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PostPosted: Sat August 11th, 2018, 21:19 GMT 
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When I Paint My Masterpiece 2018

Adelaide, August 11

1
Oh the streets of Rome are filled with rubble
Ancient footprints are everywhere
You could almost think that you're seeing double
On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs

Got to hurry on back to my hotel room
Gonna scrape my case and wash off all the grease
Gonna stay right there, turn my back to the world for a while
Gonna stay right there until I paint my masterpiece

2
Oh the hours I've spent inside the Coliseum
Dodging lions with their mean and a hungry look
Those mighty kings of the jungle, Lord I could hardly stand to see 'em
I can see 'em coming, I could read their faces like a book

Train wheels running through the back of my memory
When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese
Someday, everything is gonna be beautiful
When I paint that masterpiece

bridge
Sailing around the world like a conch, in a gondola
Ah, sometimes I think that my cup is running over

3
I left Rome and I pulled into Brussels
On a plane ride so bumpy that it made me ill
Clergymen in uniform, young women pulling muscles
Everyone was there to meet me coming down the hill

Newspapermen eating candy
They had to be held back by big police
Someday, everything is gonna be different
When I paint my masterpiece


Yuzawa, July 29

Sailing around the world, in a gondola
Sometimes my cup is empty, sometimes it's running over


Singapore, August 6

Sailing around the world like a conch, in a gondola
Oh, sometimes I feel like my cup is running over


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PostPosted: Sun August 12th, 2018, 00:47 GMT 
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Thanks for this. At 77, still revising his songs. Simply awesome.


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PostPosted: Sun August 12th, 2018, 03:17 GMT 

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Not sure what he's singing in the bridge, but it's most definitely not "Sailing around the world like a conch, in a gondola." The recording from Adelaide that's up on YouTube is pretty dire, so I can't make anything out of it. In the one from Singapore, I hear "Sailing round the world with a picture of Rover." "Rover" seems kind of unlikely (though the man does like dogs), but it's a picture of something, and it rhymes, more or less, with "over." It's not "gondola"; he's finally ditched the gondola. And in the one from Yuzawa, which is slightly different than the other two, it's "Sailing round the world, looking it over." That one I'm positive about.

Oh, and in the second verse he's not scraping his case. He's just changing his clothes.

Thanks for the good work. Sorry to nitpick.


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PostPosted: Sun August 12th, 2018, 06:27 GMT 
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Here's what I get from Bach's recording of Singapore.
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Oh the streets of Rome are filled with rubble
Ancient footprints are everywhere
You could almost think that you're seeing double
On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stair
Got to hurry on back to my hotel room
Gotta swap my summer clothes, scrape off all the grease
Gonna stay right there, turn my back on the rest of the world for a while
Gonna stay right there until I paint my masterpiece

2
Hours I've spent inside the Coliseum
Dodging lions with that mean and hungry look
Those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see 'em
Lord I could see 'em coming, I could read their faces like a book
Train wheels running through the back of my memory
When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese
Someday, everything gonna be beautiful
When I paint that masterpiece

Bridge
Sailing round the world by the crimson and clover (?)
Although sometimes I feel like my cup is running over

3
I left Rome, pulled into Brussels
On a plane ride so bumpy, it made me ill
Clergymen in uniform, and young girls pulling mussels
Everyone was there to meet me coming down the hill
Newspapermen eating candy
Had to be held back by big police
Someday, everything gonna be different
When I paint that masterpiece


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PostPosted: Sun August 12th, 2018, 06:45 GMT 
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I think it's

Sailing round the world for the crimson and clover*
Although sometimes I feel like my cup is running over


Maybe even a slurred "oh Lord" instead of "although"









*I'm no poet but I think that's great.


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PostPosted: Sun August 12th, 2018, 06:59 GMT 

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I am pretty sure that the word changes are because he forgets the lyrics and fills with whatever comes into his head. Now that I have set the fuse, I am away to see my Dylan addiction therapist.....Lol


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PostPosted: Sun August 12th, 2018, 07:19 GMT 
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I think he's sung it this way (or close to it) several times...but he's certainly been known to do just as you describe!


