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BOB DYLAN
Tempest
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Tracklist
01. Duquesne Whistle (Dylan, Robert Hunter) -- 5:43
02. Soon After Midnight -- 3:27
03. Narrow Way -- 7:28
04. Long and Wasted Years -- 3:46
05. Pay in Blood -- 5:09
06. Scarlet Town -- 7:17
07. Early Roman Kings -- 5:16
08. Tin Angel -- 9:05
09. Tempest -- 13:54
10. Roll On John -- 7:25

All songs written and composed by Bob Dylan, except are noted.


Credits:
Bob Dylan – guitar, piano, vocals, production
Tony Garnier – bass guitar
Donnie Herron – steel guitar, banjo, violin, mandolin
David Hidalgo – guitar, accordion, violin
Stu Kimball – guitar
George G. Receli – drums
Charlie Sexton – guitar



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01. DUQUESNE WHISTLE

Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowin'
Blowin' like it's gonna sweep my world away
I'm gonna stop in Carbondale and keep on going
That Duquesne train gonna ride me night and day

You say I'm a gambler, you say I'm a pimp
But I ain't neither one
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowin'
Sound like it's on its final run

Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowin'
Blowin' like she never blowed before
Blue light blinkin', red light glowin'
Blowin' like she's at my chamber door

You smiling through the fence at me
Just like you've always smiled before
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowin'
Blowin' like she ain't gonna blow no more

Can't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowin'
Blowin' like the sky's gonna blow apart
You're the only thing alive that keeps me going
You're like a time-bomb in my heart

I can hear a sweet voice gently calling
Must be the Mother of our Lord
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowin'
Blowin' like my woman's on board

Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowin'
Blowin' like it's gonna blow my blues away
You ole rascal, I know exactly where you're going
I'll lead you there myself at the break of day

I wake up every mornin' with that woman in my bed
Everybody telling me she's gone to my head
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowin'
Blowin' like it's gon' kill me dead

Can't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowin'
Blowin' through another no-good town
The lights of my native land are glowing
I wonder if they'll know me next time around

I wonder if that old oak tree's still standin'
That old oak tree, the one we used to climb
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowin'
Blowin' like she's blowin' right on time

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02. SOON AFTER MIDNIGHT

I'm searching for phrases
To sing your praises
I need to tell someone
It's soon after midnight
And my day has just begun

A gal named Honey
Took my money
She was passing by
It's soon after midnight
And the moon is in my eye

My heart is cheerful
It's never fearful
I been down on the killing floors
I'm in no great hurry
I'm not afraid of your fury
I've faced stronger walls than yours

Charlotte's a harlot
Dresses in scarlet
Mary dresses in green
It's soon after midnight
And I've got a date with a fairy queen

They chirp and they chatter
What does it matter?
They're lying and they're dying in their blood
Two-Timing Slim
Who's ever heard of him?
I'll drag his corpse through the mud

It's now or never
More than ever
When I met you I didn't think you would do
It's soon after midnight
And I don't want nobody but you

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03. NARROW WAY

I'm gonna walk across the desert 'til I'm in my right mind
I won't even think about what I left behind
Nothing back there anyway 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 can't work up to you, you'll surely have to work down to me someday

Ever since the British burned the White House down
There's a bleeding wound in the heart of town
I saw you drinking from an empty cup
I saw you buried and I saw you dug up
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way
If I can't work up to you, you'll surely have to work down to me someday

Look down, Angel, from the skies
Help my weary soul to rise
I kissed your cheek, I dragged your plow
You broke my heart, I was your friend 'til now
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way
If I can't work up to you, you'll surely have to work down to me someday

In the courtyard of the golden sun
You stand and fight, or you break and run
You went and lost your lovely head
For a drink of wine and a crust of bread
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way
If I can't work up to you, you'll surely have to work down to me someday

We looted and we plundered on distant shores
Why is my share not equal to yours?
Your father left you, your mother too
Even death has washed his hands of you
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way
If I can't work up to you, you'll surely have to work down to me someday

This is hard country to stay alive in
Blades are everywhere, and they're breaking my skin
I'm armed to the hilt, and I'm struggling hard
You won't get out of here unscarred
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way
If I can't work up to you, you'll surely have to work down to me someday

