Dylan Lyrics
10,000 Men Some of 'm goin' down, some of 'm gonna get killed. Ten thousand men dressed in oxford blue, Ten thousand men dressed in oxford blue, Drummin' in the morning, in the evening they'll be coming for you. Ten thousand men on the move, Ten thousand men on the move, None of them doing nothin' that your mama wouldn't disapprove. Ten thousand men digging for silver and gold, Ten thousand men digging for silver and gold, All clean shaven, all coming in from the cold. Ten thousand women all dressed in white, Ten thousand women all dressed in white, Standin' at my window wishing me goodnight. Ten thousand men looking so lean and frail, Ten thousand men looking so lean and frail, Ten thousand women all sweepin' my room, Ten thousand women all sweepin' my room, Spilling my buttermilk, sweeping it up with a broom. 2 x 2 One by one, they followed the sun, One by one, until there were none. Two by two, to their lovers they flew, Two by two, into the foggy dew. Three by three, they danced on the sea, Four by four, they danced on the shore, Five by five, they tried to survive, Six by six, they were playing with tricks. How many paths did they try and fail? How many of their brothers and sisters lingered in jail? How much poison did they inhale? How many black cats crossed their trail? Seven by seven, they headed for heaven, Eight by eight, they got to the gate, Nine by nine, they drank the wine, Ten by ten, they drank again. How many tomorrow's have are they given away? How many more can they afford? Two by two, they stepped into the ark,Two by two, they step in the dark. Three by three, they're turning the key, Four by four, they turn it some more, One by one, they follow the sun, Two by two, to another rendezvous. 4th Time Around "Don't waste your words, they're just lies," And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes, Then said, "What else you got left?" It was then that I got up to leave Everybody must give something back For something they get." I stood there and hummed, Then she said, "Don't get cute." So I forced my hands in my pockets I stood in the dirt where ev'ryone walked. And after finding I'd I waited in the hallway, she went to get it, Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair That leaned up against . . . then she fell on the floor, And I covered her up and then I filled up my shoe And you, you took me in, You loved me then Now don't ask for mine. Copyright ©1966; renewed 1994 Dwarf Music
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A Hard Rain's AGonna Fall Oh, where have you been, my blueeyed son? Oh, where have you been, my darling young one? I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains, I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests, I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans, I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard, And it's a hard rain's agonna fall. Oh, what did you see, my blueeyed son? Oh, what did you see, my darling young one? I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin', I saw a room full of men with their hammers ableedin', I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children, And it's a hard rain's agonna fall. And what did you hear, my blueeyed son?And what did you hear, my darling young one? I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin', Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world, Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were ablazin', Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin', Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin', Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter, Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley, And it's a hard rain's agonna fall. Oh, who did you meet, my blueeyed son? Who did you meet, my darling young one? I met a young woman whose body was burning, I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow, I met one man who was wounded in love, I met another man who was wounded with hatred, It's a hard rain's agonna fall. Oh, what'll you do now, my blueeyed son? Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one? I'm agoin' back out 'fore the rain starts afallin', I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest, Where the people are many and their hands are all empty, Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters, Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison, Where the executioner's face is always well hidden, Where black is the color, where none is the number, And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it, And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it, then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin', But I'll know my song well before I start singin', It's a hard rain's agonna fall. Copyright ©1963; renewed 1991 Special Rider Music A Satisfied Mind If I had his money I'd do things my way Hmm, but little they know Hmm, it's so hard to find One rich man in ten with a satisfied mind. Hmm, once I was wadding in fortune and fame Everything that I dreamed of to get a start in lifes game But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind. I'll leave there ain't no doubt But one thing for certain I'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind. Abandoned Love I can hear the turning of the key
I've been deceived by the clown inside of me. I thought that he was righteous but he's vain Oh, something's atelling me I wear the ball and chain. My patron saint is afighting with a ghost the Spanish moon is rising on the hill But my heart is atellin' me I love ya still. I come back to the town from the flaming moon I see you in the streets, I begin to swoon. I love to see you dress before the mirror Won't you let me in your room one time 'fore I finally disappear? Everybody's wearing a disguise To hide what they've got left behind their eyes. Wherever the children go I'll follow them. I march in the parade of liberty I've given up the game, I've got to leave, The pot of gold is only makebelieve. The treasure can't be found by men who search Whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the church. We sat in an empty theater and we kissed, I asked ya please to cross me offa your list. But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange. One more time at midnight, near the wall Take off your heavy makeup and your shawl. Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit? Absolutely Sweet Marie I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet With all these promises you left for me Well, I waited for you inside of the frozen traffic When you knew I had some other place to be But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately. Were fin'lly delivered down to the penitentiary But to live outside the law, you must be honest But the riverboat captain, he knows my fate They're just gonna have to wait. Well, I got the fever down in my pockets The Persian drunkard, he follows me You see, you forgot to leave me with the key Now, I been in jail when all my mail showed And now I stand here lookin' at your yellow railroad in the ruins of your balcony Wond'ring where you are tonight, sweet Marie. Copyright ©1966; renewed 1994 Dwarf Music Ain't No More Cane Ain't no more cane on the brazos
