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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

01. Baby Please Don't Go
02. Corrina Corrina
03. The Death Of Emmett Till
04. Mixed Up Confusion
05. Lonesome Whistle (H.Williams/J.Davies)
06. Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues
07. Milk Cow's Calf's Blues I (Robert Johnson)
08. That's Alright Mama (A. Crudup)

01. The Times they Are A Changing
02. To Ramona
03. Gates Of Eden
04. If You Gotta Go Go Now
05. It's Alright Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)
06. Love Minus Zero
07. Mr. Tambourine Man
08. Talkin' World War III Blues

01. A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall
02. Romance In Durango
03. Isis
04. Blowin' In The Wind
05. Water Is Wide
06. I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine
07. Never Let Me Go
08. I Shall Be Released

01. When I Paint My Masterpiece
02. It Ain't Me Babe
03. Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll
04. It Takes A Lot To Laugh
05. Romance In Durango
06. Isis
07. Blowin' In The Wind (w/Joan Baez)
08. The Water Is Wide (w/ Baez)

01. Intro
02. Things Have Changed
03. She Belongs to Me
04. Beyond Here Lies Nothin’
05. What’ll I Do
06. Duquesne Whistle
07. Melancholy Mood
08. Pay in Blood

Things Have Changed
She Belongs to Me
Beyond Here Lies Nothin'
What'll I Do (Irving Berlin cover)
Pay in Blood
Melancholy Mood (Frank Sinatra cover)
Duquesne Whistle
I'm a Fool to Want You (Frank Sinatra cover)

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

I ain't gonna go to hell for anybody (repeat)

I can manipulate people as well as anybody
Hold 'em and control 'em, please 'em an' squeeze 'em
I can make believe I'm in love with almost anybody
Burst 'em an' burn 'em, [cram]'em and leave 'em

But they're not my purpose as I make the deeds

"There must be some kinda way out of here"
Said the joker to the thief
"There's too much confusion
I can't get no relief"

"Businessmen, they, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None will level on the line

"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,

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,

A long long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance
and maybe they'd be happy for a while.
But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step

I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride

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

Put your lovin' hand out, baby
I'm beggin'
Beggin', put your lovin' hand out, baby
Beggin' you, put your lovin' hand out, baby
Ridin' high when I was king
Played it hard and fast cause I had everything
You walked away, wonderin' then
But easy come and easy go and it would end

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.

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.

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.

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.

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 brokin' down.

You looked for work and money

One evening for pleasure I rambled to view
The fair fields all alone
Down by the banks of Loch Eiron
Where beauty and pleasure were known.

I spied a fair maid at her labour
Which caused me to stay for a while
And I thought of a goddess to beauty

Oh well, I love you pretty baby
You're the only love I've ever known
Just as long as you stay with me
The whole world is my throne
Beyond here lies nothin'
Nothin' we can call our own

Well, I'm movin' after midnight

Oh well, I love you pretty baby
You're the only love I've ever known
Just as long as you stay with me
The whole world is my throne
Beyond here lies nothin'
Nothin' we can call our own

Well, I'm movin' after midnight

Up on the white veranda
She wears a necktie and a Panama hat
Her passport shows another face
From another time and place
She looks nothing like that
And all the remnants of her recent past
Are scattered in the wild wind
She walks across the marble floor

Black Jack Davey come a-ridin' 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.

"How old are you, my pretty little miss
How old are you, my honey ?"

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

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«Rainy Day Women #12 & 35» — 4:36
«Pledging My Time» — 3:50
«Visions of Johanna» — 7:33
«One of Us Must Know (Sooner or Later)» — 4:54

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Сколько дорог должен каждый пройти
Чтоб звали его – человек?
Да, и сколько морей голубь встретит в пути
Пока не уснет он навек?
Да, и сколько же лет должны бомбы летать
Пока люди скажут им: нет?
Ответ же, мой друг, шепнет нам ветер вдруг
Ответ – шепот ветра, мой друг.

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
How many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they are forever banned?

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind,

Blues, stay away from me,
Blues, why don't you let me be?
Don't know why you keep on haunting me.

Love was never meant for me,
True love was never meant for me.
Seems somehow we never did agree.

Boots of Spanish Leather
Oh, I'm sailin' away my own true love
I'm sailin' away in the mornin'
Is there something I can send you from across the sea
From the place that I'll be landing?