You got too many lovers wailing at the wall
If I had a thousand tongues, I couldn't count them all
Yesterday I could've thrown them all in the sea
Today even one may be too much for me
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way
If I can't work up to you, you'll surely have to work down to me someday

Cakewalking baby, you can do no wrong
Put your arms around me, where they belong
I want to take you on a roller coaster ride
Lay my hands all over you, tie you to my side
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way
If I can't work up to you, you'll surely have to work down to me someday

I got a heavy-stacked woman with a smile on her face
And she has crowned my soul with grace
I'm still hurting from an arrow that pierced my chest
I'm gonna have to take my head and bury it between your breasts
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way
If I can't work up to you, you'll surely have to work down to me someday

Been dark all night, but now it's dawn
The moving finger is moving on
You can guard me while I sleep
Kiss away the tears I weep
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way
If I can't work up to you, you'll surely have to work down to me someday

I love women, and she loves men
We've been to the West, and we're going back again
I heard a voice at the dusk of day
Saying, "Be gentle brother, be gentle and pray"
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way
If I can't work up to you, you'll surely have to work down to me someday

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04. LONG AND WASTED YEARS

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 talking in your sleep
Saying things you shouldn't say
Oh, baby, you just might have to go to jail someday

Is there a place we can go?
Is there anybody we can see?
Maybe it's the same for you as it is for me

I ain't seen my family in twenty years
That ain't easy to understand
They may be dead by now
I lost track of them after they lost their land

Shake it up baby, twist and shout
You know what it's all about
What you doing out there in the sun anyway?
Don't you know the sun can burn your brains right out?

My enemy crashed into the dust
Stopped dead in his tracks and he lost his lust
He was run down hard and he broke apart
He died in shame, he had an iron heart

I wear dark glasses to cover my eyes
There's secrets in them that I can't disguise
Come back, baby, if I hurt your feelings, I apologize

Two trains running side by side
Forty miles wide, down the Eastern line
You don't have to go, I just came to you because you're a friend of mine

I think that when my back was turned
The whole world behind me burned
It's been a while since we walked down that long, long aisle

We cried on a cold and frosty morn'
We cried because our souls were torn
So much for tears, so much for these long and wasted years

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05. PAY IN BLOOD

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'll 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

Night after night, day after day
They strip your useless hopes away
The more I take, the more I give
The more I die, the more I live

I got something in my pocket make your eyeballs swim
I got dogs could tear you limb from limb
I’m circling around the Southern zone
I pay in blood, but not my own

Low cards are what I’ve got
But I’ll play this hand whether I like it or not
I am sworn to uphold the laws of God
You can put me out in front of a firing squad

I been out and around with the rowdy men
Just like you, my handsome friend
My head’s so hard must be made of stone
I pay in blood, but not my own

Another politician pumping out the piss
Another ragged beggar blowing you a kiss
You've got the same eyes that your mother does
If only you could prove who your father was

Someone must have slipped a drug in your wine
You gulped it down and you crossed the line
Man can’t live by bread alone
I pay in blood, but not my own

How I made it back home, nobody knows
Or how I survived so many blows
I been through hell, what good did it do?
You bastard, I’m supposed to respect you?

I’ll give you justice, I’ll fatten your purse
Show me your moral virtues first
Hear me holler, hear me moan
I pay in blood but not my own

You bit your lover in the bed
Come here, I’ll break your lousy head
Our nation must be saved and freed
You been accused of murder, how do you plead?

This is how I spend my days
I came to bury, not to praise
I’ll drink my fill and sleep alone
I pay in blood, but not my own

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06. SCARLET TOWN

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 an ounce

The music starts and the people sway
Everybody says, "Are you going my way?"
Uncle Tom still working for Uncle Bill
Scarlet Town is under the hill

Scarlet Town in the month of May
Sweet William on his deathbed lay
Mistress Mary by the side of the bed
Kissing his face, heaping prayers on his head

So brave, so true, so gentle is he
I'll weep for him as he'd weep for me
Little Boy Blue come blow your horn
In Scarlet Town where I was born

Scarlet Town in the hot noon hours
There's palm-leaf shadows and scattered flowers
Beggars crouching at the gate
Help comes but it comes too late