Oh, oh oh, oh oh... You shoulda been on the river in 1910 they were driving the women just like they drove the men. Don't you rise up til judgment day's for sure Ain't no more cane on the brazos Captain, don't you do me like you done poor old shine Well ya drove that bully til he went stone blind Wake up on a lifetime, hold up your own head Well you may get a pardon and then you might drop dead Ain't no more cane on the brazos Ain't Talkin' As I walked out tonight in the mystic garden the wounded flowers were dangling from the vines I was passing by yon cool and crystal fountain Someone hit me from behind Ain't talkin', just walkin' Heart burnin', still yearnin' they say prayer has the power to help So pray from the mother In the human heart an evil spirit can dwell I'm trying to love my neighbor and do good unto others But oh, mother, things ain't going well Ain't talkin', just walkin' Heart burnin', still yearnin' They'll be no mercy for you once you've lost Now I'm all worn down by weepin' If I catch my opponents ever sleepin' I'll just slaughter them where they lie Ain't talkin', just walkin' Through the world mysterious and vague Heart burnin', still yearnin' Walking through the cities of the plague The whole world is filled with speculation The whole wide world which people say is round They will tear your mind away from contemplation They will jump on your misfortune when you're down Ain't talkin', just walkin' Eatin' hog eyed grease in hog eyed town Heart burnin' – still yearnin' They will crush you with wealth and power Every waking moment you could crack I'll make the most of one last extra hour I'll avenge my father's death then I'll step back Ain't talkin', just walkin' Hand me down my walkin' cane
Heart burnin', still yearnin' Got to get you out of my miserable brain They approve of me and share my code Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road Ain't talkin', just walkin' My mule is sick, my horse is blind Heart burnin', still yearnin' Thinkin' ‘bout that gal I left behind It's bright in the heavens and the wheels are flying the fire's gone out but the light is never dying Ain't talkin', just walkin' Carrying a dead man's shield Heart burnin', still yearnin' Walkin' with a toothache in my heel The suffering is unending I'm not playing, I'm not pretending I'm not nursing any superfluous fears Ain't talkin', just walkin' Walkin' ever since the other night Heart burnin', still yearnin' Walkin' ‘til I'm clean out of sight As I walked out in the mystic garden there's no one here, the gardener is gone Ain't talkin', just walkin' Up the road around the bend Heart burnin', still yearnin' In the last outback, at the world's end Alberta #1 Alberta what's on your mind Alberta what's on your mind You keep me worried and bothered All of the time Alberta what's on your mind Alberta don't you treat me unkind Alberta don't you treat me unkind Alberta don't you treat me unkind Alberta #2 Alberta what's on your mind Alberta what's on your mind You keep me worried and bothered All of the time Alberta what's on your mind Alberta don't you treat me unkind Alberta don't you treat me unkind
Alberta don't you treat me unkind All Along The Watchtower "there must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief, "There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief. Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth, None of them along the line know what any of it is worth." "No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke, "There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke. So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late." All along the watchtower, princes kept the view While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too. Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl, Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl. Copyright ©1968; renewed 1996 Dwarf Music All I Really Want To Do I ain't lookin' to compete with you, No, and I ain't lookin' to fight with you, Frighten you or uptighten you, Drag you down or drain you down, Chain you down or bring you down. I ain't lookin' to block you up Shock or knock or lock you up, Finalize you or advertise you. I don't want to straightface you, Or define you or confine you. I don't want to meet your kin, Make you spin or do you in, Or inspect you or reject you. I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me, Copyright ©1964; renewed 1992 Special Rider Music All Over You Well, if I had to do it all over again, Well, a dog's got his bone in the alley, A cat, she's got nine lives, King Saud's got four hundred wives. Well, ev'rybody's got somethin' That they're lookin' forward to. I'm lookin' forward to when I can do it all again I'd jump up in the wind, do a somersault and spin, I'd even dance a jig on the ground. Well, everybody gets their hour, Everybody gets their time, Little David when he picked up his pebbles,
Even Sampson after he went blind. Well, everybody gets the chance To do what they want to do. And I grab me a pint, you know that I'm a giant When you hear me yellin', "Feefifofum." You made me to a walkin' wreck, Then you pushed my heart through my backbone, Then you knocked off my head from my neck. Well, if I'm ever standin' steady Adoin' what I want to do, I'm just restin' at your gate so that I won't be late And, momma, I'm ajust sittin' on the shelf. Look out your window fair and you'll see me squattin' there Just afumblin' and amumblin' to myself. Well, after my cigarette's been smoked up, Well, after I do some of these things, And I tell you on the side, that you better run and hide Copyright ©1970 Warner Bros. Inc. All The Tired Horses All the tired horses in the sun How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done? Hmm. Angelina My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances Where the current is strong and the monkey dances To the tune of a concertina Blood dryin' in my yellow hair as I go from shore to shore But whatever it could be, makes you think you've seen me before Angelina Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina With a face that any painter would paint as he walked through the crowd Worshipping a god with the body of a woman well endowed And the head of a hyena Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek? If you can read my mind, why must I speak? No, I have heard nothing about the man that you seek Angelina Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode the peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed I was only following instructions when the judge sent me down the road When you cease to exist, then who will you blame? Your best friend and my worst enemy is one and the same Angelina Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina
there's a black Mercedes rollin' through the combat zone Your servants are half dead; you're down to the bone Maybe down in Jerusalem or Argentina? She was stolen from her mother when she was three days old Now her vengeance has been satisfied and her possessions have been sold He's surrounded by God's angels and she's wearin' a blindfold And so are you, Angelina Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina I see pieces of men marching; trying to take heaven by force I can see the unknown rider, I can see the pale white horse In God's truth tell me what you want, and you'll have it of course Just step into the arena Beat a path of retreat up them spiral staircases Pass the tree of smoke, pass the angel with four faces Begging God for mercy and weepin' in unholy places Angelina Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina Apple Suckling Tree Old man sailin' in a dinghy boat Down there Old man down is baitin' a hook On there Gonna pull man down on a suckling hook Gonna pull man into the suckling brook Now, he's underneath that apple suckling tree Under that apple suckling tree There's gonna be just you and me Underneath that apple suckling tree I push him back and I stand in line Then I hush my Sadie and stand in line Then I hush my Sadie and stand in line I get on board in twoeyed time Under that apple suckling tree Under that apple suckling tree There's just gonna be you and me Underneath that apple suckling tree Now, who's on the table. who's to tell me? Who's on the table, who's to tell me? The fortynine of you like bats out of hell Oh underneath that old apple suckling tree Copyright ©1969; renewed 1997 Dwarf Music Are You Ready? Am I ready to lay down my life for the brethren And to take up my cross?
