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Hair Like Dylan
03:31
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Hair Like Bob Dylan lyrics
I wish that I had hair just like Bobby Dylan
Maybe then the world would be willing
To listen to my song
We shall overcome
The ones who rule by fear
Leaving for too long our freedoms to be squandering
I have a dream one day truth and justice will prevail
The winds of hope and love will fill each sail
When we let freedom ring
In every song we sing
Together we can bring
A world where all Gods children live in harmony
I wish that I had hair just like Bobby Dylan
Just maybe then you would be willing
To make a stand and sing with me
A brotherhood in symphony
Jangling discords turn to be
A world where all Gods children live in harmony
© 2009-2021 Ron Gallagher
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Ode To Dylan
03:49
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Ode To Dylan lyrics
WAITED TWO WEEKS TO ACCEPT
TOOK HIS TIME, WHAT YOU’D EXPECT
DYLAN NEVER CARED ABOUT SOME PRIZE
PLAYED COACHELLA PUSHIN’ TUNES
TO DESCENDANTS OF THE BABY BOOM
NOT TOO BAD FOR OVER 75
SPEAKIN’ OF GREAT SONGS OF PAST
NOW MUSIC’S FREE BUT IT’S ALL CRAP
CREATIVITY’S A LOSIN’ CAUSE
COME TO THINK, BOB D’S A GOD
ONLY SONGSTER TO GET THE NOD
KINDA MAKES YA STOP, THINK ‘N PAUSE
‘CAUSE DYLAN IS AS DYLAN DOES
WHAT THE MATTER, WHAT THE FUSS
THANK YOU, TAKE THE MONEY, SHUT THE DOOR
GUESS THE NOBEL AIN’T SO NOBLE ANYMORE
USED TO BE WE TOOK TO TASK
TALKING HEADS, QUESTIONED FACTS
SEARCHING FOR A PURE ‘N SIMPLE TRUTH
USED TO BE WE HAD RESPECT
FOR PRESIDENTS THAT WE’D ELECT
NOW THAT LOGIC’S TOTALLY ASKEW
YEAH, POLITICS DWELLS FAR BELOW
VIDEO GAMES AND REALITY SHOWS
BOOKS ‘N VINYL TOSSED INTO THE FIRE
AND NO ONE READS AND NO ONE WRITES
WE DO WHAT TAKES US THROUGH THE NIGHT
‘TIL THE DAY WE DIE OR RETIRE
WHAT WE HAVE IS WHAT WE GET
NO VOTE’S A VOTE, WHAT’D YOU EXPECT
AND PROTESTING WON’T EVEN OUT THE SCORE
‘CAUSE THE GOVERNMENT CAN’T GOVERN ANYMORE
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GLOBAL WARMING, TOXIC WASTE
ENTIRE SPECIES GONE, ERASED
MOTHER NATURE’S BIGGER THAN US ALL
STILL WE FIGHT AND STILL WE BOMB
NOT SURE IF WE’LL BE ‘ROUND FOR LONG
LOVED THE RISE BUT NOW IT’S TIME TO FALL
YES, TIMES THEY ARE A-CHANGIN’ SURE
BUT LET’S NOT FORGET WHO WE WERE
WHEN LOVE AND CARING WERE A WAY OF LIFE
FROM CITIES LARGE TO CREATURES SMALL
LET CHARITY BE OUR FINAL CALL
IF LOVE IS ALL WE NEED, LET’S GET IT RIGHT
NOTHING VENTURED, NOTHING GAINED
CARELESS IS THE HUMAN RACE
FORGETTING WHO WE’RE DOIN’ THIS ALL FOR…
NO HUMANITY’S NOT HUMANE ANYMORE
THE GOVERNMENT CAN’T GOVERN ANYMORE
AND THE NOBEL AIN’T SO NOBLE ANYMORE
Annie Calder
ASCAP
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3. |
Dylan Dreams
04:17
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Dylan Dreams lyrics
A drunken blonde in a costume of a monk
Was the chauffeur for the wolfman who ain’t nothin but a punk
The shoeless undertaker looks at the body like a prize
Wonders how the soul escapes when a fat man dies
What does it mean, what could it be
Could this be the way that Dylan dreams
A one-eyed man passes in flash while a neon whore
Demands I pay in cash
The poor little actress is back in bed
Is what they mean by getting ahead
What does it mean, what could it be
Could this be the way that Dylan dreams
Meanwhile out on Grand Street the gun fighter
Fighting everyone one he meets
The poor dumb soldier climbs upon you spirit
While the savage politicians just don’t want to hear it
What’s it mean, what could it be
Could this be the way that Dylan dreams
What does it mean, what could it be what does it mean
Could this be the way that Dylan dreams
Sheet metal memories of cannery role
A magazine husband who just had to go
Blowin the eye of a hurricane
The well-dressed criminals had someone to blame
What does it mean, what could it be What does it mean
Could this just be the way that Dylan dreams