On marble slabs and in fields of stone
You make your humble wishes known
I touched the garment but the hem was torn
In Scarlet Town where I was born

In Scarlet Town the end is near
The seven wonders of the world are here
The evil and the good living side by side
All human forms seem glorified

Put your heart on a platter and see who'll bite
See who'll hold you and kiss you good night
There's walnut groves and maplewood
In Scarlet Town cryin' won't do no good

In Scarlet Town you fight your father's foes
Up on the hill a chilly wind blows
You fight 'em on high and you fight 'em down in
You fight 'em with whiskey, morphine and gin

You got legs that can drive men mad
A lot of things we didn't do that I wish we had
In Scarlet Town the sky is clear
You'll wish to God that you stayed right here

Set 'em up Joe, play Walking the Floor
Play it for my flat-chested junky whore
I'm staying up late, and I'm making amends
While the smile from Heaven descends

If love is a sin, then beauty is a crime
All things are beautiful in their time
The black and the white, the yellow and the brown
It's all right there for ya in Scarlet Town

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07. EARLY ROMAN KINGS

All the early Roman Kings in their shark-skin suits
Bowties and buttons, high-top boots
Driving the spikes in, blazing the rails
Nailed in their coffins in top-hats and tails
Fly away little bird, fly away, flap your wings
Fly by night like the early Roman Kings

All the early Roman Kings in the early, early morn'
Coming down the mountain, distributing the corn
Speeding through the forest, racing down the track
You try to get away, they drag you back
Tomorrow is Friday, we'll see what it brings
Ev'rybody's talking 'bout the early Roman Kings

They're peddlers and they're meddlers, they buy and they sell
They destroyed your city, they'll destroy you as well
They're lecherous and treacherous, hell-bent for leather
Each of them bigger than all manhood together
Sluggers and muggers wearing fancy gold rings
All the women going crazy for the early Roman Kings

I can dress up your wounds with a blood-clotted rag
I ain't afraid to make love to a bitch or a hag
If you see me coming and you're standing there
Wave your handkerchief in the air
I ain't dead yet, my bell still rings
I keep my fingers crossed like the early Roman Kings

I'll strip you of life, strip you of breath
Ship you down to the house of death
One day you will ask for me
There'll be no one else that you'll want to see
Bring down my fiddle, tune up my strings
I'm gonna break it wide open like the early Roman Kings

I was up on Black Mountain the day Detroit fell
They killed them all off and they sent them to hell
Ding Dong Daddy, you're coming up short
Gonna put you on trial in a Sicilian court
I've had my fun, I've had my flings
Gonna shake 'em all down like the early Roman Kings

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08. TIN ANGEL

It was late last night when the boss came home
To a deserted mansion and a desolate throne
Servant said, "Boss, the lady's gone
She left this morning, just 'fore dawn"

"You got something to tell me, tell it to me, man
Come to the point as straight as you can"
"Old Henry Lee, chief of the clan
Came riding through the woods and took her by the hand"

The boss he laid back flat on his bed
He cursed the heat and he clutched his head
He pondered the future of his fate
To wait another day would be far too late

"Go fetch me my coat and my tie
And the cheapest labor that money can buy
Saddle me up my buckskin mare
If you see me go by, put up a prayer"

Well, they rode all night and they rode all day
Eastward long on the broad highway
His spirit was tired and his vision was bent
His men deserted him and onward he went

He came to a place where the light was dull
His forehead pounding in his skull
Heavy heart was racked with pain
Insomnia raging in his brain

Well, he threw down his helmet and his cross-handled sword
He renounced his faith, he denied his Lord
Crawled on his belly, put his ear to the wall
One way or another, he'd put an end to it all

He leaned down, cut the electric wire
Stared into the flames and he snorted the fire
Peered through the darkness, caught a glimpse of the two
It was hard to tell for certain who was who

He lowered himself down on a golden chain
His nerves were quaking in every vein
His knuckles were bloody, he sucked in the air
He ran his fingers through his greasy hair

They looked at each other and their glasses clinked
One single unit inseparably linked
"Got a strange premonition there's a man close by"
"Don't worry 'bout him, he wouldn't harm a fly"

From behind the curtain the boss crossed the floor
He moved his feet and he bolted the door
Shadows hiding the lines in his face
With all the nobility of an ancient race