Have I surrendered to the will of God Or am I still acting like the boss? And there's no time to say a faretheewell, Have you decided whether you want to be in heaven or in hell? Have you got some unfinished business? Is there something holding you back? Are you thinking for yourself Or are you following the pack? Are you ready for the judgment? Are you ready for the day of the Lord? Arthur McBride Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride, As we went awalkin' down by the seaside, For it bein' on Christmas mornin' And a little wee drummer intending to camp, For the day bein' pleasant and charmin'. "Good morning, good morning," the Sergeant he cried. "And the same to you, gentlemen," we did reply, intending no harm but meant to pass by, For it bein' on Christmas mornin' "But," says he, "My fine fellows, if you will enlist, Ten guineas in gold I'll stick to your fist, And a crown in the bargain for to kick up the dust, And drink the king's health in the morning. "For a soldier, he leads a very fine life, And he always is blessed with a charming young wife, And he always lives pleasant and charmin', in the finest of clothing he's constantly seen. While other poor fellows go dirty and mean, And sup on thin gruel in the morning." "But," says Arthur, "I wouldn't be proud of your clothes, For you've only the lend of them, as I suppose, But you dare not change them one night, for you know If you do, you'll be flogged in the morning, And although that we're single and free, We take great delight in our own company, Although that your offers are charming. For you'd have no scruples for to send us to France, Where we would get shot without warning," "Oh no," says the Sergeant. "I'll have no such chat, And neither will I take it from snappy young brats, For if you insult me with one other word, I'll cut off your heads in the morning." And we scarce gave them time to draw their own blades
When a trusty shillelagh came over their head And bid them take that as fair warning. And their old rusty rapiers that hung by their sides, We flung them as far as we could in the tide, "Now take them up, devils!" cried Arthur McBride, "And temper their edge in the mornin'!" And the little wee drummer, we flattened his bow, And we made a football of his rowdydowdow, Threw it in the tide for to rock and to roll, And bade it a tedious returning, And we havin' no money, paid them off in cracks. We paid no respect to their two bloody backs, And we lathered them there like a pair of wet sacks, And left them for dead in the morning. And so, to conclude and to finish disputes, We obligingly asked if they wanted recruits, For we were the lads who would give them hard clouts And bid them look sharp in the mornin'. Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride, As we went awalkin' down by the seaside, For it bein' on Christmas mornin' As I Went Out One Morning As I went out one morning To breathe the air around Tom Paine's, I spied the fairest damsel That ever did walk in chains. She took me by the arm. I knew that very instant, From the corners of her mouth, And together we'll fly south." Just then Tom Paine, himself, Came running from across the field, Shouting at this lovely girl And commanding her to yield. And as she was letting go her grip, Up Tom Paine did run, Copyright ©1968; renewed 1996 Dwarf Music
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Baby Let Me Follow You Down I first heard this from Ric von Schmidt. He lives in Cambridge. Ric is a blues guitarplayer. I met him one day on the green pastures of the Harvard University. Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty world Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty worldYes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world Baby Stop Crying You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe, Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying Baby, please stop crying. You know, I know, the sun will always shine So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind. Go down to the river, babe, Honey, I will meet you there. Go down to the river, babe, Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying Baby, please stop crying. You know, I know, the sun will always shine So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind. If you're looking for assistance, babe, Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying Baby, please stop crying. You know, I know, the sun will always shine So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind. And I know what you're thinking of. To see that you're madly in love. Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying Baby, please stop crying. You know, I know, the sun will always shine So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind. Baby, I'm In The Mood For You Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna leave my lonesome home And sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna hear my milk cow moan And sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna hit the highway road But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you. Sometimes I'm in the mood, Lord, I had my overflowin' fill Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna make out my final will Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna head for the walkin' hill But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you. Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna lay right down and die Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna climb up to the sky Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna laugh until I cry
But then again, I said again, I said again, I said Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you. Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna sleep in my pony's stall Sometimes I'm in the mood, I ain't gonna do nothin' at all Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna fly like a cannon ball But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you. Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna back up against the wall Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna run till I have to crawl Sometimes I'm in the mood, I ain't gonna do nothin' at all But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you. Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna change my house around Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna make a change in this here town Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna change the world around But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you. Copyright ©1963; renewed 1991 Special Rider Music Ballad In Plain D I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze. With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn. Gone as the season she's taken. From her mother and sister, though close did they stay. Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day, With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us. Of the two sisters, I loved the young. With sensitive instincts, she was the creative one. The constant scapegoat, she was easily undone By the jealousy of others around her. Countless visions of the other she'd reflect The changes I was going through can't even be used, For the lies that I told her in hopes not to lose The couldbe dreamlover of my lifetime. With unknown consciousness, I possessed in my grip A magnificent mantelpiece, though its heart being chipped, Noticing not that I'd already slipped To a sin of love's false security. Answers of emptiness, voice vacancies, Till the tombstones of damage read me no questions but, "Please, What's wrong and what's exactly the matter?" The timeless explosion of fantasy's dream. At the peak of the night, the king and the queen Tumbled all down into pieces. "The tragic figure!" her sister did shout, And I in my armor, turning about
