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by Bob Dylan




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  THE SONGS

  1. SONG TO WOODY

  2. BLOWIN’ IN THE WIND

  3. GIRL OF THE NORTH COUNTRY

  4. MASTERS OF WAR

  5. A HARD RAIN’S A-GONNA FALL

  6. DON’T THINK TWICE, IT’S ALL RIGHT

  7. THE TIMES THEY ARE A-CHANGIN’

  8. BALLAD OF HOLLIS BROWN

  9. ONE TOO MANY MORNINGS

  10. ONLY A PAWN IN THEIR GAME

  11. BOOTS OF SPANISH LEATHER

  12. THE LONESOME DEATH OF HATTIE CARROLL

  13. LAY DOWN YOUR WEARY TUNE

  14. CHIMES OF FREEDOM

  15. MOTORPSYCHO NIGHTMARE

  16. MY BACK PAGES

  17. IT AIN’T ME, BABE

  18. SUBTERRANEAN HOMESICK BLUES

  19. LOVE MINUS ZERO/NO LIMIT

  20. MR. TAMBOURINE MAN

  21. BOB DYLAN’S 115TH DREAM

  22. GATES OF EDEN

  23. IT’S ALRIGHT, MA (I’M ONLY BLEEDING)

  24. IT’S ALL OVER NOW, BABY BLUE

  25. LIKE A ROLLING STONE

  26. TOMBSTONE BLUES

  27. BALLAD OF A THIN MAN

  28. HIGHWAY 61 REVISITED

  29. JUST LIKE TOM THUMB’S BLUES

  30. DESOLATION ROW

  31. POSITIVELY 4TH STREET

  32. VISIONS OF JOHANNA

  33. I WANT YOU

  34. STUCK INSIDE OF MOBILE WITH THE MEMPHIS BLUES AGAIN

  35. JUST LIKE A WOMAN

  36. I’LL KEEP IT WITH MINE

  37. ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER

  38. I PITY THE POOR IMMIGRANT

  39. THE WICKED MESSENGER

  40. LAY, LADY, LAY

  41. IF NOT FOR YOU

  42. TIME PASSES SLOWLY

  43. WENT TO SEE THE GYPSY

  44. THE MAN IN ME

  45. WATCHING THE RIVER FLOW

  46. WHEN I PAINT MY MASTERPIECE

  47. TEARS OF RAGE

  48. TOO MUCH OF NOTHING

  49. YOU AIN’T GOIN’ NOWHERE

  50. THIS WHEEL’S ON FIRE

  51. QUINN THE ESKIMO (THE MIGHTY QUINN)

  52. I SHALL BE RELEASED

  53. BILLY

  54. KNOCKIN’ ON HEAVEN’S DOOR

  55. FOREVER YOUNG

  56. TANGLED UP IN BLUE

  57. SIMPLE TWIST OF FATE

  58. IDIOT WIND

  59. SHELTER FROM THE STORM

  60. HURRICANE

  61. ROMANCE IN DURANGO

  62. CHANGING OF THE GUARDS

  63. SEñOR (TALES OF YANKEE POWER)

  64. GOTTA SERVE SOMEBODY

  65. SLOW TRAIN

  66. WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?

  67. THE GROOM’S STILL WAITING AT THE ALTAR

  68. EVERY GRAIN OF SAND

  69. CARIBBEAN WIND

  70. JOKERMAN

  71. LICENSE TO KILL

  72. BLIND WILLIE MCTELL

  73. TIGHT CONNECTION TO MY HEART (HAS ANYBODY SEEN MY LOVE)

  74. DARK EYES

  75. BROWNSVILLE GIRL

  76. EVERYTHING IS BROKEN

  77. RING THEM BELLS

  78. SHOOTING STAR

  79. DIGNITY

  80. SERIES OF DREAMS

  81. BORN IN TIME

  82. STANDING IN THE DOORWAY

  83. TRYIN’ TO GET TO HEAVEN

  84. MAKE YOU FEEL MY LOVE

  85. HIGHLANDS

  86. THINGS HAVE CHANGED

  87. MISSISSIPPI

  88. FLOATER (TOO MUCH TO ASK)

  89. HIGH WATER (FOR CHARLEY PATTON)

  90. ’CROSS THE GREEN MOUNTAIN

  91. THUNDER ON THE MOUNTAIN

  92. WHEN THE DEAL GOES DOWN

  93. WORKINGMAN’S BLUES #2

  94. AIN’T TALKIN’

  95. BEYOND HERE LIES NOTHIN’

  96. THIS DREAM OF YOU

  97. LONG AND WASTED YEARS

  98. PAY IN BLOOD

  99. SCARLET TOWN

  100. EARLY ROMAN KINGS

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  INDEX OF PUBLISHERS AND COPYRIGHT DATES

  SONG TO WOODY

  I’m out here a thousand miles from my home