No, there's nothing you can send me my own true love.
There's nothing I'm a-wishin' to be ownin'.

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«Subterranean Homesick Blues» — 2:21
«She Belongs to Me» — 2:47
«Maggie's Farm» — 3:54
«Love Minus Zero/No Limit» — 2:51
«Outlaw Blues» — 3:05
«On the Road Again»- 2:35

Hey, where did we go
Days when the rains came?
Down in the hollow
Playin' a new game

Laughin' and a-runnin', hey hey
Skippin' and a-jumpin'
In the misty mornin' fog

He sits in your room, his tomb, with a fist full of tacks
Preoccupied with his vengeance
Cursing the dead that can’t answer him back
I’m sure that he has no intentions
Of looking your way, unless it’s to say
That he needs you to test his inventions

Can you please crawl out your window?

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 her about Jesus, told her about the rain,
She told me about the jungle where her brothers were slain
By the man who invented iron and disappeared so mysteriously.

Was she a child or an angel? Did we go too far?

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

Sixteen years,
Sixteen banners united over the fields
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,

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.

Every time my baby and me we go uptown
Police come and they knock me down
Cocaine, all around my brain

Hey baby, you better come here quick
This old cocaine's about to make
Cocaine, all around my brain

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

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,

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

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?

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,

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

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

If I had wings like Noah's dove
I'd fly the river to the one I love
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well.
I had a man, who was long and tall,
Moved his body like a cannon ball.
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well.

'Member one evening, it was drizzling rain

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

Well, thousands of folks back east, they say,
Are leavin' home most ev'ry day,
And they're beatin' the hot old dusty way
To the California line.
'Cross the desert sands they roll,
A-getting out of that old dust bowl,
And they think they're going to a sugar bowl,
Here's what they find:

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 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

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,

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

“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”

My baby don't have to worry, she don't have to rob and steal
My baby don't have to worry, she don't have to rob and steal
I give her everything she needs, I am her driving wheel

She left me this morning, she said she would be back soon
She left me this morning, she said she would be back soon
She'll be back early Friday morning, either Saturday in the afternoon

Well, it’s all up from Florida at the start of the spring
The trucks and the trailers will be winding
Like a bullet we’ll shoot for the carnival route
We’re following them dusty old fairgrounds a-calling

From the Michigan mud past the Wisconsin sun
’Cross that Minnesota border, keep ’em scrambling
Through the clear county lakes and the lumberjack lands

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

I sung 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 was 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

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 dying 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

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.

Oh it's fare thee well my darlin' true,
I'm leavin' in the first hour of the morn.
I'm bound off for the bay of Mexico
Or maybe the coast of Californ.
So it's fare thee well my own true love,
We'll meet another day, another time.
It ain't the leavin'
That's a-grievin' me

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

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.

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

I woke up this morning
There were tears in my bed
They killed a man I really loved
Shot him through the head

Lord, Lord, they cut George Jackson down
Lord, Lord, they laid him in the ground

If you're traveling in the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
For she was once a true love of mine.

Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm
When the rivers freeze and summer ends
Please see for me if she's wearing a coat so warm

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

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

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

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

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

Ты можешь быть послом Англии или Франции,
Ты можешь любить играть в азартные игры, а можешь любить танцевать,
Ты можешь быть тяжеловесным чемпионом мира,
Ты можешь быть вип-персоной и длинные жемчужные бусы таскать.

Но ты должен служить кому-то, в самом деле,
Ты должен служить кому-то.
Это может быть дьявол или может быть Господь,

Well, I wish I was in London
Or some other seaport town
I'd put my foot on a steamboat
I'd sail the ocean 'round
While sailing 'round the ocean
While sailing 'round the sea
I'd think of handsome molly
Wherever she might be

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,

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

Hark! the herald angels sing
Glory to the newborn King
peace on earth and mercy mild
God and sinners reconcile.
Joyful all ye nations rise
join the triumph of the skies;
with the angelic host proclaim
'Christ is born in Bethlehem'

Here comes Santa Claus
Here comes Santa Claus
Right down
Santa Claus Lane

Vixen, Blitzen
And all his reindeer
Pulling on the reins

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.

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.

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«Like a Rolling Stone» — 6:13
«Tombstone Blues» — 6:00
«It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry» — 4:10
«From a Buick 6» — 3:19
«Ballad of a Thin Man» — 6:00

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.