And nailing her to the ruins of her pettiness. Beneath a bare light bulb the plaster did pound Her sister and I in a screaming battleground. And she in between, the victim of sound, I gagged twice, doubled, tears blinding my sight. My mind it was mangled, I ran into the night Leaving all of love's ashes behind me. the wind knocks my window, the room it is wet. The words to say I'm sorry, I haven't found yet. I think of her often and hope whoever she's met Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me, And I answer them most mysteriously, "Are birds free from the chains of the skyway?" Copyright ©1964; renewed 1992 Special Rider Music Ballad Of A Thin Man You walk into the room With your pencil in your hand Because something is happening here You raise up your head And somebody points to you and says And you say, "What's mine?" Because something is happening here You hand in your ticket And you go watch the geek Who immediately walks up to you Because something is happening here Among the lumberjacks When someone attacks your imagination Anyway they already expect you To taxdeductible charity organizations You've been with the professors And they've all liked your looks Because something is happening here Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you And then he kneels And then he clicks his high heels And without further notice Thanks for the loan" Because something is happening here Now you see this oneeyed midget Shouting the word "NOW" Because something is happening here Well, you walk into the room Like a camel and then you frown You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground There ought to be a law Against you comin' around Because something is happening here Copyright ©1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music Ballad Of Donald White And the hangman's knot must fall. I will die upon the gallows pole When the moon is shining clear, And these are my final words I left my home in Kansas I landed in the old Northwest, Seattle, Washington Although I'd atraveled many miles, For I could never get along in life A master in the arts. But I used my hands for stealing And they locked me down in jailhouse cells, Oh, the inmates and the prisoners, I found they were my kind, And it was there inside the bars I found my peace of mind. But the jails they were too crowded, Institutions overflowed, So they turned me loose to walk upon Life's hurried tangled road. And there's danger on the ocean Where the salt sea waves split high, And there's danger on the battlefield Where the shells of bullets fly, And there's danger in this open world And for me the greatest danger Was in society. So I asked them to send me back To the institution home. But they said they were too crowded, For me they had no room. But they would not listen to my plea Or nothing I would say. In the year of '59, The jury found me guilty For I knew that it would happen For now they will never know The horrible death I die. To see me in disgrace,
For they'll never see that hangman's hood Farewell unto the old north woods Farewell unto the crowded bars Who think the worst of me, I'm on that hanging tree. But there's just one question Before they kill me dead, I'm wondering just how much Concerning all the boys that come Are they enemies or victims Copyright ©1962; renewed 1990 Special Rider Music Ballad Of Hollis Brown He lived on the outside of town He lived on the outside of town And his cabin fallin' down That they don't know how to smile They're atuggin' at your sleeve They're atuggin' at your sleeve You walk the floor and wonder why With every breath you breathe The rats have got your flour The rats have got your flour If there's anyone that knows Is there anyone that cares? You prayed to the Lord above You prayed to the Lord above That you ain't agot no friend Your babies are crying louder It's pounding on your brain Your babies are crying louder It's pounding on your brain Your wife's screams are stabbin' you Like the dirty drivin' rain Your grass it is turning black There's no water in your well Your grass is turning black There's no water in your well Way out in the wilderness Way out in the wilderness Your eyes fix on the shotgun That's hangin' on the wall Your brain is ableedin' Your brain is ableedin' Your eyes fix on the shotgun That you're holdin' in your hand
There's seven breezes ablowin' All around the cabin door There's seven breezes ablowin' All around the cabin door Seven shots ring out Like the ocean's pounding roar There's seven people dead There's seven people dead Somewhere in the distance There's seven new people born Copyright ©1963; renewed 1991 Special Rider Music Belle Isle Instrumental Bessie Smith Bessie was more than just a friend of mine We shared the good times with the bad I still recall the best thing I ever had I'm just goin' down the road t' see bessie Goin' down the road t' see bessie smith When I get there I wonder what she'll do Now all the crazy things I had to try Well I tried them all and then some But if you're lucky one day you find out Where it is you're really comin' from I’m just goin' down the road t' see bessie Goin' down the road t' see bessie smith When I get there I wonder what she’'l do Now in my day I've made some foolish moves But back then, I didn't worry 'bout a thing And now again I still wonder to myself Was it her sweet love or the way that she could sing I’m just goin' down the road t' see bessie Goin' down the road t' see bessie smith When I get there I wonder what she'll do There's so much time has gone right on by I didn’t think one could be so wrong And then one night I was drinkin' and athinkin' In the bottom of the glass I could see bessie’s face so strong I'm just goin' down the road t' see bessie Goin' down the road t' see bessie smith When I get there I wonder what she'll do Will old times start to feelin' like new? When I get there will our love still feel so true? Yet all I have, I'll be abringin' it to you
Oh bessie, sing them oldtime blues Beyond The Horizon Beyond the horizon, behind the sun At the end of the rainbow life has only begun In the long hours of twilight 'neath the stardust above Beyond the horizon it is easy to love My wretched heart's pounding My memories are drowning In mortal bliss Beyond the horizon, in the Springtime or Fall Beyond the horizon across the divide 'Round about midnight, we'll be on the same side Down in the valley the water runs cold Beyond the horizon someone prayed for your soul I'll throw the logs on the fire Beyond the horizon, at the end of the game Every step that you take, I'm walking the same Beyond the horizon the night winds blow the theme of a melody from many moons ago the bells of St. Mary, how sweetly they chime Beyond the horizon I found you just in time I ponder in vain My repentance is plain Beyond the horizon o'er the treacherous sea Beyond the horizon, 'neath crimson skies in the soft light of morning I'll follow you with my eyes Through countries and kingdoms and temples of stone Beyond the horizon right down to the bone It's late in the season Never knew, never cared Whatever the reason Beyond the horizon the sky is so blue I've got more than a lifetime to live lovin' you Billy (Main Title Theme) Instrumental Billy 1 there's guns across the river aimin' at ya Bounty hunters, too, they'd like to get ya Billy, they don't like you to be so free. Campin' out all night on the berenda Dealin' cards 'til dawn in the hacienda Up to Boot Hill they'd like to send ya Playin' around with some sweet senorita
Into her dark hallway she will lead ya In some lonesome shadows she will greet ya there's eyes behind the mirrors in empty places Bullet holes and scars between the spaces There's always one more notch and ten more paces Billy, and you're walkin' all alone. They say that Pat Garrett's got your number Thunder from the barrel of his gun. Guitars will play your grand finale Down in some Tularosa alley, Maybe in the Rio Pecos valley There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances Some triggerhappy fool willin' to take chances The businessmen from Taos want you to go down They've hired Pat Garrett to force a showdown. Billy, don't it make ya feel so lowdown To be shot down by the man who was your friend? Remember in El Paso, once, you shot one. Billy, you been runnin' for so long. Guitars will play your grand finale Down in some Tularosa alley Maybe in the Rio Pecos valley Billy 4 there's guns across the river about to pound you There's a lawman on your trail like to surround you Bounty hunters are dancing all around you Billy, they don't like you to be so free. Camping out all night on the veranda Walking in the streets down by the hacienda Up to Boot Hill the like to send you there's mills inside the minds of crazy faces Bullet holes and rifles in their cases There is always one more notch in four more aces Billy, and you're playing all alone. Playing around with some sweet signorita Into her dark chamber she will greet you In the shadows of the maizes she will lead you Billy, and you're going all alone. They say that Pat Garrett's got your number Thunder from the barrel of his gun. there's always another stranger sneaking glances Some triggerhappy fool willing to take chances The businessmen from Taos want you to go down So they've hired mister Garrett, he'll force you to slow down To be hunted by the man who was your friend.