She turned, she was startled with a look of surprise
With a hatred that could hit the skies
"You're a reckless fool, I can see it in your eyes
To come this way was by no means wise"

"Get up, stand up, you greedy-lipped wench
And cover your face or suffer the consequence
You are making my heart feel sick
Put your clothes back on double quick"

"Silly boy, you think me a saint
I'll listen no more to your words of complaint
You given me nothing but the sweetest lies
Now hold your tongue and feed your eyes"

"I'd have given you the stars and the planets too
But what good would these things do you?
Bow the heart, if not the knee
Or never again this world you'll see"

"Oh, please, let not your heart be cold
This man is dearer to me than gold"
"Oh, my dear, you must be blind
He's a gutless ape with a worthless mind"

"You had your way too long with me
Now it's me who'll determine how things shall be
Try to escape," he cussed and cursed
"You'll have to try to get past me first"

"I dare not let your passion rule
You think my heart, the heart of a fool
And you, sir, you cannot deny
You made a monkey of me, what and for why?"

"I'll have no more of this insulting chat
The devil can have you, I'll see to that
Look sharp or step aside
Or in the cradle you'll wish you'd died"

The gun went boom and the shot rang clear
First bullet grazed his ear
Second ball went right straight in
And he bent in the middle like a twisted pin

He crawled to the corner and he lowered his head
He gripped the chair and he grabbed the bed
It would take more than needle and thread
Bleeding from the mouth, he's as good as dead

"You shot my husband down, you fiend"
"Husband, what husband, what the hell do you mean?
He was a man of strife, a man of sin
I cut him down and I'll throw him to the wind"

"Hear this," she said, with angry breath
"You too, shall meet the lord of death
It was I who brought your soul to life"
And she raised her robe and she drew out a knife

His face was hard and caked with sweat
His arms ached and his hands were wet
"You're a murderous queen and a bloody wife
If you don't mind, I'll have the knife"

"We're two of a kind and our blood runs hot
But we're no way similar in body or thought
All husbands are good men, as all wives know"
Then she pierced him to the heart and his blood did flow

His knees went limp and he reached for the door
His doom was sealed, he slid to the floor
He whispered in her ear, "This is all your fault
My fighting days have come to a halt"

She touched his lips and kissed his cheek
He tried to speak, but his breath was weak
"You died for me, now I'll die for you"
She put the blade to her heart and she ran it through

All three lovers together in a heap
Thrown into the grave forever to sleep
Funeral torches blazed away through
Through the towns and the villages all night and all day

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09. TEMPEST

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

'Twas the fourteenth day of April
Over the waves she rode
Sailing into tomorrow
To a golden age foretold

The night was bright with starlight
The seas were sharp and clear
Moving through the shadows
The promised hour was near

Lights were holding steady
Gliding over the foam
All the lords and ladies
Heading for their eternal home

The chandeliers were swaying
From the balustrades above
The orchestra was playing
Songs of faded love

The watchman, he lay dreaming
As the ballroom dancers twirled
He dreamed the Titanic was sinking
Into the underworld

Leo took his sketchbook
He was often so inclined
He closed his eyes and painted
The scenery in his mind

Cupid struck his bosom
And broke it with a snap
The closest woman to him
He fell into her lap

He heard a loud commotion
Something sounded wrong
His inner spirit was saying
That he couldn't stand here long

He staggered to the quarter deck
No time now to sleep
Water on the quarter deck
Already three foot deep

Smokestack was leaning sideways
Heavy feet began to pound
He walked into the whirlwind
Sky spinning all around

The ship was going under
The universe had opened wide
The roll was called up yonder
The angels turned aside

Lights down in the hallway
Flickering dim and dull
Dead bodies already floating
In the double bottomed hull

The engines then exploded
Propellers they failed to start
The boilers overloaded
The ship's bow split apart

Passengers were flying
Backward, forward, far and fast
They mumbled, fumbled, and tumbled
Each one more weary than the last

The veil was torn asunder
'Tween the hours of twelve and one
No change, no sudden wonder
Could undo what had been done

The watchman lay there dreaming
At forty five degrees
He dreamed the Titanic was sinking
Dropping to her knees

Wellington, he was sleeping
His bed began to slide
His valiant heart was beating
He pushed the tables aside

Glass of shattered crystal
Lay scattered 'round about
He strapped on both his pistols
How long could he hold out?

