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domingo, 23 de mayo de 2010

BOB DYLAN - Shelter From The Storm

BOB DYLAN

Song Lyrics: "Shelter From The Storm"
Recorded by: "Bob Dylan"

Written by: (Bob Dylan)
Album: "Blood On The Tracks" 1975


* BOB DYLAN - Shelter From The Storm .


* BOB DYLAN - Shelter From The Storm .

domingo, 11 de abril de 2010

BOB DYLAN - Quinn the Eskimo (The Mighty Quinn)

BOB DYLAN


Song Lyrics: "Quinn the Eskimo (The Mighty Quinn)"
Recorded by: "Bob Dylan"

Written by: (Bob Dylan)
Album: "Self Portrait" - 1970
Note: First recorded during the
'Basement Tapes' sessions - 1967
Note: Also recorded by
'Manfred Mann's Earth Band' - 1968


* BOB DYLAN - Quinn the Eskimo (The Mighty Quinn) .

* BOB DYLAN - Quinn the Eskimo (The Mighty Quinn) .


jueves, 8 de abril de 2010

BOB DYLAN - Positively 4th Street

BOB DYLAN
Song Lyrics: "Positively 4th Street"
Recorded by: "Bob Dylan"

Written by: (Bob Dylan)
Single: Recorded - July 29, 1965 / released Sept. 1965
Album: "Bob Dylan's Greatest Hits" - March 27, 1967


* BOB DYLAN - Positively 4th Street .


* BOB DYLAN - Positively 4th Street .


martes, 23 de marzo de 2010

BOB DYLAN - Masters of War

BOB DYLAN

Song Lyrics: "Masters of War"
Recorded by: "Bob Dylan"

Written by: (Bob Dylan)
Album: "The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan" - 1963


* BOB DYLAN - Masters of War .


* BOB DYLAN - Masters of War .

jueves, 4 de marzo de 2010

BOB DYLAN - Idiot Wind

BOB DYLAN

Song Lyrics: "Idiot Wind"
Recorded by: "Bob Dylan"
Written by: (Bob Dylan)
Album: "Blood On The Tracks" 1975





miércoles, 3 de marzo de 2010

sábado, 13 de febrero de 2010

BOB DYLAN - Desolation Row

BOB DYLAN








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
And the riot squad they're restless
They need somewhere to go
As Lady and I look out tonight
From Desolation Row.

Cinderella, she seems so easy
"It takes one to know one," she smiles
And puts her hands in her back pockets
Bette Davis style
And in comes Romeo, he's moaning
"You belong to Me I Believe"
And someone says, "You're in the wrong place, my friend
You better leave"
And the only sound that's left
After the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
On Desolation Row.

Now the moon is almost hidden
The stars are beginning to hide
The fortunetelling lady
Has even taken all her things inside
All except for Cain and Abel
And the hunchback of Notre Dame
Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing
He's getting ready for the show
He's going to the carnival tonight
On Desolation Row.
Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window
For her I feel so afraid
On her twenty-second birthday
She already is an old maid
To her, death is quite romantic
She wears an iron vest
Her profession's her religion
Her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed upon
Noah's great rainbow
She spends her time peeking
Into Desolation Row.

Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood
With his memories in a trunk
Passed this way an hour ago
With his friend, a jealous monk
He looked so immaculately frightful
As he bummed a cigarette
Then he went off sniffing drainpipes
And reciting the alphabet
You would not think to look at him
But he was famous long ago
For playing the electric violin
On Desolation Row.

Dr. Filth, he keeps his world
Inside of a leather cup
But all his sexless patients
They're trying to blow it up
Now his nurse, some local loser
She's in charge of the cyanide hole
And she also keeps the cards that read
"Have Mercy on His Soul"
They all play on penny whistles
You can hear them blow
If you lean your head out far enough
From Desolation Row.
Across the street they've nailed the curtains
They're getting ready for the feast
The Phantom of the Opera
In a perfect image of a priest
They're spoonfeeding Casanova
To get him to feel more assured
Then they'll kill him with self-confidence
After poisoning him with words
And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls
"Get outa here if you don't know"
Casanova is just being punished for going
To Desolation Row.

At midnight all the agents
And the superhuman crew
Come out and round up everyone
That knows more than they do
Then they bring them to the factory
Where the heart-attack machine
Is strapped across their shoulders
And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles
By insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping
To Desolation Row.

They be to Nero's Neptune
The Titanic sails at dawn
Everybody's shouting
"Which side are you on ?"
And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot
Fighting in the captain's tower
While calypso singers laugh at them
And fishermen hold flowers
Between the windows of the sea
Where lovely mermaids flow
And nobody has to think too much
About Desolation Row.
Yes, I received your letter yesterday
About the time the door knob broke
When you asked me how I was doing
Was that some kind of joke ?
All these people that you mention
Yes, I know them, they're quite lame
I had to rearrange their faces
And give them all another name
Right now I can't read too good
Dont send me no more letters no
Not unless you mail them
From Desolation Row.

Song Lyrics: "Desolation Row"
Recorded by: "Bob Dylan"
Written by: (Bob Dylan)
Album: "Highway 61 Revisited" - 1965

sábado, 30 de enero de 2010

BOB DYLAN - KNOCKIN´ON HEAVENS´DOOR

http://blip.fm/profile/Sheribaby_SPH/blip/58200434/Bob+Dylan%E2%80%93Knockin%27+On+Heaven%27s+Door




BOB DYLAN







Mama, take this badge off of me
i can't use it anymore.
it's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see
i feel 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
knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Mama, put my guns in the ground
i can't shoot them anymore.
that long black cloud is comin' down
i feel 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
knock, knockin' on heaven's door

miércoles, 27 de enero de 2010

BOB DYLAN - A HARD RAIN´S A-GONNA FALL

BOB DYLAN







Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,
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, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',
I saw a white ladder all covered with water,
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed 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 a-blazin',
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, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony,
I met a white man who walked a black dog,
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,
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin',
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 hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten,
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',
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

viernes, 12 de junio de 2009

BOB DYLAN - LIKE A ROLLING STONE





domingo, 7 de junio de 2009

BOB DYLAN - BRINGING IT ALL BACK HOME

1965




sábado, 6 de junio de 2009

BOB DYLAN- HIGHWAY 61 REVISITED

1965




jueves, 30 de abril de 2009

BOB DYLAN -THE BYRDS - MR TAMBOURINE MAN



miércoles, 29 de abril de 2009

BOB DYLAN - BLOWIN IN THE WIND