Remember in El Paso once you shot one I'll be in Santa Fe about one Billy, you've been running for so long. Gypsy queens will play your grand finale Way down in some Tularosa alley Maybe in La Rio Pecas valley Billy 7 Instrumental Black Crow Blues I woke in the mornin', wand'rin', I woke in the mornin', wand'rin', Wishin' my longlost lover I was standin' at the side road Listenin' to the billboard knock. Standin' at the side road Listenin' to the billboard knock. But my nerves were kickin', Tickin' like a clock. If I got anything you need, babe, Let me tell you in front. If I got anything you need, babe, Let me tell you in front. Sometimes I'm thinkin' Sometimes I'm thinkin' Other times I'm thinkin' I'm If I can come up at all. Black crows in the meadow Black crows in the meadow Copyright ©1964; renewed 1992 Special Rider Music Black Diamond Bay (Bob Dylan and Jacques Levy) Up on the white veranda From another time and place She looks nothin' like that. And all the remnants of her recent past Are scattered in the wild wind. She walks across the marble floor Where a voice from the gambling room is callin' her to come on in. She smiles, walks the other way As the last ship sails and the moon fades away As the mornin' light breaks open, the Greek comes down "Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says, "Am I hearin' you right?" And as the yellow fog is liftin'
the Greek is quickly headin' for the second floor. She passes him on the spiral staircase Thinkin' he's the Soviet Ambassador, As the storm clouds rise and the palm branches sway A soldier sits beneath the fan Doin' business with a tiny man who sells him a ring. Lightning strikes, the lights blow out. The desk clerk wakes and begins to shout, "Can you see anything?" then the Greek appears on the second floor In his bare feet with a rope around his neck, While a loser in the gambling room lights up a candle, Says, "Open up another deck." But the dealer says, "Attendezvous, s'il vous plait,'' As the rain beats down and the cranes fly away the desk clerk heard the woman laugh As he looked around the aftermath and the soldier got tough. He tried to grab the woman's hand, Said, "Here's a ring, it cost a grand." She said, "That ain't enough." Then she ran upstairs to pack her bags While a horsedrawn taxi waited at the curb. She passed the door that the Greek had locked, She knocked upon it anyway As the sun went down and the music did play But the Greek said, "Go away," and he kicked the chair to the floor. He hung there from the chandelier. She cried, "Help, there's danger near Please open up the door!" then the volcano erupted And the lava flowed down from the mountain high above. the soldier and the tiny man were crouched in the corner Thinking of forbidden love. But the desk clerk said, "It happens every day," As the stars fell down and the fields burned away As the island slowly sank the loser finally broke the bank in the gambling room. The dealer said, "It's too late now. You'll spend it in the tomb." the tiny man bit the soldier's ear As the floor caved in and the boiler in the basement blew, While she's out on the balcony, where a stranger tells her, "My darling, je vous aime beaucoup." She sheds a tear and then begins to pray As the fire burns on and the smoke drifts away I was sittin' home alone one night in L.A.,
Watchin' old Cronkite on the seven o'clock news. It seems there was an earthquake that Left nothin' but a Panama hat Didn't seem like much was happenin', So I turned it off and went to grab another beer. there's another hardluck story that you're gonna hear And there's really nothin' anyone can say Blackjack Davey (trad. arr. by Bob Dylan) Black Jack Davey come ariden' on back, Awhistlin' loud and merry. Made the woods around him ring, And he charmed the heart of a lady, Charmed the heart of a lady. She answered to him with a lovin' smile Take you where the grass grows green, "Pull off, pull off them highheeled shoes All made of Spanish leather. Get behind me on my horse And we'll ride off together, We'll both go off together." Well, she pulled off them highheeled shoes Made of Spanish leather. Got behind him on his horse And they rode off together. they rode off together. At night the boss came home inquiring about this lady. The servant spoke before she thought, He's speedier than the gray. I'll bring back my lady." Well, he rode all night till the broad daylight, Till he came to a river ragin', And there he spied his darlin' bride In the arms of Black Jack Davey. Wrapped up with Black Jack Davey. "Pull off, pull off them long blue gloves All made of the finest leather. Give to me your lilywhite hand And we'll both go home together. We'll both go home together." Well, she pulled off them long blue gloves All made of the finest leather. Gave to him her lilywhite hand And said goodbye forever. For the love of Black Jack Davey.