His men and his companions
Were nowhere to be seen
In silence there he waited for
Time and space to intervene

The passageway was narrow
There was blackness in the air
He saw every kind of sorrow
Heard voices everywhere

Alarm bells were ringing
To hold back the swelling tide
Friends and lovers clinging
To each other side by side

Mothers and their daughters
Descending down the stairs
Jumped into the icy waters
Love and pity sent their prayers

The rich man, Mister Astor
Kissed his darling wife
He had no way of knowing
Be the last trip of his life

Calvin, Blake and Wilson
Gambled in the dark
Not one of them would ever
Live to tell the tale of disembark

Brother rose up against brother
In every circumstance.
They fought and slaughtered each other
In a deadly dance

They lowered down their lifeboats
From the sinking wreck
There were traitors, there were turncoats
Broken backs and broken necks

The bishop left his cabin
To help all those in need.
Turned his eyes up to the heavens
Said, "The poor are yours to feed"

Davey the brothel-keeper
Came out, dismissed his girls
Saw the water getting deeper
Saw the changing of his world

Jim Dandy smiled
He'd never learned to swim
Saw the little crippled child
And he gave his seat to him

He saw the starlight shining
Streaming from the East
Death was on the rampage
But his heart was now at peace

They battened down the hatches
But the hatches wouldn’t hold
They drowned upon the staircase
Of brass and polished gold

Leo said to Cleo
"I think I’m going mad"
But he’d lost his mind already
Whatever mind he had

He tried to block the doorway
To save all those from harm
Blood from an open wound
Pouring down his arm

Petals fell from flowers
’Til all of them were gone
In the long and dreadful hours
The wizard's curse played on

The host was pouring brandy
He was going down slow
He stayed right 'til the end
He was the last to go

There were many, many others
Nameless here for evermore
They'd never sailed the ocean
Or left their homes before

The watchman, he lay dreaming
The damage had been done
He dreamed the Titanic was sinking
And he tried to tell someone

The Captain, barely breathing
Kneeling at the wheel
Above him and beneath him
Fifty thousand tons of steel

He looked over at his compass
And he gazed into its face
Needle pointing downward
He knew he'd lost the race

In the dark illumination
He remembered bygone years
He read the Book of Revelation
And he filled his cup with tears

When the Reaper's task had ended
Sixteen hundred had gone to rest
The good, the bad, the rich, the poor
The loveliest and the best

They waited at the landing
And they tried to understand
But there is no understanding
For the judgment of God's hand

News came over the wires
And struck with deadly force
Love had lost its fires
All things had run their course

The watchman he lay dreaming
Of all things that can be
He dreamed the Titanic was sinking
Into the deep blue sea

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10. ROLL ON JOHN

Doctor, doctor tell me the time of day
Another bottle's empty, another penny spent
He turned around and he slowly walked away
They shot him in the back and down he went

Shine your light
Move it on
You burned so bright
Roll on, John

From the Liverpool docks to the red-light Hamburg streets
Down in the quarry with The Quarrymen
Playing to the big crowds, playing to the cheap seats
Another day in the life on your way to your journey's end

Shine your light
Move it on
You burned so bright
Roll on, John

Sailing through the trade winds bound for the South
Rags on your back just like any other slave
They tied your hands and they clamped your mouth
Wasn't no way out of that deep dark cave

Shine your light
Move it on
You burned so bright
Roll on, John

I heard the news today, oh boy
They hauled your ship up on the shore
Now the city gone dark, there is no more joy
They tore the heart right out and cut it to the core

Shine your light
Move it on
You burned so bright
Roll on, John

Put down your bags and get 'em packed
Leave right now, you won't be far from wrong
The sooner you go the quicker you'll be back
You been cooped up on an island far too long

Shine your light
Move it on
You burned so bright
Roll on, John

Slow down, you're moving way too fast
Come together right now over me
Your bones are weary, you're about to breathe your last
Lord, you know how hard that it can be