Short black skirt with assassins eyes
Napoleon in rags getting cut to size
I don’t want to make a mistake
Mister Jinks and Miss Lucy just jumped in a lake
What does it mean, what could it be
Could this be the way that Dylan dreams
What does it mean, what could it be
Could this be the way that Dylan dreams
What does it mean, what could it be
Could this be the way that Dylan dreams
Bruce Dunn
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4. |
Dylan Song
02:45
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Dylan Song lyrics
To the west of the lakes
He was raised,
On the salt mines.
To be the poet of his times
He was praised
By the wounded.
He was the captain of that crew;
By heart the captain Bob they knew.
And every storm he led em’ to,
Another truth he led em’ through.
Always standing tall
With those hard words and all,
Always making small
the greatest ocean.
Heading left down the coast
He would boast
Of the red tide.
A sickness in the mind,
He thought he saw a ghost,
In the twilight.
To him alone the shape did swoon;
To it alone he fixed the tune.
Into his type he poured the gloom
He read in ink of headline doom.
About the motherland,
He gathered in his hand
The stones from the deepest of her oceans.
About the motherland,
He gathered in his hand
The stones from the deepest of her oceans.
May you ride, may you ride,
May the wind forever fill your sail.
May you never catch the whale,
The one you look to find,
In these waters.
And may you follow far the sun,
And may you live for what’s begun.
May you always hear the drum
And recognize what we’ve become.
And may you always stay
As restless in the grave
Ahead of every wave upon the ocean.
And may you always stay
As restless in the grave
Ahead of every wave upon the ocean
Matt Buonincontro
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Don’t Criticise What You Can’t Understand lyrics
Sitting on a barbed wire fence with the wind blowing in I was just Freewheelin while the times were changing
You ain’t going nowhere sang the man with the band
Don’t criticise what you can’t understand
From the storm you gave me shelter, you took away those lies
I could see things clearer without dark eyes
The cross was black and the man was waiting to be hanged
Don’t criticise what you can’t understand
Walking down the highway the river was red with blood
The rain was pouring hard and the road was full of mud
Its not dark yet I cried and she’ll be back where she belongs
Don’t criticise what you can’t understand
I gazed into the future to see what lies beyond
Everything changed after Blonde on Blonde
I’m heading for the Highlands like a wanted man
Don’t criticise what you can’t understand
Caught visions of Joanna she was cold irons bound
She was with little Maggie 4th time around
We trailed to Durango walked every grain of sand
Don’t criticise what you can’t understand
The man on the train a-travellin said his name was Jack
Said his heart was in Mississippi and he don’t look back
He told me he was love sick and death is not the end
Don’t criticise what you can’t understand
I thought of blind Willie in a series of dreams
He had to crawl out my window and played the tambourine
He was only a hobo and walked the Grand Coulie dam
Don’t criticise what you can’t understand
For seven days now you’ve been knocking on my door
What was it you wanted I don’t believe you anymore
You’re a big girl now and Mama you’ve been on my mind
Don’t criticise what you can’t understand
I said farewell Angelina she was a friend of mine
She lived on 4th street most of the time
She wore Spanish boots and the Sad eyed lady sang
Don’t criticise what you can’t understand
I walked with no direction but things have changed
There’s blood on the tracks and buckets of rain
Everything has broken Freedom’s chimes have rang
Don’t criticise what you can’t understand
by Alan Unsworth
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Eternal Bob Dylan
03:23
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Eternal Bob Dylan lyrics