"Last night I slept in a feather bed Tonight I lay on the river banks In the arms of Black Jack Davey, Blind Willie McTell Seen the arrow on the doorpost Saying, "This land is condemned All the way from New Orleans And I know no one can sing the blues Like Blind Willie McTell Well, I heard the hoot owl singing As they were taking down the tents the stars above the barren trees Them charcoal gypsy maidens Can strut their feathers well But nobody can sing the blues Like Blind Willie McTell See them big plantations burning Hear the cracking of the whips Smell that sweet magnolia blooming (And) see the ghosts of slavery ships I can hear them tribes amoaning (I can) hear the undertaker's bell (Yeah), nobody can sing the blues Like Blind Willie McTell there's a woman by the river With some fine young handsome man He's dressed up like a squire Bootlegged whiskey in his hand there's a chain gang on the highway I can hear them rebels yell And I know no one can sing the blues Like Blind Willie McTell Well, God is in heaven But power and greed and corruptible seed Seem to be all that there is I'm gazing out the window Of the St. James Hotel And I know no one can sing the blues Like Blind Willie McTell Blood In My Eyes (traditional, arranged by Bob Dylan) Woke up this morning, feeling blue, Seen a goodlookin' girl, can I make love with you? Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you, Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
I got blood in my eyes for you, babe, I don't care what in the world you do. Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you, Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you. I got blood in my eyes for you, babe, I don't care what in the world you do. She looked at me, begin to smile, No, no, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you, No, no, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you. Got blood in my eyes for you, babe, I don't care what in the world you do. You got my money, now you're trying to break this date. Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you, Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you. I got blood in my eyes for you, babe, I don't care what in the world you do. I tell you something, tell you the facts, Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you, Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you. I got blood in my eyes for you, babe, I don't care what in the world you do. Blowin' In The Wind Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly Before they're forever banned? the answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, the answer is blowin' in the wind. How many years can a mountain exist Before it's washed to the sea? Before they're allowed to be free? Pretending he just doesn't see? the answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, the answer is blowin' in the wind. How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? the answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, the answer is blowin' in the wind. Copyright ©1962; renewed 1990 Special Rider Music Blue Moon Blue moon, you saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own. Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayet for someone I really could care for. And suddenly there appeared before me the only one my arms could ever hold
Blue moon, now Im no longer alone Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own Bob Dylan's 115th Dream I was riding on the Mayflower I yelled for Captain Arab Who came running to the deck Said, "Boys, forget the whale Cut the engines Change the sail Haul on the bowline" When they are far away at sea "I think I'll call it America" Captain Arab he started Writing up some deeds He said, "Let's set up a fort And start buying the place with beads" Just then this cop comes down the street He throw us all in jail For carryin' harpoons To the Bowery slums Saying, "Ban the bums" I jumped right into line Sayin', "I hope that I'm not late" I went into a restaurant Lookin' for the cook I told them I was the editor The waitress he was handsome He wore a powder blue cape Just then the whole kitchen exploded From boilin' fat Food was flying everywhere But I went into a bank And all the boys back in the tank They asked me for some collateral they threw me in the alley When up comes this girl from France Who invited me to her house And I was on the street again Well, I rapped upon a house With the U.S. flag upon display I got some friends down the way" The man says, "Get out of here I said, "You know they refused Jesus, too" I ain't your pop" And I went looking for a cop
And I hopped inside a cab I went out the other door Parked across from a building Advertising brotherhood I ran right through the front door And the man asked me who I was Were all in jail, with a sigh He said, "Call me if they die" Ran out to the street When a bowling ball came down the road A pay phone was ringing It just about blew my mind When I picked it up and said hello This foot came through the line Well, by this time I was fed up At tryin' to make a stab At bringin' back any help For my friends and Captain Arab I decided to flip a coin Like either heads or tails And I got a coin to flip It came up tails So I made it back to the ship the parkin' ticket off the mast I was ripping it to shreds They asked me my name And I said, "Captain Kidd" They believed me but They wanted to know I said for the Pope of Eruke They let me go right away They were very paranoid Well, the last I heard of Arab That was married to the deputy Sheriff of the jail But the funniest thing was When I was leavin' the bay I saw three ships asailin' They were all heading my way I asked the captain what his name was Copyright ©1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music Bob Dylan's Blues Well, the Lone Ranger and Tonto they are ridin' down the line Fixin' ev'rybody's troubles
Ev'rybody's 'cept mine That I was doin' fine With nothin' in your heads I got a real gal I'm lovin' Go away from my door and my window too Lord, I ain't goin' down to no race track I can walk anytime around the block Well, the wind keeps ablowin' me Up and down the street With my hat in my hand Pull out your sixshooter Tell the judge I said it was all right Copyright ©1963; renewed 1991 Special Rider Music Bob Dylan's Dream While riding on a train goin' west, Concerning myself and the first few friends I had. With halfdamp eyes I stared to the room Where we together weathered many a storm, Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn. By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung, Where we longed for nothin' and were quite satisfied Talkin' and ajokin' about the world outside. With haunted hearts through the heat and cold, We thought we could sit forever in fun And our choices were few and the thought never hit That the one road we traveled would ever shatter and split. And each one I've never seen again. I wish, I wish, I wish in vain, That we could sit simply in that room again. Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat, Copyright ©1963; renewed 1991 Special Rider Music Bob Dylan's New Orleans Rag I was sittin' on a stump Down in New Orleans, I was feelin' kinda low down, That can fix you up fast." I didn't think twice, "Let's go find this lady We walked across the river On a sailin' spree Called oneohthree. He's linkin' and aslinkin', And he shuffled down the street. Well, out of the door