Shine your light
Move it on
You burned so bright
Roll on, John

Roll on, John, roll through the rain and snow
Take the right-hand road and go where the buffalo roam
They'll trap you in an ambush 'fore you know
Too late now to sail back home

Shine your light
Move it on
You burned so bright
Roll on, John

Tyger, tyger, burning bright
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
In the forest of the night
Cover him over and let him sleep

Shine your light
Move it on
You burned so bright
Roll on, John

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 Post subject: Re: Tempest lyrics
PostPosted: Tue May 14th, 2013, 16:08 GMT 
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 Post subject: Re: Tempest lyrics
PostPosted: Tue May 14th, 2013, 18:38 GMT 
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:) Thanks to Sir Dogg and all the other contributors for doing such a great job with the lyrics. A valuable resource.


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 Post subject: Re: Tempest lyrics
PostPosted: Tue May 14th, 2013, 18:50 GMT 

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NARROW WAY:
The Moving Finger should be capitalized as it is a proper noun. See The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám.

SCARLET TOWN:
"Silver thorn" is more properly rendered as one word: silverthorn.

TEMPEST:
Anyone who is still hearing "over the waves she rode" is not listening carefully. It is "over the ways she rolled." It's also "out o'er the western town" not "on." The three gamblers would never live to "tell the tale or disembark," not "the tale of disembark."

A couple more minor ones may be forthcoming.


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 Post subject: Re: Tempest lyrics
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^ I had many suggestions from people to the lyrics, so some may be a little incorrect.
I also had the 'official' song book to go through.


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PostPosted: Wed May 15th, 2013, 19:15 GMT 
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I been out and around with the rowdy men
Just like you, my handsome friend
My head’s so hard must be made of stone
I pay in blood, but not my own

I'm absolutely sure that the correct hearing here is 'rising men'

Dylan is well known for getting up with the birds and wandering around watching the sunrise etc. So he's already out and about when other folks are just emerging from their beds.


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PostPosted: Fri May 17th, 2013, 04:04 GMT 

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clifford gage wrote:
I been out and around with the rowdy men
Just like you, my handsome friend
My head’s so hard must be made of stone
I pay in blood, but not my own

I'm absolutely sure that the correct hearing here is 'rising men'

Dylan is well known for getting up with the birds and wandering around watching the sunrise etc. So he's already out and about when other folks are just emerging from their beds.


I always hear "riding men" (though I don't have the album at hand to double-check).

And instead of "cake-walking baby" in Narrow Way I hear the more mundane "keep walking" . . .


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PostPosted: Tue May 28th, 2013, 01:23 GMT 
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Why are there still no lyrics for Tempest songs on bobdylan.com? Has it ever taken this long after an album's release to put the lyrics on the website? Are they waiting until another album is released?


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PostPosted: Tue May 28th, 2013, 09:37 GMT 
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If the lyrics are vague, then more meanings can be supposed. Bob has always done this. And it generates more interest on message boards. I'm not aware of any other poet / writer / singer who does this. Maybe in this aspect, he's an absolute original.


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PostPosted: Wed May 29th, 2013, 17:23 GMT 

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Foggy wrote:
clifford gage wrote:
I been out and around with the rowdy men
Just like you, my handsome friend
My head’s so hard must be made of stone
I pay in blood, but not my own

I'm absolutely sure that the correct hearing here is 'rising men'

Dylan is well known for getting up with the birds and wandering around watching the sunrise etc. So he's already out and about when other folks are just emerging from their beds.


I always hear "riding men" (though I don't have the album at hand to double-check).

And instead of "cake-walking baby" in Narrow Way I hear the more mundane "keep walking" . . .


The line from "Wish I Was a Mole in the Ground" is "I been in the bin/with the rough and rowdy men." So it's a safe bet that "rowdy men" is what he has in mind on "Pay in Blood." When in doubt about a Bob lyric, check it against the traditional stuff :wink:

I myself hear "cake-walkin" and as that's a cooler line, let's stand by that!


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PostPosted: Wed May 29th, 2013, 22:31 GMT 
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Lone Wolf wrote:
Why are there still no lyrics for Tempest songs on bobdylan.com? Has it ever taken this long after an album's release to put the lyrics on the website? Are they waiting until another album is released?