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.

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the risin' sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And I know, God, I'm one.

My mother was a tailor
She sewed these new blue jeans
My sweetheart was a gambler, lord

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

"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

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

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

Well I'm lookin the world over
Looking far off into the east
And i see my baby comin'
she's walking with the village beast
I feel a change comin' on
and the last part of the day's already gone

We got so much in common

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

They say evrything can be replaced,
Yet evry distance is not near.
So I remember evry face
Of evry 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.

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'm 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.
Standin' on the gallows with my head in a noose
Any minute now I'm expectin' all hell to break loose.

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,

Close your eyes, close the door
You don’t have to worry anymore
I’ll be your baby tonight

Shut the light, shut the shad
You don’t have to be afraid
I’ll be your baby tonight

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

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,

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

In My Time of Dyin'
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Well in my time of dyin'
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

Isis, words by Bob Dylan & Jacques Levy
music by Bob Dylan

Bb Ab Eb Bb
I married Isis on the fifth day of May

Ab Eb Bb
But I could not hold on to her very long

It Ain't Me Babe/Это не я, крошка

Go away from my window
Leave at your own chosen speed
I'm not the one you want, babe
I' not the one you need

You say you're lookin' for someone

Go away from my window

Leave at your own chosen speed

I'm not the one you want, babe

I'm not the one you need

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 want to be your boss babe, I just want to be your man
When things go wrong, so wrong with you

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.

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

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 many a door
But he was never known
To hurt an honest man

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,

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

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.

Mama take this badge from me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark too dark to see
Feels 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

Mama take this badge off me,
I can't use it any more,
It's getting dark, too dark to see,
Feel I'm knocking 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.

Стучусь в дверь небес

Мама, забери у меня этот значок,
Я больше не могу его использовать,
Темнеет, уже слишком темно, чтобы увидеть,
Кажется, я стучусь в дверь небес.

Стук-стук-стучусь в дверь небес.

Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore.
It's gettin' dark, too dark to see
I feel 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

Mama, take this badge off o' me
I can't use it anymore
It's gettin' dark, too dark to see
I feel 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

Mama take this badge from me
I can´t use it any more
It´s getting dark too dark to see
Feels like I´m knockin´ on heaven´s door


Kn-kn-knockin´ on heaven´s door
Kn-knockin´ on heaven´s door

1.) Mama take this badge from me
I cant use it any more.
It sgetting dark to dark to see
feels like I m knocking on heavens door.

Ref.:
knock knock knocking on heavens door
knock knock knocking on heavens door

Вступление: С G Dm C G F

C G Dm
yeah, yeah yeah
C G F
yeah, yeah yeah

C G Dm

Mama, take this badge up from me
I can't use it any more
It's getting dark, too dark to see
Feels like I'm knocking on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door

Mama, take this badge off of me…
I can't use it anymore…
It's getting dark, too dark to see…
Feel I'm knocking on heaven's door…

Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door…
Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door…
Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door…

Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark, too dark to see
Feel I'm knocking on heaven's door

Refrain:
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door

Mama take this badge from me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark too dark to see
Feels 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

Mama take this badge off me,
I can't use it any more,
It's getting dark, too dark to see,
Feel I'm knocking 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 take this badge off me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark too dark to see
Feels 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

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

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

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?

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

B.Dylan

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,

Once upon a time you're 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

it's been such a long long time
since we loved each other and our hearts were true
one time, for one brief day, i was the man for you
last night i heard you talkin in your sleep
saying things you shouldn't say, oh baby
you just may have to go to jail someday
is there a place we can go, is there anybody we can see?
maybe,

My love she speaks like silence
Without ideals or violence
She doesn't have to say she's faithful
Yet she's true, like ice, like fire
People carry roses
And make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her.

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

I aint gonna work on, Maggies Farm no more.
No i aint gonna work on, Maggies Farm no more.

Well i wake up in the morning,
Fold my hands and pray for rain,
I got a head full of ideas,
That are driving me insane.

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.

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´s gone with the man
In the long black coat.

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 sing you a song, 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.

Well, the crowd, they gathered one fine morn,
At the man whose clothes 'n' shoes were torn.
There on the sidewalk he did lay,

Damn you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks.
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks.