there comes another man. Look in his eyes, Well, I peeked through the key crack, Comin' down the hall Was a longlegged man In broken French, I was ascared to knock, I was ascared to move, I's in a state of shock. And I started walkin' backwards Well, I got to the corner, I turned around the corner Man, I wasn't runnin' I was just arunnin' To get out of there quick. And I'm awheezin' in my chest. in a minute or less. With a onearm jump. So, if you're travelin' down And you feel kinda lonesome In your misery At oneohthree. Copyright ©1970 Warner Bros. Inc. Boots Of Spanish Leather Oh, I'm sailin' away my own true love, I'm sailin' away in the morning. Is there something I can send you from across the sea, From the place that I'll be landing? No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true love, There's nothin' I wish to be ownin'. Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine Either from the mountains of Madrid Or from the coast of Barcelona. Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night And the diamonds from the deepest ocean, I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss, For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'. And it's only that I'm askin', Is there something I can send you to remember me by, To make your time more easy passin'. Oh, how can, how can you ask me again, It only brings me sorrow. The same thing I want from you today, I would want again tomorrow. It was from her ship asailin',
Saying I don't know when I'll be comin' back again, It depends on how I'm afeelin'. Well, if you, my love, must think thataway, I'm sure your mind is roamin'. But with the country to where you're goin'. So take heed, take heed of the western wind, Take heed of the stormy weather. And yes, there's something you can send back to me, Spanish boots of Spanish leather. Copyright ©1963; renewed 1991 Special Rider Music Born In Time In the lonely night in the blinking stardust of a pale blue light You're comin' thru to me in black and white You're blowing down the shaky street, You're hearing my heart beat in the record breaking heat Where we were born in time. It's revealing. You came, you saw, just like the law You left me reelin' with this feelin'. On the rising curve Where the ways of nature will test every nerve, You won't get anything you don't deserve Where we were born in time. You hang the flame, you'll pay the price, Is still smokin'. You were snow, you were rain You were striped, you were plain, In the hills of mystery, in the foggy web of destiny, Where we were born in time. Broke Down Engine 1. Feel like a brokedown engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel, Feel like a brokedown engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel. 2. Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I done got broke, Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I done got broke, I done pawned my pistol, baby, my best clothes been sold. 3. I went down in my praying ground, fell on my bended knees, I went down in my praying ground, fell on my bended knees, I ain't cryin' for no religion, Lord, give me back my good gal please. Don't have to put her in my house, Lordy, just lead her to my door. 5. Can't you hear me, baby, rappin' on your door? Can't you hear me, baby, rappin' on your door?
Now you hear me tappin', tappin' across your floor. 6. Feel like a brokedown engine, ain't got no drive at all, Feel like a brokedown engine, ain't got no drive at all. What make me love my woman, she can really do the Georgia Crawl. 7. Feel like a brokedown engine, ain't got no whistle or bell, Feel like a brokedown engine, ain't got no whistle or bell, If you're a real hot momma, come take away Daddy's weeping spell. Brownsville Girl Well, there was this movie I seen one time, About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck. He was shot down by a hungry kid trying to make a name for himself. the townspeople wanted to crush that kid down and string him up by the neck. Well, the marshal, now he beat that kid to a bloody pulp as the dying gunfighter lay in the sun and gasped for his last breath. Well, I keep seeing this stuff and it just comes arolling in And you know it blows right through me like a ball and chain. The memory of you keeps callin' after me like a rollin' train. I can still see the day that you came to me on the painted desert In your busted down Ford and your platform heels Ah, but you were right. It was perfect as I got in behind the wheel. Well, we drove that car all night into San Anton' And we slept near the Alamo, your skin was so tender and soft. Way down in Mexico you went out to find a doctor and you never came back. I would have gone on after you but I didn't feel like letting my head get blown off. Well, we're drivin' this car and the sun is comin' up over the Rockies, Now I know she ain't you but she's here and she's got that dark rhythm in her soul. But I'm too over the edge and I ain't in the mood anymore to remember the times when I was your only man And she don't want to remind me. She knows this car would go out of control. Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love. Well, we crossed the panhandle and then we headed towards Amarillo We pulled up where Henry Porter used to live. He owned a wreckin' lot outside of town about a mile. Ruby was in the backyard hanging clothes, she had her red hair tied back. She saw us come rolling up in a trail of dust. She said, "Henry ain't here but you can come on in, he'll be back in a little while." Then she told us how times were tough and about how she was thinkin' of bummin' a ride back to where she started. But ya know, she changed the subject every time money came up. She said, "Welcome to the land of the living dead." You could tell she was so brokenhearted. She said, "Even the swap meets around here are getting pretty corrupt." "How far are y'all going?" Ruby asked us with a sigh. "We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn, 'Til the sun peels the paint and the seat covers fade and the water moccasin dies." Something about that movie though, well I just can't get it out of my head But I can't remember why I was in it or what part I was supposed to play.