Born in Minnesota
In nineteen forty one
Robert Allen Zimmerman
Known as Bob Dylan
A Gemini affable
For ever young
Music has not been the same
Since you came along
Unruly curls and lazy smile
Looking so forlorn
Your eyes bluer than Robin’s egg
Searching for a song
Cigarette in your mouth
And a guitar in your hand
You fill up the stage alone
You’re a one man band
A poet and an artist
Singer with a harp
Spirit of America’s
Country Blues and Rock
Your music has no boundaries
You fought for many a-cause
Blowing in the wind
To chimes of freedom
You loved Woody Guthrie
Sara and Caroline
Wrote a song for Harrison
Johnny Cash and Joan
Your drawings and paintings
Hang on museum walls
Your 100 million records
Are treasured by your fans
Noble Prize in Literature
T’was a fitting Crown
Grammy and Golden Globe awards
Too many to count
The Never Ending Tour
From nineteen eighty eight
Three thousand sold out concerts
Still going strong
A poet and an artist
Singer with a harp
Spirit of America’s
Country Blues and Rock
Your music has no boundaries
You fought for many a cause
Blowing in the wind
To chimes of freedom
Collur Dhananjay
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7. |
Dylan Rocks
04:43
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Dylan Rocks lyrics
Dylan rocked The Rolling Stones
And he rocked The Beatles too
And writers all around the world
Started wonderin’ what would Dylan do
John Lennon had a dream
And he saw more than girls at seventeen
He went over to his friend Paul
And what came out was Rubber Soul
So who are you to say
Say that Dylan sucks
I tell you people Dylan rocks
Dylan rocks
Mick Jagger asked his partner in rhyme
To write a riff ‘cause he had some lines
He said I’ll finish off the lyrics then
And they will please the American
Chinese people bangin’
Bangin’ on their woks
They know people Dylan rocks
Poet and troubadour
Says it ain’t me you’re lookin’ for
No shelter from the storm
And there is no direction home
The Pope in Rome was sweatin’
Sweatin’ in his socks
He said oh my God Dylan rocks
John Paul in Rome was sweatin’
Sweatin’ in his socks
He said oh my God Dylan rocks
Oh my God Dylan rocks
Oh my God
Dylan rocks
Mox Rinehart Koch
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8. |
Thank You Bob
04:43
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Thank You Bob lyrics
Hey Bob Dylan
I wrote you this song
It’s your sixty-fifth birthday this month
Unless I’m wrong
High time to retire
For most of us
Who see you still rolling down the road
On the N.E.T. bus
Thank you Bob
Thank you Bob
When times were changin’
They were yours
You taught the ones that I looked up to how
To open doors
I’ve never seen you going in and out of style
Love and Theft is Blonde on Blonde is Time
Out of mind
Thank you Bob
Thank you Bob
The Newport Revolution 65
Shocked them up to learn that you were nobody’s child
Each new release deserves this adjective
Predictability is what the Stones
May wanna give
Thank you Bob
Thank you Bob
Mox Rinehart Koch
GEMA 093280
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9. |
Song To Bobby
02:08
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Song To Bobby lyrics
Hey hey Bobby Dylan I wrote you a song
About an ole’ world a world gone wrong
It’s post nine eleven and nothin’s the same
And everyone’s lookin’ for someone to blame
Hey Bobby Dylan I know that you know
Travellin’ hard through the wind and the snow
From New York to London your fame it did spread
A long way from Harry and Suze and Fred
Hey Bobby Dylan you’re a gamblin’ man
Certainly never a flash in the pan
Sometimes you lost but mostly you won
No other man could’ve done more that you done
When it comes time to take your last bow
You can finally wipe the sweat from your brow
After thousands of songs and thousands of shows
The name of Bob Dylan everyone knows
Wrick Wolff
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Too Much Travelling
03:22