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

I'm growing tired of the big city lights
Tired of the glamour and tired of the sights
In all my dreams I am roaming once more
Back to my home on the old river shore

I am sad and weary far away from home
Miss the Mississippi and you dear
Days are dark and dreary everywhere I roam

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

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.

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 sign
Stay right with it when the road unwinds
I can handle whatever

I pounded on a farmhouse
Lookin' for a place to stay
I was mighty, mighty tired
I had come a long, long way
I said, "Hey, hey, in there
Is there anybody home ?
I was standin' on the steps
Feelin' must alone

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.

Эй! Mr. Тамбурин, играй мне песню,
Я не сплю, и нет такого места, куда я иду.
Эй! Mr. Тамбурин, играй мне песню,
В утреннем шуме-звоне я пойду за тобой

Хотя я знаю, что вчерашняя империя превратилась в прах
Исчезла из моих рук
Без колебаний оставь меня здесь - стоящего, но еще не уснувшего

Who's got a beard that's long and white?
Santa's got a beard that's long and white.

Who comes around on a special night?
Santa comes around on a special night.

Special night, beard that's white,

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.

I'm gonna walk across the desert, 'til I'm in my right mind.
I won't even thing about, what I left behind
Nothing back there anyway, that I can call my own
Go back home, leave me alone
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way
If I cant work up to you, you'll surely have to work down to me someday

Ever since the British, burned the White House down

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

Lost John sitting on a railroad track
Something's out of wack
Blues this morning falling down like hail
Gonna leave a greasy trail

Gonna travel the world is what I'm gonna do
Then come back and see you
All I ever do is struggle and strive

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

Twilight on the frozen lake

North wind about to break

On footprints in the snow

Silence down below.

New York City
[John Lennon/The Plastic Ono Band/Elephant's Memory/Invisible Strings]

Standing on the corner
Just me and yoko ono
We was waiting for jerry to land
Up come a man with the guitar
in his hand

Burl Ives

Shipmates listen unto me. I'll tell you in my song of things that happened to me when I come home from Hong Kong.

Chorus:
To me way, you Santy, my dear Annie. Oh, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?

As I walked down to Chatham Street, a fair maid I did meet.

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

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

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

Now she's walking in the morning .
Howlin' you come home
I'll be on my way, so long, forlorn
You just can't go
I will get it if I have to
If I have to please come home

Try, but I'll be dry, and I crave you

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?

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.
I don't sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above.

Чашка кофе на пути
Сладкое дыхание твоё,
Два небесных бриллианта глаз,
Волны шёлковых твоих волос
На подушке, где ты спишь сейчас;
Но не будешь предана ты мне,
Я не чувствую твоей любви,
Она бродит в лабиринтах звёзд

Твое дыханье
Как цветок, глаза огнем горят
Чеканный профиль, волосы
Как шелка водопад
Но нет любви, нет чувства
Нет ничего, поверь
Ты смотришь в небо, для тебя
Открыли звезды дверь

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

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.

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,

Oxford town, oxford town
Evrybodys got their heads bowed down
The sun dont shine above the ground
Aint 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

Well I’m grinding my life out, steady and sure
Nothing more wretched than what I must endure
I’m drenched in the light that shines from the sun
I could stone you to death for the wrongs that you done
Sooner or later you make a mistake,
I’ll put you in a chain that you never will break
Legs and arms and body and bone
I pay in blood, but not my own.

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 gota helping hand to lend
You just want to be on

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 gotta 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

When I'd ask why the painting was deadly
Nobody could pick up my sign
'Cept for the cook, she was always friendly
But she'd only ask, "What's on your mind?"
She'd say that especially when it was raining
I'd say "Oh, I don't know"
But then she'd press and I'd say, "You see that painting?
Do you think it's been done by Van Gogh?"

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 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

Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill
He never worked, and he never will,
and it's ride, ride, ride.

Railroad Bill he was a mighty mean man
He shot the midnight lantern out of the brakeman's hand
and it's ride, ride, ride.

Well, they’ll stone ya when you’re trying to be so good
They’ll stone ya just a-like they said they would
They’ll stone ya when you’re tryin’ to go home
Then they’ll stone ya when you’re there all alone
But I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get stoned

Well, they’ll stone ya when you’re walkin’ ’long the street

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

We did somethin' we both know it
We don't talk too much about it
Ain't no real big secret all the same
Somehow we get around it
Listen it don't really matter to me, baby
You believe what you want to believe
You see, you don't have to live like a refugee (don't have to live like a refugee)

Rita May, Rita May
You got your body in the way
You're so damn nonchalant
But it's your mind that I want

You got me huffin' and a-puffin'
Next to you I feel like nothin' Rita May

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

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 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 could they get to carry you?

