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My Tribute to Bob Dylan |
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My dad told me that when Bob Dylan burst onto the scene, he was unlike any other artist because they'd release an album and wait a couple of years before putting another out, but with Bob Dylan it was one right after another like-- bam, bam, bam. He had so much to say about the times, and about the human spirit and condition. The man is a poet and will go down in history as a musical and lyrical legend. Here are some of my favorite lyrics by this poetic great. |
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All your seasick sailors, they're all rowing home Your empty handed army is all going home Your lover who just walked out the door has taken all his blankets from the floor The carpet too is moving under you and it's all over now baby blue --from IT'S ALL OVER BABY BLUE |
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BLOOD ON THE TRACKS: an album I recommend, if nothing else, for IDIOT WIND |
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THE ESSENTIAL BOB DYLAN: 2 CD's of some of his best songs. |
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You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat who carried on his shoulder a siamese cat Ain't it hard when you discovered that he really wasn't where it's at after he took from you everything he could steal --from LIKE A ROLLING STONE |
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Dylan with Muhamed Ali |
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You say you're lookin' for someone who'll promise never to part Someone to close his eyes for you Someone to close his heart Someone who will die for you and more but it ain't me babe--from IT AIN'T ME BABE (could that song have been written FOR ME?? ... So THAT'S why I'm perpetually single! :o) |
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My sense of humanity has gone down the drain Behind every beautiful thing, there's been some kinda pain She wrote me a letter, and she wrote it so kind She put down in writin' what was in her mind I just don't see why I should even care It's not dark yet but it's gettinn' there --from NOT DARK YET (BEAUTIFUL song) |
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Bob Dylan pictured with Carlos Santana |
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People are crazy and times are strange I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range I used to care but things have changed --from THINGS HAVE CHANGED |
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He looks so truthful, is this how he feels? Tryin to build a moon and expose it with his business like anger and his bloodhounds that kneel If he needs a third eye, he just grows it He just needs ya ta talk or ta hand him his chalk or pick it up! after he throws it Hey! Crawl out your window Come on! Don't say it'll ruin you How could you say he'll haunt you You can go back to him anytime you want to --from CRAWL OUT YOUR WINDOW written by Dylan, performed by Transvision Vamp (a song about spousal abuse) |
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CLICK RIGHT TO CHECK OUT MY POETRY BOOK |
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Come writiers and critics who prophosize with your pen and keep your eyes wide, the chance won't come again and don't speak too soon for the wheel's still in spin and there's no telling who that it's naming 'cause the loser now will be later the win for the times they are a-changin' --from THE TIMES THEY ARE A-CHANGIN'
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