BOB DYLAN - Old Man

Old Man

Neil Young

Old man look at my life,

I'm a lot like you were.

Old man look at my life,

I'm a lot like you were.

Old man look at my life,

Twenty four

and there's so much more

Live alone in a paradise

That makes me think of two.

Love lost, such a cost,

Give me things

that don't get lost.

Like a coin that won't get tossed

Rolling home to you.

Old man take a look at my life

I'm a lot like you

I need someone to love me

the whole day through

Ah, one look in my eyes

and you can tell that's true.

Lullabies, look in your eyes,

Run around the same old town.

Doesn't mean that much to me

To mean that much to you.

I've been first and last

Look at how the time goes past.

But I'm all alone at last.

Rolling home to you.

Old man take a look at my life

I'm a lot like you

I need someone to love me

the whole day through

Ah, one look in my eyes

and you can tell that's true.

Old man look at my life,

I'm a lot like you were.

Old man look at my life,

I'm a lot like you were.

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Bob Dylan, Joan Baez, Paul Simon - Sound of silence

Bob Dylan, Joan Baez, Paul Simon - Sound of silence
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Hello darkness, my old friend,

I've come to talk with you again,

Because a vision softly creeping,

Left its seeds while I was sleeping,

And the vision that was planted in my brain

Still remains

Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone

Narrow streets of cobblestone,

'Neath the halo of a street lamp,

I turned my collar to the cold and damp

When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light

That split the night

And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw

Ten thousand people, maybe more.

People talking without speaking,

People hearing without listening,

People writing songs that voices never share

And no one dared

Disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools" said I, "You do not know"

Silence like a cancer grows.

Hear my words that I might teach you,

Take my arms that I might reach you."

But my words like silent raindrops fell,

And echoed

In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed

To the neon god they made.

And the sign flashed out its warning,

In the words that it was forming.

And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls

And tenement halls."

And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.

Bob Dylan - Renato Russo - If You See Her Say Hello

Bob Dylan - If You See Her Say Hello

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If You See Her, Say Hello

If you see her, say hello, she might be in Tangier

She left here last early spring, is livin' there, I hear

Say for me that I'm all right though things get kind of slow

She might think that I've forgotten her, don't tell her it isn't so.

We had a falling-out, like lovers often will

And to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chill

And though our separation, it pierced me to the heart

She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.

If you get close to her, kiss her once for me

I always have respected her for busting out and gettin' free

Oh, whatever makes her happy, I won't stand in the way

Though the bitter taste still lingers on from the night I tried to make her stay.

I see a lot of people as I make the rounds

And I hear her name here and there as I go from town to town

And I've never gotten used to it, I've just learned to turn it off

Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.

Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past

I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast

If she's passin' back this way, I'm not that hard to find

Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.

Renato Russo - Bob Dylan - If You See Her, Say Hello

Bob Dylan - If You See Her, Say Hello

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If you see her, say hello, she might be in Tangier

She left here last early spring, is livin' there, I hear

Say for me that I'm all right though things get kind of slow

She might think that I've forgotten her, don't tell her it isn't so.

We had a falling-out, like lovers often will

And to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chill

And though our separation, it pierced me to the heart

She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.

If you get close to her, kiss her once for me

I always have respected her for busting out and gettin' free

Oh, whatever makes her happy, I won't stand in the way

Though the bitter taste still lingers on from the night I tried to make her stay.

I see a lot of people as I make the rounds

And I hear her name here and there as I go from town to town

And I've never gotten used to it, I've just learned to turn it off

Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.

Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past

I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast

If she's passin' back this way, I'm not that hard to find

Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.

It's all over now baby blue - Bob Dylan

It's all over now baby blue

You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last.

But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast.

Yonder stands your orphan with his gun,

Crying like a fire in the sun.

Look out the saints are comin' through

And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.

Take what you have gathered from coincidence.

The empty-handed painter from your streets

Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.

This sky, too, is folding under you

And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.

All your reindeer armies, are all going home.

The lover who just walked out your door

Has taken all his blankets from the floor.

The carpet, too, is moving under you

And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.

Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.

The vagabond who's rapping at your door

Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.

Strike another match, go start anew

And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

I Want You - Bob Dylan

I Want You - Bob Dylan


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Guilty undertaker sighs

The lonesome organ grinder cries

Silver saxophone say I

I should refuse you

Cracked bells and washed out horns

Blow into my face with scorn

It's not that way

I wasn't born to lose you

I want you

I want you

I want you

So bad

Honey, I want you

Drunken politician leaps

Under the streets where mothers weep

Saviours lying fast asleep

They wait for you

And I wait for them to interrupt me

Drinking from my broken cup

And ask for me

To open up the gate for you

I want you

I want you

I want you

So bad

Honey, I want you

All my fathers, they've gone down

True love, they live without it

And all their daughters, they still put me down

Because I don't think about it

I returned to the Queen of Spades

Talked with my chambermaid

She knows that I'm not afraid to look at her

She's good to me

There's nothing she doesn't see

She knows where I would rather be

But that doesn't matter

I want you

I want you

I want you

So bad

Honey, I want you

Dancing child with his shiny suit

He spoke to me, I took his flute

No, I wasn't that cute to him

Was I?

I did it all because

He lied

Because he took you for a ride

Because time was on his side

Because I want you

I want you

I want you

So bad

Honey, I want you

Bob Dylan - It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)

It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)

Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child’s balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying
Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fool’s gold mouthpiece the hollow horn
Plays wasted words, proves to warn
That he not busy being born is busy dying
Temptation’s page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover that you’d just be one more
Person crying
So don’t fear if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It’s alright, Ma, I’m only sighing
As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don’t hate nothing at all
Except hatred
Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Make everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It’s easy to see without looking too far
That not much is really sacred
While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have to stand naked
An’ though the rules of the road have been lodged
It’s only people’s games that you got to dodge
And it’s alright, Ma, I can make it
Advertising signs they con
You into thinking you’re the one
That can do what’s never been done
That can win what’s never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you
You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks they really found you
A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit
To satisfy, insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not forget
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to
Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to
For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something they invest in
While some on principles baptized
To strict party platform ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God bless him
While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society’s pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he’s in
But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it’s alright, Ma, if I can’t please him
Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn’t talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony
While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer’s pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death’s honesty
Won’t fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes must get lonely
My eyes collide head-on with stuffed
Graveyards, false gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough, what else can you show me?
And if my thought-dreams could be seen
They’d probably put my head in a guillotine
But it’s alright, Ma, it’s life, and life only
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