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PostPosted: Sun August 12th, 2018, 07:34 GMT 
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Oh my throat in Rome was filled with rubble
Ancient audience was everywhere
Just made me wish that I was drinking doubles
On a cold dark night with a Swedish au pair
Got to hurry past the fanboys, do the usual, ignore 'em
Get back on the bus, get some peace and quiet at least
Gonna stay right there, rip off some more of them paintings
Make a fortune for 'em, they'll call 'em a masterpiece

Oh the hours that I spent wishin' I was in the Coliseum
Dodging lions would be better than these followers of mine
Those mighty kings of the jungle, they wouldn't be called Steve or Liam
Divorced and broken, living their life online
Bus wheels running through the back streets of Germany
They chase us to the venue like a pack of old wild freaks
Sunday, everything is gonna be beautiful
When I get the fuck right outta here and on to Greece

Rattling round the world like being trapped in a tombola
Oh I'd give it up in a second, if it wasn't for the payola

I left Rome, pulled into Dudley
On a coach ride so boring I almost died
Retired old men in uniform, their t-shirts so fugly
Everyone was there to meet me, I just wanted to hide
Newspapermen couldn't be arsed to turn up
I really don't blame 'em, wish I could just email it in
Someday, everything gonna be different
Oh god have mercy, give me a bottle of gin.


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PostPosted: Sun August 12th, 2018, 08:03 GMT 
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Good to see you and well done as usual.

He sings the shit out of this (at least 1/2 of it) in Singapore. Honest to God.


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PostPosted: Sun August 12th, 2018, 09:05 GMT 
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Thanks everyone for the input, things to consider.

mojofilter wrote:
It's not "gondola"; he's finally ditched the gondola. And in the one from Yuzawa, which is slightly different than the other two, it's "Sailing round the world, looking it over." That one I'm positive about.


I think you're positively wrong; and doesn't make sense he would rhyme "over" with "over". I think he'd planned to sing something before "in a gondola" (same as these other shows?), sounds like an "l" (as in "like") followed by "in a gondola".

smoke wrote:
He sings the shit out of this (at least 1/2 of it) in Singapore. Honest to God.


"like my cup is running ooooooooover" (one more cup by the way).


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PostPosted: Sun August 12th, 2018, 10:33 GMT 

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McG wrote:
Oh my throat in Rome was filled with rubble
Ancient audience was everywhere
Just made me wish that I was drinking doubles
On a cold dark night with a Swedish au pair
Got to hurry past the fanboys, do the usual, ignore 'em
Get back on the bus, get some peace and quiet at least
Gonna stay right there, rip off some more of them paintings
Make a fortune for 'em, they'll call 'em a masterpiece

Oh the hours that I spent wishin' I was in the Coliseum
Dodging lions would be better than these followers of mine
Those mighty kings of the jungle, they wouldn't be called Steve or Liam
Divorced and broken, living their life online
Bus wheels running through the back streets of Germany
They chase us to the venue like a pack of old wild freaks
Sunday, everything is gonna be beautiful
When I get the fuck right outta here and on to Greece

Rattling round the world like being trapped in a tombola
Oh I'd give it up in a second, if it wasn't for the payola

I left Rome, pulled into Dudley
On a coach ride so boring I almost died
Retired old men in uniform, their t-shirts so fugly
Everyone was there to meet me, I just wanted to hide
Newspapermen couldn't be arsed to turn up
I really don't blame 'em, wish I could just email it in
Someday, everything gonna be different
Oh god have mercy, give me a bottle of gin.


Great – made my day!


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PostPosted: Sun August 12th, 2018, 10:49 GMT 
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McG wrote:
Oh my throat in Rome was filled with rubble
Ancient audience was everywhere
Just made me wish that I was drinking doubles
On a cold dark night with a Swedish au pair
Got to hurry past the fanboys, do the usual, ignore 'em
Get back on the bus, get some peace and quiet at least
Gonna stay right there, rip off some more of them paintings
Make a fortune for 'em, they'll call 'em a masterpiece

Oh the hours that I spent wishin' I was in the Coliseum
Dodging lions would be better than these followers of mine
Those mighty kings of the jungle, they wouldn't be called Steve or Liam
Divorced and broken, living their life online
Bus wheels running through the back streets of Germany
They chase us to the venue like a pack of old wild freaks
Sunday, everything is gonna be beautiful
When I get the fuck right outta here and on to Greece

Rattling round the world like being trapped in a tombola
Oh I'd give it up in a second, if it wasn't for the payola

I left Rome, pulled into Dudley
On a coach ride so boring I almost died
Retired old men in uniform, their t-shirts so fugly
Everyone was there to meet me, I just wanted to hide
Newspapermen couldn't be arsed to turn up
I really don't blame 'em, wish I could just email it in
Someday, everything gonna be different
Oh god have mercy, give me a bottle of gin.


Love this. But where's Dudley?


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PostPosted: Sun August 12th, 2018, 11:35 GMT 
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It's in the West Midlands, England. Lenny Henry is from there.


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PostPosted: Sun August 12th, 2018, 13:27 GMT 
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movin_after_midnight wrote:
the crimson and clover


smoke wrote:
for the crimson and clover


Singapore + Adelaide:

Sailing around the world, for the crimson and clover


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PostPosted: Sun August 12th, 2018, 17:11 GMT 
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smiley wrote:
It's in the West Midlands, England. Lenny Henry is from there.