All I remember about it was Gregory Peck and the way people moved And a lot of them seemed to be lookin' my way. Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love. Well, they were looking for somebody with a pompadour. I was crossin' the street when shots rang out. I didn't know whether to duck or to run, so I ran. "We got him cornered in the churchyard," I heard somebody shout. Well, you saw my picture in the Corpus Christi Tribune. Underneath it, it said, "A man with no alibi." then when I saw you break down in front of the judge and cry real tears, It was the best acting I saw anybody do. Now I've always been the kind of person that doesn't like to trespass but sometimes you just find yourself over the line. Oh if there's an original thought out there, I could use it right now. You know, I feel pretty good, but that ain't sayin' much. I could feel a whole lot better, Well, I'm standin' in line in the rain to see a movie starring Gregory Peck, Yeah, but you know it's not the one that I had in mind. He's got a new one out now, I don't even know what it's about But I'll see him in anything so I'll stand in line. Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love. You know, it's funny how things never turn out the way you had 'em planned. The only thing we knew for sure about Henry Porter is that his name wasn't Henry Porter. And you know there was somethin' about you baby that I liked that was always too good for this world Just like you always said there was something about me you liked that I left behind in the French Quarter. Strange how people who suffer together have stronger connections than people who are most content. I don't have any regrets, they can talk about me plenty when I'm gone. You always said people don't do what they believe in, they just do what's most convenient, then they repent. And I always said, "Hang on to me, baby, and let's hope that the roof stays on." There was a movie I seen one time, I think I sat through it twice. All I remember about it was it starred Gregory Peck, he wore a gun and he was shot in the back. Seems like a long time ago, long before the stars were torn down. Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love. Buckets Of Rain Buckets of rain Got all them buckets comin' out of my ears. Buckets of moonbeams in my hand, I got all the love, honey baby, And your fingertips Like the way that you move your lips. I like the cool way you look at me, Everything about you is bringing me I ain't no monkey but I know what I like. I like the way you love me strong and slow, I'm takin' you with me, honey baby,
Bunkhouse Theme Instrumental Bye And Bye Bye and bye, I'm breathin' a lover's sigh I'm sittin' on my watch so I can be on time I'm singin' love's praises with sugarcoated rhyme Bye and bye, on you I'm casting my eye I'm paintin' the town swinging my partner around I'm watchin' the roads, I'm studying the dust I'm paintin' the town, making my last goround Well, I'm scufflin' and I'm shufflin' and I'm walkin' on briars I'm not even acquainted with my own desires I'm rollin' slow I'm doing all I know I'm tellin' myself I found true happiness I'm rollin' slow, goin' where the wild roses grow Well the future for me is already a thing of the past Papa gone mad, mamma, she's feeling sad I'm gonna baptize you in fire so you can sin no more
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TOP Call Letter Blues Listenin' to them church bells tone Listenin' to them church bells tone Either someone needing mercy Or maybe something I've done wrong I just can't face up to tell 'em Well, children cry for mother I tell them, "Mother took a trip" Well, children cry for mother I tell them, "Mother took a trip" Well, I walk on pins and needles Well, I gaze at passing strangers In case I might see you Yes, I gaze at passing strangers In case I might see you But the sun goes around the heavens And another day just drives on through Way out in the distance I know you're with some other man Way out in the distance I know you're with some other man Call girls in the doorway All giving me the eye Call girls in the doorwayAll giving me the eye But my heart's just not in it My ears are ringin' Ringin' like empty shells My ears are ringin' Ringin' like empty shells Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window? 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? Use your arms and legs it won't ruin you Trying to peel the moon and expose it With his businesslike anger and his bloodhounds that kneel Or pick it up after he throws it. Can you please crawl out your window? Use your arms and legs it won't ruin you Are you frightened of the box you keep him in their religion of the little ten women That backs up their views but your face is so bruised Come on out the dark is beginning. Can you please crawl out your window? Use your arms and legs it won't ruin you Copyright ©1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music Can't Wait I can't wait, wait for you to change your mind It's late; I'm trying to walk the line Well it's way past midnight and there are people all around Some on their way up, some on their way down The air burns and I'm trying to think straight I'm your man; I'm trying to recover the sweet love that we knew You understand that my heart can't go on beating without you Well, your loveliness has wounded me, I'm reeling from the blow I wish I knew what it was keeps me loving you so I'm breathing hard, standing at the gate Skies are grey, I'm looking for anything that will bring a happy glow If I ever saw you coming I don't know what I would do I'd like to think I could control myself, but it isn't true That's how it is when things disintegrate I'm doomed to love you, I've been rolling through stormy weather I'm thinking of you and all the places we could roam together
It's mighty funny; the end of time has just begun Oh, honey, after all these years you're still the one While I'm strolling through the lonely graveyard of my mind I left my life with you somewhere back there along the line Canadeeio She's all in her tender years. She fell in love with a sailor boy, Of Canadeeio. 2. So she bargained with the sailor boy, Straightaway then he led her Down into the hold, Sayin', "I'll dress you up in sailor's clothes, Your jacket shall be blue. Of Canadeeio. 3. Now, when the other sailors heard the news, Well, they fell into a rage, And with all the ship's company They were willing to engage. Saying, "We'll tie her hands and feet, my boys, Called Canadeeio. 4. Now, when the captain he heard the news, Well, he too fell in a rage, And with the whole ship's company He was willing to engage, Sayin', "She'll stay in sailor's clothes, Her color shall be blue, Call Canadeeio. 5. Now, when they come down to Canada She's married this bold captain She's dressed in silks and satins now, Finest of the ladies Down Canadeeio. For if the sailors prove false to you, Well, the captain, he might prove true. You'll see the honor I have gained By the wearing of the blue. Cantina Theme (Workin' For The Law) Instrumental Caribbean Wind She was the rose of Sharon from paradise lost From the city of seven hills near the place of the cross. I was playing a show in Miami in the theater of divine comedy. Told about Jesus, told about the rain,
She told me about the jungle where her brothers were slain By a man who danced on the roof of the embassy. From one to another she could to easily switch We went into the wall to where the long arm of the law could not reach. It certainly was possible as the gay night wore on Where men bathed in perfume and celebrated free speech. And them Caribbean winds still blow from Nassau to Mexico Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free, Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire. She looked into my soul through the clothes that I wore She said, "We got a mutual friend over by the door, And you know he's got our best interest in mind." And she had left him to die in there, There were payments due and he was a little behind. the cry of the peacock, flies buzz my head, Ceiling fan broken, there's a heat in my bed, Street band playing "Nearer My God to Thee." We met at the steeple where the mission bells ring, She said, "I know what you're thinking, but there ain't a thing And them Caribbean winds still blow from Nassau to Mexico Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free, Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire. Atlantic City by the cold grey sea I hear a voice crying, "Daddy," I always think it's for me, But it's only the silence in the buttermilk hills that call. Every new messenger brings evil report 'Bout armies on the march and time that is short And famines and earthquakes and hatred written upon walls. Would I have married her? I don't know, I suppose. She had bells in her braids and they hung to her toes But I kept hearing my name and I had to be movin' on. I saw screws break loose, saw the devil pound tin, I saw a house in the country being torn from within. I heard my ancestors calling from the land far beyond. And them Caribbean winds still blow from Nassau to Mexico Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free, Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire. Cat's In The Well the cat's in the well, the wolf is looking down. the cat's in the well, the wolf is looking down. He got his big bushy tail dragging all over the ground. the cat's in the well, the gentle lady is asleep.