  Walkin’ a road other men have gone down

  I’m seein’ your world of people and things

  Your paupers and peasants and princes and kings

  Hey, hey, Woody Guthrie, I wrote you a song

  ’Bout a funny ol’ world that’s a-comin’ along

  Seems sick an’ it’s hungry, it’s tired an’ it’s torn

  It looks like it’s a-dyin’ an’ it’s hardly been born

  Hey, Woody Guthrie, but I know that you know

  All the things that I’m a-sayin’ an’ a-many times more

  I’m a-singin’ you the song, but I can’t sing enough

  ’Cause there’s not many men that done the things that you’ve done

  Here’s to Cisco an’ Sonny an’ Leadbelly too

  An’ to all the good people that traveled with you

  Here’s to the hearts and the hands of the men

  That come with the dust and are gone with the wind

  I’m a-leavin’ tomorrow, but I could leave today

  Somewhere down the road someday

  The very last thing that I’d want to do

  Is to say I’ve been hittin’ some hard travelin’ too

  BLOWIN’ IN THE WIND

  How many roads must a man walk down

  Before you call him a man?

  Yes, ’n’ how many seas must a white dove sail

  Before she sleeps in the sand?

  Yes, ’n’ how many times must the cannonballs fly

  Before they’re forever banned?

  The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind

  The answer is blowin’ in the wind

  How many years can a mountain exist

  Before it’s washed to the sea?

  Yes, ’n’ how many years can some people exist

  Before they’re allowed to be free?

  Yes, ’n’ how many times can a man turn his head

  Pretending he just doesn’t see?

  The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind

  The answer is blowin’ in the wind

  How many times must a man look up

  Before he can see the sky?

  Yes, ’n’ how many ears must one man have

  Before he can hear people cry?

  Yes, ’n’ how many deaths will it take till he knows

  That too many people have died?

  The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind

  The answer is blowin’ in the wind

  GIRL OF THE NORTH COUNTRY

  Well, if you’re travelin’ in the north country fair

  Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline

  Remember me to one who lives there

  She once was a true love of mine

  Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm

  When the rivers freeze and summer ends

  Please see if she’s wearing a coat so warm

  To keep her from the howlin’ winds

  Please see for me if her hair hangs long

  If it rolls and flows all down her breast

  Please see for me if her hair hangs long

  That’s the wa
y I remember her best

  I’m a-wonderin’ if she remembers me at all

  Many times I’ve often prayed

  In the darkness of my night

  In the brightness of my day

  So if you’re travelin’ in the north country fair

  Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline

  Remember me to one who lives there

  She once was a true love of mine

  MASTERS OF WAR

  Come you masters of war

  You that build all the guns

  You that build the death planes

  You that build the big bombs

  You that hide behind walls

  You that hide behind desks

  I just want you to know

  I can see through your masks

  You that never done nothin’

