Can we have a Bob Dylan sing along...

[Longgrain]

Last night seemed to be John Lennon night in the Lounge and rightfully so. Tonight why not pay tribute to another great...

This isn't even really a Dylan song.I first heard this from Ric von Schmidt.

He lives in Cambridge.

Ric's a blues guitar player.

I met him one day on


The green pastures of


Harvard University. -





Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down
Well I'll do anything in this god almighty 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 god almighty world
If you just let me come home with you.

Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down
Well I'll do anything in this god almighty world
If you just let me follow you down.

Yes I'll do anything in this god almighty world
If you just let me follow you down.





and try not to get too carried away when "The Mighty Quinn" comes up...

[Abelman]

1. Oxford Town

Oxford Town, Oxford Town
Everybody's got their heads bowed down,
Sun don't shine above the ground
Yeah we're going down to Oxford Town!

[redsoxliberal]

2. so you'd better start swimmin or you'll sink like a stone

cuz the tiiiiiiiimes they arrrrre a chaaaaangiiinnnn.


LOVE IT!

[Longgrain]

3. Maybe someone will add

Desolation Row...

And make this a really Looooooooooooooooong thread!

[ZoCrowes]

15. They're selling postcards of the hanging

[Longgrain]

4. Anyone else?

Tho

"If your looking to get silly,
Then you better go back to from where you caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaame."

[ZoCrowes]

5. God On Our Side

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.

Oh the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
The cavalries charged
The Indians died
Oh the country was young
With God on its side.

Oh the Spanish-American
War had its day
And the Civil War too
Was soon laid away
And the names of the heroes
I's made to memorize
With guns in their hands
And God on their side.

Oh the First World War, boys
It closed out its fate
The reason for fighting
I never got straight
But I learned to accept it
Accept it with pride
For you don't count the dead
When God's on your side.

When the Second World War
Came to an end
We forgave the Germans
And we were friends
Though they murdered six million
In the ovens they fried
The Germans now too
Have God on their side.

I've learned to hate Russians
All through my whole life
If another war starts
It's them we must fight
To hate them and fear them
To run and to hide
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side.

But now we got weapons
Of the chemical dust
If fire them we're forced to
Then fire them we must
One push of the button
And a shot the world wide
And you never ask questions
When God's on your side.

In a many dark hour
I've been thinkin' about this
That Jesus Christ
Was betrayed by a kiss
But I can't think for you
You'll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
Had God on his side.

So now as I'm leavin'
I'm weary as Hell
The confusion I'm feelin'
Ain't no tongue can tell
The words fill my head
And fall to the floor
If God's on our side
He'll stop the next war.

[Longgrain]

6. Def a good one

:thumbsup:
Especially in these times, I would have also accepted "Masters of War"

[ZoCrowes]

9. Decided to go for the less cliche of the two

I play occasional coffee shop gigs and EVERYONE does Masters of War. So I switched and started doing that one

[Iris]

7. She was married when we first met

Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess,
But I used a little too much force.
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out West
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best.
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin' away
I heard her say over my shoulder,
"We'll meet again someday on the avenue,"
Tangled up in blue.

[Longgrain]

8. Iris?

Maybe it should be Isis

"I married Isis on the fifth day of May
But I could not hold on to her very long
So i cut off my hair, and I rode straight away
to a wild unknown country where i could not go wrong..."

[nothingshocksmeanymore]

10. Upon a white veranda..she wears a necktie and a panama hat

[Longgrain]

12. Her passport shows a face

from another time and place...SHE LOOKS A-NOTHING LIKE THAAAAAAAT!

[nothingshocksmeanymore]

21. and all the remnants of her reeee cent past are

scatteredinthewildwind

[Iris]

11. Hee! Hee!

Too bad I missed the name-change deadline!

[Magrittes Pipe]

13. Hm.

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

Well, I heard the hoot owl singing
As they were taking down the tents
The stars above the barren trees
Were his only audience
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
See the ghosts of slavery ships
I can hear them tribes a-moaning
Hear the undertaker's bell
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
Bootleg 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
And we all want what's his
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

[ZoCrowes]

14. oooooh good one

One of his few later songs that I think can be mentioned in the same breath as his 60s and early 70s work

[Magrittes Pipe]

16. That song was cut from "Infidels."

INFIDELS, FFS!

If included, it woulda been the best song on the record by half again. However, Dylan being Dylan, and therefore destructive to his best impulses, it was cut.

Best song he wrote post-Blood, says I.

[ZoCrowes]

19. Praise Jebus for the bootleg sessions

His unreleased songs are better than most released songs from other artists

[Danmel]

17. I offered up my innocence, I got repaid with scorn

Come in she said I'll give you Shelter from the Storm.



'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
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved.
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed.
Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love.
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose.
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."



Copyright © 1974 Ram's Horn Music

[Longgrain]

18. I don't believe you...

Have sung this one yet...

More of a playful partying song...







I can't understand,
She let go of my hand
An' left me here facing the wall.
I'd sure like t' know
Why she did go,
But I can't get close t' her at all.
Though we kissed through the wild blazing nighttime,
She said she would never forget.
But now mornin's clear,
It's like I ain't here,
She just acts like we never have met.

It's all new t' me,
Like some mystery,
It could even be like a myth.
Yet it's hard t' think on,
That she's the same one
That last night I was with.
From darkness, dreams're deserted,
Am I still dreamin' yet?
I wish she'd unlock
Her voice once an' talk,
'Stead of acting like we never have met.

If she ain't feelin' well,
Then why don't she tell
'Stead of turnin' her back t' my face?
Without any doubt,
She seems too far out
For me t' return t' her chase.
Though the night ran swirling an' whirling,
I remember her whispering yet.
But evidently she don't
An' evidently she won't,
She just acts like we never have met.

If I didn't have t' guess,
I'd gladly confess
T' anything I might've tried.
If I was with 'er too long
Or have done something wrong,
I wish she'd tell me what it is, I'll run an' hide.
Though her skirt it swayed as a guitar played,
Her mouth was watery and wet.
But now something has changed
For she ain't the same,
She just acts like we never have met.

I'm leavin' today,
I'll be on my way
Of this I can't say very much.
But if you want me to,
I can be just like you
An' pretend that we never have touched.
An' if anybody asks me, "Is it easy to forget?"
I'll say, "It's easily done,
You just pick anyone,
An' pretend that you never have met!"

[yardwork]

20. "Is it rolling, Bob?"

If you're traveling to the north country fair
where the wind hits heavy on the borderline
remember me to one who lives there
she once was a true love of mine

...

If you go when the cold winds blow
when the rivers freeze
and summer ends
please see for me if she's wearing a coat so warm
to keep her from the howling winds

I wonder if she remembers me at all
many times I have often prayed
in the darkness of my nights
in the brightness of my days