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