Cool. Thanks for the info.


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PostPosted: Mon August 13th, 2018, 17:50 GMT 
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smoke wrote:
He sings the shit out of this (at least 1/2 of it) in Singapore. Honest to God.

:!:
It's a neck-hair-raising performance, really beautiful.
Thank you all for deciphering the lyrics, I'm not good at this. :oops:


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PostPosted: Mon August 13th, 2018, 22:03 GMT 
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Melbourne, August 13

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Oh the streets of Rome are filled with rubble
Ancient footprints are everywhere
You can almost think that you're seeing double
On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs

Got to hurry on back to my hotel room
Gonna wash all my clothes, scrape off all the grease
Gonna stay right there, gonna lock the doors for a while
Gonna stay right there until I paint the masterpiece

2
Oh these hours I've spent inside the Coliseum
Dodging lions with their mean and their hungry look
Those mighty kings of the jungle, Lord I could hardly stand to see 'em
I could see 'em coming, I can read their faces like a book

Train wheels running through the back of my memory
When I ran on the hilltop following a flock of wild geese
Someday, everything is going to be beautiful
When I paint that masterpiece

bridge
Sailing around the world for the crimson and clover
Oh, sometimes I think that my cup is running over

3
I left Rome, I pulled into Brussels
On a plane ride so bumpy it made me ill
Clergymen in uniform, young girls pulling muscles
Everyone was there to meet me coming down the hill

Newspapermen eating candy
Had to be held back by big police
Someday, everything is going to be different
When paint that masterpiece


https://youtube.com/watch?v=wEIppD0f7uA

(marvellous singing!, his "When I Paint My Masterpiece" masterpiece?)


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PostPosted: Mon August 13th, 2018, 23:25 GMT 
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Snowcap wrote:
Melbourne, August 13

bridge
Sailing around the world for the crimson and clover
Oh, sometimes I think that my cup is running over

https://youtube.com/watch?v=wEIppD0f7uA



Unless I heard the wrong one, I think he sings:

Sailing around the world for the crimson and clover
Oh lord, sometimes I think that my cup is running over

Might even be:

Oh no, sometimes I think that my cup is running over


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PostPosted: Tue August 14th, 2018, 03:48 GMT 
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motherwell wrote:
... whatever comes into his head.


Isn't that the way one writes a song? :|

Seems doing that on the fly in front of thousands of people when he knows good and well we're going to dissect them like a frog in science class is pretty ballsy. Go Bob!!!


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PostPosted: Tue August 14th, 2018, 04:23 GMT 
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Flailing round the world in a fedora
oh to be back in the land of Dinah Shore a

derby girl in uniform eating mussels
had to be held down by Leon Russell's niece


Yeah, and so much for making up lyrics off the top of your head. The ghost of Levon Helm hovers...


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PostPosted: Tue August 14th, 2018, 04:27 GMT 
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PostPosted: Tue August 14th, 2018, 04:48 GMT 
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dylanswife wrote:
Snowcap wrote:
Melbourne, August 13

bridge
Sailing around the world for the crimson and clover
Oh, sometimes I think that my cup is running over

https://youtube.com/watch?v=wEIppD0f7uA



Unless I heard the wrong one, I think he sings:

Sailing around the world for the crimson and clover
Oh lord, sometimes I think that my cup is running over

Might even be:

Oh no, sometimes I think that my cup is running over


While the other night was "for the", tonight I'm getting:

Sailing around the world full of crimson and clover
Oh Lord, sometimes I think that my cup is running over


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PostPosted: Tue August 14th, 2018, 08:46 GMT 
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Melbourne, August 13

Gonna stay right there until I paint my masterpiece

I left Rome and pulled into Brussels

smoke wrote:
Sailing around the world full of crimson and clover


Lovely. That makes the bridge lyric seem more natural, makes it perfect.

people wrote:
Oh Lord, sometimes I think that my cup is running over


(I don't hear this yet.)


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PostPosted: Tue August 14th, 2018, 17:38 GMT 
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Snowcap wrote:
Melbourne, August 13

Gonna stay right there until I paint my masterpiece

I left Rome and pulled into Brussels

smoke wrote:
Sailing around the world full of crimson and clover


Lovely. That makes the bridge lyric seem more natural, makes it perfect.

people wrote:
Oh Lord, sometimes I think that my cup is running over


(I don't hear this yet.)



What do you hear?


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PostPosted: Tue August 14th, 2018, 18:45 GMT 
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Melbourne, August 14

Sailing around the world full of crimson and clover
Oh Lord, sometimes I think that my cup is running over

(Now I hear it ("Lord").)


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