaceably calm
While orphans of man danced to the beat of the palm
Your eyes were on fire, your feet were of brass
In the world you had made they made you an outcast
You changed my life
Came along in a time of strife
From silver and gold to what man cannot hold
You changed my life
There was someone in my body that I could hardly see
Invading my privacy making my decisions for me
Holding me back, not letting me stand
Making me feel like a stranger in a strange land
But you changed my life
Came along in a time of strife
You come down the line, give me a new mind
You changed my life
My Lord and my Savior, my companion, my friend
Heart fixer, mind regulator, true to the end
My creator, my comforter, my cause for joy
What the world is set against but will never destroy
You changed my life
Came along in a time of strife
You came in like the wind, like Errol Flynn
You changed my life
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