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To Bob Dylan – Too Much Travelling lyrics
Tell me where you’re heading
Let me know your goal
We can stay together
Hanging out til dawn
Maybe our paths cross some place
Some point down the road
’cause there’s still too much travelling to go
Like a bird that flies far away from home
Like an old train running
Hear that whistle blow
That cowboy feeling catches me
And I feel like to ride my horse
And I won’t need a map if I get lost
All this kind of nonsense
Everything’s out of place
All what I do is not worth it
If I don’t see you again
And every time I see your face
It’s like stillness in a storm
And it’s like as if there isn’t no one else around
Wish I had the wisdom of a dying and aging tree
Whose leaves are spreading on the hills
Wise enough to know his life has seen
And felt too much
Too much to know everything dies
Tell me what you’re thinking
While we are in this casual stop
We can walk together till it’s time to part
Maybe our paths cross some place, some point down the road
’cause there’s still too much travelling to go
’cause there’s still too much travelling to go.
Old Richard
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Try To Save Someone
05:58
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Try To Save Someone lyrics
You might be the richest man in the world
Or a superstar adored by boys and girls
Might be a Tom working the streets
Might be a cop pounding the beat
You might be a model on the catwalk
Or a politician that knows how to talk
Might be a doctor healing the sick
You might be smart you might be thick
No matter who you are
Why not try to save someone
Why not try to save someone
Might be in Africa
Might be near your home
Why not try to save someone?
It might be someone begging on the street
A baby without water in the burning heat
An orphaned child crying in the dust
Or a tramp searching through the bins for a crust
Why not try to save someone
Why not try to save someone
You know you can’t take it with you when you go
On the grave of the richest man in the cemetery weeds will grow
Do good deeds with your time that remains
Help loosen the shackles of those in chains
Why not try to save someone
Why not try to save someone
You can turn away and pretend you don’t see
Those suffering every day in poverty
You’re alright Jack you’re living well
Forget about them living in their daily hell
Why not try to save someone
Why not try to save someone
They say you’re the richest country on earth
Who knows what you’re really worth
You got wealth and money to burn
What does it cost to do a good turn
Do a good deed it’ll make you feel good
To know that you’ve helped someone like you know you should
It’s so easy to take and not to give
What means more than to help someone to live
Why not try to save someone
Why not try to save someone
You might call me naive with simple ideas
But I’ve seen so much suffering through the years
Life is precious life is unique
Whether strong and rich or poor and weak
No matter who you are
Why not try to save someone
Why not try to save someone
Might be in Africa
Might be near your home
Why not try to save someone?
Why not try to save someone
Why not try to save someone
Might be in Africa
Might be near your home
Why not try to save someone?
Music composed and performed by Paul Odiase BMI No. 1252265 (Switzerland)
Song lyrics by Paul Robert Thomas PRS No. 497904008 (London)
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Bobby Can You Spare A Dime lyrics
Visions of Johanna in Key West
Going down to the party like the rest
We’re all going down to count Bobby’s cash
All going to his 300 million dollar bash!
Bobby can you spare a dime?
Bobby can you spare a dime?
You got all that money in the bank
I ain’t got no gas in my tank
Bobby can you spare a dime?
Don’t give me that silent dirty stare
You said ‘Money doesn’t talk, it swears’!
We’re all headed towards our doom
Don’t need a gold covered tomb
Bobby can you spare a dime?