  But build to destroy

  You play with my world

  Like it’s your little toy

  You put a gun in my hand

  And you hide from my eyes

  And you turn and run farther

  When the fast bullets fly

  Like Judas of old

  You lie and deceive

  A world war can be won

  You want me to believe

  But I see through your eyes

  And I see through your brain

  Like I see through the water

  That runs down my drain

  You fasten the triggers

  For the others to fire

  Then you set back and watch

  When the death count gets higher

  You hide in your mansion

  As young people’s blood

  Flows out of their bodies

  And is buried in the mud

  You’ve thrown the worst fear

  That can ever be hurled

  Fear to bring children

  Into the world

  For threatening my baby

  Unborn and unnamed

  You ain’t worth the blood

  That runs in your veins

  How much do I know

  To talk out of turn

  You might say that I’m young

  You might say I’m unlearned

  But there’s one thing I know

  Though I’m younger than you

  Even Jesus would never

  Forgive what you do

  Let me ask you one question

  Is your money that good

  Will it buy you forgiveness

  Do you think that it could

  I think you will find

  When your death takes its toll

  All the money you made

  Will never buy back your soul

  And I hope that you die

  And your death’ll come soon

  I will follow your casket

  In the pale afternoon

  And I’ll watch while you’re lowered

  Down to your deathbed

  And I’ll stand o’er your grave

  ’Til I’m sure that you’re dead

  A HARD RAIN’S A-GONNA FALL

  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’II 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

  DON’T THINK TWICE, IT’S ALL RIGHT

  It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe

  It don’t matter, anyhow

  An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe

  If you don’t know by now

  When your rooster crows at the break of dawn

  Look out your window and I’ll be gone

  You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on

  Don’t think twice, it’s all right

  It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe

  That light I never knowed

  An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe

  I’m on the dark side of the road

  Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say

  To try and make me change my mind and stay

  We never did too much talkin’ anyway

  So don’t think twice, it’s all right

  It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal

  Like you never did before

  It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal

  I can’t hear you anymore

  I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road

  I once loved a woman, a child I’m told

  I give her my heart but she wanted my soul

  But don’t think twice, it’s all right

  I’m walkin’ down that long, lonesome road, babe
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  Where I’m bound, I can’t tell

  But goodbye’s too good a word, gal

  So I’ll just say fare thee well

  I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind

  You could have done better but I don’t mind

  You just kinda wasted my precious time

  But don’t think twice, it’s all right

  THE TIMES THEY ARE A-CHANGIN’

  Come gather ’round people

  Wherever you roam

  And admit that the waters

  Around you have grown

  And accept it that soon

  You’ll be drenched to the bone

  If your time to you is worth savin’

  Then you better start swimmin’ or you’ll sink like a stone

  For the times they are a-changin’

  Come writers and critics

  Who prophesize 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 tellin’ who that it’s namin’

  For the loser now will be later to win

  For the times they are a-changin’

  Come senators, congressmen

  Please heed the call

  Don’t stand in the doorway

  Don’t block up the hall

  For he that gets hurt

  Will be he who has stalled

  There’s a battle outside and it is ragin’

  It’ll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls

  For the times they are a-changin’

  Come mothers and fathers

  Throughout the land

  And don’t criticize

  What you can’t understand

  Your sons and your daughters

  Are beyond your command

  Your old road is rapidly agin’

  Please get out of the new one if you can’t lend your hand

  For the times they are a-changin’

  The line it is drawn

  The curse it is cast

  The slow one now

  Will later be fast

  As the present now

  Will later be past

  The order is rapidly fadin’

  And the first one now will later be last

  For the times they are a-changin’

  BALLAD OF HOLLIS BROWN

  Hollis Brown

  He lived on the outside of town

  Hollis Brown

  He lived on the outside of town

  With his wife and five children

  And his cabin fallin’ down

  You looked for work and money

  And you walked a rugged mile

  You looked for work and money

 

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