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

I was blinded by the devil, born and 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, well I'm so glad, so glad, I want to thank You, Lord

In Scarlet Town, where I was born
There's ivy leaf and silver thorn
The streets have names that you can't pronounce
Gold is down to a quarter of an ounce

The music starts and the people sway
Everybody says, "Are you going my way?"
Uncle Tom still workin' for Uncle Bill

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

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

'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

i saw a shooting star tonight
and i thought of you
you're trying to break into another world
a world i never knew
i always kinda wondered
if you ever made it through
i saw a shooting star tonight
and i thought of you

Sign on the window says, "Lonely"
Sign on the door said, "No company allowed"
Sign on the street says, "You don't own me"
Sign on a porch says, "Three's a crowd"
Sign on a porch says that three's a crowd.

Her and her boyfriend went to California
Her and her boyfriend done changed their tune

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

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

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.

I paid fifteen million dollars, twelve hundred and seventy-two cents
I paid one thousand, two hundred twenty-seven dollars and fifty-five cents
To see my bulldog bite a rabbit
And my hound dog's just sittin' on a barbed-wire fence

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

I don't care what you do, I don't care what you say
I don't care where you go or how long you stay
Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry about me any more

Well you take my money and you turn it out
You fill me up with nothing but self doubt
Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry about me any more

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 and it's hungry, it's tired and it's torn

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

Spirit on the water
Darkness on the face of the deep
I keep thinking about you baby
I can't hardly sleep

I'm traveling by land
Traveling through the dawn of day
You're always on my mind

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.

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

Well, I'm standin' on a highway
Tryin' to bum a ride, tryin' to bum a ride,
Tryin' to bum a ride.

Well, I'm standin' on a highway
Tryin' to bum a ride, tryin' to bum a ride,
Tryin' to bum a ride.

Well, put your arms around me like a circle in the sun
Stay with me baby like my easy rider done
If you don't think I love you look what a fool I've been
If you don't think I'm sinking look what a hole I'm in
I'm stealin' pretty mama don't you tell on me
I'm stealin' back my good old used-to-be
Well, the woman I love she's about my size
She's a married woman, comes to see me sometimes

There was a little girl, I used to know her
I still think about her, time to time
There was a moment when I really loved her
Then one day the feeling just died

We went straight into darkness
Out over the line
Yeah straight into darkness

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

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

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 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

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 so hard to resist
But what's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?

Rambling out of the wild west
Leaving the towns I love best
Thought I'd seen some ups and down
'Till I come into New York town
People going down to the ground
Building going up to the sky

Wintertime in New York town

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

The pale moon rose in its glory
Out on the Western town
She told a sad, sad story
Of the great ship that went down

T'was the fourteenth day of April
Over the waves she rode
Sailing into tomorrow

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',

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
How many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they are forever banned?

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind,

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."

Christmas in the Heart, 2009

Bob Dylan — гитара, клавишные, вокал, губная гармоника
Tony Garnier — бас-гитара
Phil Upchurch — гитара, мандолина
Patrick Warren — пианино, орган, селеста
David Hidalgo — аккордеон, гитара, мандолина, скрипка
Donnie Herron — ритм-гитара, мандолина, труба, скрипка

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.

West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar
I see the burning of the page
Curtain rising on a new age

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

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

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

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

Времена могут вдруг измениться

Придите же люди
Со всей земли
И примите же воды
Вблизи которых росли.
И поймите, что скоро
Промокнете до кости,

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'

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 saving
Then you'd better start swimming or you'll sink like a stone
For the times, they are a changing

Come writers and critics who prophesize with your pens

The water is wide an' 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 an' i

There is a ship an' she sails on the sea
Loaded deep as deep can be
But not as deep as the love I'm in

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

Standing on the gallows with my head in a noose

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

Standing on the gallows with my head in a noose

Am
If your memory serves you well
Bo7
We were goin' to meet again and wait
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So I'm goin F Dm Am
And sit before it gets too late
C Am

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 And you know that we shall meet again If your mem'ry serves you well
This wheel's on fire Rollin' 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 And you knew that we shall meet again If your mem'ry serves you well
This wheel's on fire Rollin' 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 should meet again If your mem'ry served you well

Thunder on the mountain, and there's fires on the moon

A ruckus in the alley and the sun will be here soon

Today's the day, where I'm gonna grab my trombone and blow

Well, there's hot stuff here and it's everywhere I go

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

To be alone with you,
Just you and me.
Now won't you tell me the 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.