Ditto. For an artist whose driving force has above all been the astounding lyrics, that's a pretty crappy move. It was awesome trying to make out the words while listening to TEMPEST back when it was released though! I'm so used to being able to look up lyrics on the Internet that it's funny to think how back in the olden days people just had to use their own ears unless if the words weren't included in the sleeve... which is common for Dylan's releases.


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PostPosted: Mon June 3rd, 2013, 06:30 GMT 
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Lone Wolf wrote:
Why are there still no lyrics for Tempest songs on bobdylan.com? Has it ever taken this long after an album's release to put the lyrics on the website? Are they waiting until another album is released?

the songbook with lyrics and chords is avalaible now :D


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PostPosted: Wed June 5th, 2013, 01:49 GMT 
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Lone Wolf wrote:
Why are there still no lyrics for Tempest songs on bobdylan.com? Has it ever taken this long after an album's release to put the lyrics on the website? Are they waiting until another album is released?

They're waiting until Bob plays Roll On John and Narrow Way!


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PostPosted: Thu June 20th, 2013, 12:52 GMT 
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Lone Wolf wrote:
Why are there still no lyrics for Tempest songs on bobdylan.com? Has it ever taken this long after an album's release to put the lyrics on the website? Are they waiting until another album is released?


They're waiting for us to work them out.


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PostPosted: Tue July 23rd, 2013, 03:14 GMT 

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Foggy wrote:
clifford gage wrote:
And instead of "cake-walking baby" in Narrow Way I hear the more mundane "keep walking" . . .


I concur. Try as I might, I just can't hear "cake" ...


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PostPosted: Tue July 23rd, 2013, 03:30 GMT 
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I hear cake-walker.


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PostPosted: Tue July 23rd, 2013, 18:55 GMT 
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The line from "Wish I Was a Mole in the Ground" is "I been in the bin/with the rough and rowdy men." So it's a safe bet that "rowdy men" is what he has in mind on "Pay in Blood." When in doubt about a Bob lyric, check it against the traditional stuff :wink:

I myself hear "cake-walkin" and as that's a cooler line, let's stand by that!


Absolutely, those lines are "rowdy men" and "cake-walkin' baby." The cake-walk, as I'm sure many of you know, was a dance and type of song popular in the days of minstrelsy. Anyone familiar with neoclassical music knows Debussy's piece from Children's Corner called "Golliwog's Cakewalk." An interesting history about the cake-walk is here: http://pratie.blogspot.com/2007/01/about-cakewalk-and-golliwog.html. We know how much Bob loves minstrelsy.

Anyone else annoyed when the official Bob Dylan lyrics on the official site are totally WRONG? Bugs me.


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PostPosted: Sun September 1st, 2013, 15:44 GMT 

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"Gold is down to a quarter of an ounce" (clearly enunciated in "Scarlet Town")
"Moving on" ("Roll On, John" chorus, unclearly enunciated, debatable...)
"Where the Buffaloes roam" (clearly enunciated in "Roll On John"--and I have sneaky-for-sneaky reasons for BETTING this is a reference to Buffalo Springfield... takers?...) :wink:
Rather surprised that the Tempest lyrics haven't sparked hotter debate; many MORE cruxes than these... :?


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PostPosted: Tue September 3rd, 2013, 05:59 GMT 
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i want to know why the official lyrics haven't been posted on the BD.com yet.


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PostPosted: Tue September 3rd, 2013, 06:09 GMT 
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i want to know why the official lyrics haven't been posted on the BD.com yet.


carelessness


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PostPosted: Thu September 5th, 2013, 18:44 GMT 

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Makes sense, JP, after all he's only ever known careless love


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PostPosted: Thu September 5th, 2013, 19:59 GMT 
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Though don't they usually leave blank spaces for cover songs? In which case I wouldn't expect they add much that's new, except for more blank pages.
http://www.bobdylan.com/us/songs/fool-such-i
http://www.bobdylan.com/us/songs/christmas-island


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PostPosted: Tue September 10th, 2013, 22:14 GMT 
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Johanna Parker wrote:
thisisjohn wrote:
i want to know why the official lyrics haven't been posted on the BD.com yet.


carelessness


No, that's how Bob got tuberculosis.


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Is it just me or Long Wasted Years is pretty simply different? (almost like experimental)


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