Was it all about the money?
Was it all about the cash?
Who you invited to your 300 million dollar bash?
Will Sarah, Mary or Hazel be the star guest?
Is Paradise really to be found at Key West?
Bobby can you spare a dime?
Bobby, were you having us all on?
Was it all one gigantic Con?
Some thought you were the rising sun
The Clean Cut Kid, Born To Run
Bobby can you spare a dime?
A.J. said a lot, maybe he was right
Remember in the alley you had that fight?
You sure did trash him alright
Then he disappeared outta sight
Bobby can you spare a dime?
From the same tribe, are we still brothers?
At one time we followed the same Mother
Bobby can you spare a dime?
Bobby can you spare a dime?
No-one compared to you in your prime
I ain’t-a-saying you didn’t walk the line
At one time you were the sign of the times
And I know suck cess is not a crime
So Bobby can you spare a dime?
We bought your Product and we made you rich
You threw us under a train, into the ditch
Did you sell your soul to the devil or God, which?
You went through hard times but now your rich
So Bobby can you spare a dime?
At the Bash, the one-eyed-midget shouts ‘Golden Cow’
Come on let me milk you now’!
As you take the stage in your chinese suit and you bow
As the paying crowd scream, ‘We want you, we want you – sing out now’!
You know Paul never preached, never stole
He gained our hearts, not our souls
It’s easy for you to deny your role
At the end of the line, one of us must know
Bobby can you spare a dime?
Well, your empty purse was full of rhymes
Now there’s no room for nickels and dimes
Your fancy lawyers they guard you well
How will you be remembered, time will tell?
The world it still burns
And He hasn’t returned
Soon you too will be gone
So before you too pass on
Bobby spare us a dime
Bobby spare us a dime
You got all that money in the bank
And we got no gas in our tank
Bobby spare us a dime
Music composed and performed by Paul Odiase BMI No. 1252265 (Switzerland)
Song lyrics by Paul Robert Thomas PRS No. 497904008 (London)
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Our Prodigal Son
04:37
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Our Prodigal Son (radio mix) lyrics
Robert and Bobby were the best of twins
They were in the game till the end to win
They both loved Rock, Folk and old time Blues
Was sometimes a Christian, sometimes tangled up as a Jew
They tried to hide their roots and their past
Said they’d joined a circus to get away fast
But they couldn’t hide from where they came
From up in the midwest iron ore range
You might think they’re two, but they’re one
Both rolled up as the Prodigal Son
After the crash when he’d gotten clean
He seemed tranquil and no longer mean
He hid from the rat race turning wheel
And no longer asked ‘How does it feel’?
At Woodstock it was a no show
You said ‘Not me, no, no, no’
The hippies scene was dead and well done
It wasn’t for you, our Prodigal Son
The years went by and you stayed away
You’d pop up here and there sometimes to play
They said you were finished, said you were gone
You knew you just had to keep on keeping on
Like the wild rover looking for divine love
You said you put all your faith in Christ above
When that phase was over and was done
You returned to us, our Prodigal Son
You’ve lived fast and without remorse
Driven on by a rumbling force
Money came and money went
Can it compensate for your torment?
You seen so many friends pass on
They were here yesterday, now they’re gone
You say ‘We’re only passing through’
Well that’s the Prodigal Son’s point of view
You taught me to just believe my eyes
You said this world is a whirlpool of lies
The lions of Judah will all roar
When you’re knocking on heaven’s door
We’ll be sad and lonesome when you’re gone
You’ll return to your heavenly home, our Prodigal Son
I’ll remember you when you’re gone
And flown up towards the Sun
All that will remain will be your song
I’d say ‘I was proud to know you, our Prodigal Son’!
Music composed and performed by Paul Odiase BMI No. 1252265 (Switzerland)
Song lyrics by Paul Robert Thomas PRS No. 497904008 (London)
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