A tear go down
My day is real
But your dying eye
Upon the shame
Each needs a road
For me from you
What paradise?
What can I do?

To Ramona
Ramona, come closer
Shut softly your watery eyes
The pangs of your sadness
Will pass as your senses will rise
The flowers of the city
Though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes
And there's no use in tryin'

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

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 got to know, Lord, when to pull back on the reins,
Death can be the result of the most underrated pain.
Satan whispers to ya, "Well, I don't want to bore ya,
But when ya get tired of that Miss So-and-so I got another woman for ya”

Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind,
Lord, take away this trouble in mind.

I'm troubled and I don't know why
I'm troubled and I don't know why
the trouble on my mind is driving me blind
I'm troubled and I don't know why

Oh, what did the morning say?
Oh, what did the morning say?
Well, it rolled from the night with a dark dreary light

The air is getting hotter, there's a rumblin' in the skies
I've been wading through the high muddy water
With the heat risin' in my eyes
Every day your memory grows dimmer
It dosn't haunt me like it did before
I've been walking through the mirror to nowhere
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door.

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

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.

Well the woman that I love she got a hook in her nose
Her eye brows 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 in sane

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

Somethin’ about you that I can’t shake,
Don’t know how much more 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.

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

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 saving,
Then you'd better start swimming or you'll sink like a stone,
For the times they are a-changing!

Come writers and critics who prophesize with your pen,

I love you more than ever, more than time and more than love,
Я люблю тебя больше, чем когда-либо, больше, чем время, больше, чем любовь,
I love you more than money and more than the stars above,
Я люблю тебя больше, чем деньги, и больше, чем звёзды в вышине,
Love you more than madness, more than waves upon the sea,
Любить тебя – это больше, чем безумие, больше, чем волны на море,
Love you more than life itself, you mean that much to me.

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

Какой от меня толк, если я такой же как все,
Если просто отворачиваюсь, когда вижу, как ты одета,
Если затыкаю уши, чтобы не слышать твоего плача,
Какой от меня толк?

Какой от меня толк, если я знаю и не делаю,
Если вижу и не говорю, если вижу тебя насквозь,
Если не обращаю внимания на громыхающие небеса,

Tell me what you're gonna do

When the shadow comes under your door.

Tell me what you're gonna do

When the shadow comes under your door.

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 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 hours when the ship comes ind.

And the seas will split

"...- А это у вас Боб Дилан?
- Он самый, - сказал я. Играла "Положительно 4-я улица". Положительно,
хорошие песни и через двадцать лет хороши.
- Все-таки Боба Дилана ни с кем не спутаешь, - убежденно сказала она.
- Потому что его гармошка еще ужасней, чем у Стиви Уандера?
Она опять засмеялась. Я поймал себя на том, что мне нравится ее
смешить. Как ни странно, я еще способен смешить симпатичных девчонок.
- Нет, конечно, - ответила она. - Просто у него голос особенный. Как у

Now that I've lost everything to you
You say you wanna start something new
And it's breakin' my heart you're leavin'
Baby, I'm grievin'
But if you wanna leave, take good care
Hope you have a lot of nice things to wear
But then a lot of nice things turn bad out there

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.

Clouds so swift
Rain won't lift
Gate won't close
Railings froze
Get your mind of wintertime
You ain't goin' nowhere
Whoo-ee ride me high
Tomorrow's the day

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

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're on dry land
You made it there somehow
You're a big girl now.

Bird on the horizon sitting on the fence

Well I don't 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.

Well sometimes you're as sweet as anybody want to be
When you get a crazy notion of jumpin' all over me

Праздники закончились, и лето, как корабль, идёт ко дну
Пусто в кабаре, лишь кто-то с дрелью нарушает тишину.
Не крутится рулетка теперь по вечерам,
Разъехались сограждане обратно по домам.

Он стоял в дверном проёме, вылитый Валет Червей.

Прошёл он в полутёмный зал, украшенный десятками зеркал,