vendredi 7 juin 2013
fifty years before: dylan 1963
well it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe/even if you don't know by now/an' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe/it don't matter anyhow/ babe/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/but don't think twice, it's all right/an' 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 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/where I'm bound, i can't tell/but goodbye's too good a word, gal/so i'll just say fare thee well/ iain'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
i can hear the turning of the key/i’ve been deceived by the clown inside of me/ i thought that he was righteous but he’s vain/ oh, something’s a-telling me/ i wear the ball and chain/ my patron saint is a-fighting with a ghost/ he’s always off somewhere when I need him most/ the spanish moon is rising on the hill/ but my heart is a-tellin’ me/ i love ya still/ i come back to the town from the flaming moon/ i see you in the streets, i begin to swoon/ i love to see you dress before the mirror/ won’t you let me in your room one time ’fore I finally disappear? everybody’s wearing a disguise/ to hide what they’ve got left behind their eyes/ but me, i can’t cover what I am/ wherever the children go, i’ll follow them/ i march in the parade of liberty/ but as long as i love you i’m not free/ how long must i suffer such abuse/ won’t you let me see you smile one time before I turn you loose?/ i’ve given up the game, i’ve got to leave/ the pot of gold is only make-believe/ the treasure can’t be found by men who search/ whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the church/ we sat in an empty theater and we kissed I asked ya please to cross me off-a your list/ my head tells me it’s time to make a change/ but my heart is telling me I love ya but you’re strange/ one more time at midnight, near the wall/ take off your heavy makeup and your shawl/ won’t you descend from the throne, from where you sit?/ let me feel your love one more time before I abandon it ...
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dylan sings leonard cohen (1987)
leonard: about three, four years i think ... and what about you, bob, how long did it take you to write SAD EYED LADY OF THE LOWLANDS? .......
bob: huh, two , three hours i guess ...
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lundi 3 juin 2013
bailes bros 1943/better than louvin brothers?
.... .... .... .... ..... ..... .... the year i was born, the bailes brothers would record THAT .... very close to the sound the everly bros would try to reach fifteen years after ..(their version was recorded in 1958).
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