Showing posts with label BOB DYLAN. Show all posts
Showing posts with label BOB DYLAN. Show all posts

Monday, February 28, 2011

I’ll just say fare thee well ...


Well there ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
even you don't know by now
An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
and I'll never do somehow
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

and it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
the 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
But 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
but don’t think twice, it’s all right

So it ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
Like you never done before
and it ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
I can’t hear you anymore
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

so long, honey babe...
Where I’m bound, I can’t tell
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

Copyright © 1963 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1991 by Special Rider Music


Wednesday, January 19, 2011

‎... but she breaks just like a little girl


Dylan's ode to all women in the world.

The song one can obviously link to who we are in love with..

To a girl who surprises us with her smile in the nighttime singing love songs to our ears while we hold hands...

A girl who makes drawings of women going to the beach and brings Japanese soup to dinner..

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

I mean no trouble, please don't put me down, don’t get upset...

So I never knew this song existed... !!
It was on the bootleg series from Dylan... and then on the Legacy Edition of Jeff Buckley's Grace...

How come this song is not on any official release being as good as it is.. ?

this little hidden gem...

Dylan
once again is undressing our feelings.. with such plain words and simple pictures.. the soul of a man trapped in the cell of love-sickness..

I really prefer Jeff Buckley's demos than his official recordings.. because it's like when he was playing in Sin-E and nobody knew who he was..







Mama, you been on my mind.

Perhaps it is 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 mean no trouble, please don't put me down, don’t get upset,
I am not pleading or saying that "I can't forget you."
I do not pace the floor bowed down and bent, but yet,
Mama, you been on my mind.

Even though my eyes are hazy and my thoughts they might be narrow,
Where you been don't bother me or bring me down in sorrow.
I don't even mind who you'll be waking with 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 have no place I’m callin’ you to go.
I'm just whispering to myself so I can't pretend that I don't know,
But mama, you're just on my mind.

When you wake up in the mornin' and 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.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

May you stay 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.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

...you put a gun in my hands


and you hide from my eyes...

When I first listened to this song the last verse struck me so hard..

Still today makes me shiver..

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 over your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead.


It's not about violence or revenge, it's about rage..

A feeling written in lines and played on an acoustic guitar..

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