Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll Bob Dylan

William Zantzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.

THE LONESOME DEATH OF HATTIE CARROLL Bob Dylan

THE LONESOME DEATH OF HATTIE CARROLL William Zantzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.

Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll (Album Version) Bob Dylan

William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.

The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll (Live at Boston Music Hall, Boston, MA - November 21, 1975 - Evening) Bob Dylan

William Zantzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.

The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll Judy Collins

William Zantzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin' And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him

Lonesome Day Blues Bob Dylan

Well, today has been a sad and lonesome day Yeah, today has been a sad and lonesome day I'm just sitting here thinking with my mind a million miles away Well, they're doing the double shuffle,

You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go Bob Dylan

Been shooting in the dark too long When somethin's not right it's wrong Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go.

ROCKS AND GRAVEL Bob Dylan

Well I just wanna ask you, If you seen that gal of mine, Don't the clouds look lonesome shining across the sea, Don't the clouds look lonesome shining across the sea, Don't my gal look good, When

DEATH IS NOT THE END Bob Dylan

DEATH IS NOT THE END When you're sad and when you're lonely and you haven't got a friend Just remember that death is not the end And all that you've held sacred, falls down and does not mend Just

POLITICAL WORLD Bob Dylan

We live in a political world Where mercy walks the plank, Life is in mirrors, death disappears Up the steps into the nearest bank.

BOOTS OF SPANISH LEATHER Bob Dylan

BOOTS OF SPANISH LEATHER Oh, I'm sailin' away my own true love, I'm sailin' away in the morning. Is there something I can send you from across the sea, From the place that I'll be landing?

I AM A LONESOME HOBO Bob Dylan

I AM A LONESOME HOBO I am a lonesome hobo Without family or friends, Where another man's life might begin, That's exactly where mine ends.

Pretty Saro (Unreleased, Self Portrait) Bob Dylan

Down in some lone valley In a sad lonesome place Where the wild birds do all Their notes to increase Farewell pretty Saro I bid you Adieu But I dream of pretty Saro Wherever I go Well my love she

Death Is Not The End Bob Dylan

in the sky Your back is straight your hair is smooth On the pillow where you lie But I don't sense affection No gratitude or love Your loyalty is not to me But to the stars above One more cup of

THE DEATH OF EMMETT TILL Bob Dylan

THE DEATH OF EMMETT TILL "Twas down in Mississippi no so long ago, When a young boy from Chicago town stepped through a Southern door.

TOMORROW IS A LONG TIME Bob Dylan

If tomorrow wasn't such a long time then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all. Chorus: Yes' 'n' only if my own true love was waiting; if I could hear her heart softly pounding.

Masters Of War (Live Ver.) Bob Dylan

Come, you masters of war You that build the big guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just-a want you to know I can see

MASTERS OF WAR Bob Dylan

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

Sitting On Top Of The World Bob Dylan

Lord, I'm sittin' on top of the world. 2. Was in the spring, One summer's day. Just when she left me, She gone to stay. Now she's gone. An' I don't worry.

Sittin' On Top Of The World Bob Dylan

Lord, I'm sittin' on top of the world. 2. Was in the spring, One summer's day. Just when she left me, She gone to stay. Now she's gone. An' I don't worry.

Ain`t Talkin` Bob Dylan

in the mystic garden The wounded flowers were dangling from the vine I was passing by yon cool crystal fountain Someone hit me from behind Ain't talkin' just walkin' Through this weary world of

Ain't Talkin' Bob Dylan

tonight in the mystic garden The wounded flowers were dangling from the vine I was passing by yon cool crystal fountain Someone hit me from behind Ain't talkin' just walkin' Through this weary world of

Bob Dylan Nine Days

Bob Dylan Bobby's in the basement making his movie, He paints a little picture but not to be cheesy.

Bob Dylan Nine Days

Lacerations of my heart. Dropped down in peices in the dark. Mixed the words up on this page. Makes the purple turn to beige. Inspriation of my heart search for light out of the dark.

HERO BLUES Bob Dylan

She got movies inside her head She wants me to walk out running She wants me to crawl back dead You need a different kinda man, babe One that can grab and hold your heart Need a different kind of

A Satisfied Mind Bob Dylan

Once I was winning in fortune and fame; Everything that I dreamed of to get a start in lifes game. But suddenly it happened, I lost every dime, But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind.

The Boxer Bob Dylan

I'm just a poor boy Though my story's seldom told I have squadered my resistance For a pocketful of numbles Such are promises, all lies and jest Still a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the

SAVING GRACE Bob Dylan

Guess I owe You some kind of apology. I've escaped death so many times, I know I'm only living By the saving grace that's over me.

Mixed-Up Confusion (Single Version) Bob Dylan

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

Masters Of War (Eddie Vedder/Mike Mccready) Bob Dylan

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

Tomorrow Is a Long Time (Live at Town Hall, New York, NY - April 1963) Bob Dylan

If today was not a crooked highway If tonight was not a crooked trail If tomorrow wasn't such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin' If

Talking World War III Blues Bob Dylan

One time ago a crazy dream came to me I dreamt I was walking to World War Three I went to the doctor the very next day To see what kind of words he could say He said it was a bad dream "I wouldn’t worry

Gotta Travel On Bob Dylan

There's a lonesome freight at 6.08 coming through the town I'll be homward bound, I'll be homeward bound There's a lonesome freight at 6.08 coming through the town And I feel like I just want to travel

TWO SOLDIERS Bob Dylan

Straight was the track to the top of the hill, The rebels they shot and shelled, Plowed furrows of death through the toiling ranks, And guarded them as they fell.

Talkin` World War III Blues Bob Dylan

Well, I got up and walked around And up and down the lonesome town. I stood a-wondering which way to go, I lit a cigarette on a parking meter And walked on down the road. It was a normal day.

Tlking World War 3 Blues Bob Dylan

Well, I got up and walked around And up and down the lonesome town. I stood a-wondering which way to go, I lit a cigarette on a parking meter And walked on down the road. It was a normal day.

Talkin' World War III Blues Bob Dylan

Well, I got up and walked around And up and down the lonesome town. I stood a-wondering which way to go, I lit a cigarette on a parking meter And walked on down the road. It was a normal day.

TOUGH MAMA Bob Dylan

Sweet Goddess Born of a blinding light and a changing wind, Now, don't be modest, you know who you are and where you've been. Jack the Cowboy went up north He's buried in your past.

Don't Think Twice; It's All Right Bob Dylan

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

Don't Think Twice, It's All Right (Eric Clapton) Bob Dylan

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

GATES OF EDEN Bob Dylan

GATES OF EDEN Of war and peace the truth just twists Its curfew gull just glides Upon four-legged forest clouds The cowboy angel rides With his candle lit into the sun Though its glow is waxed

DIAMOND JOE Bob Dylan

He never took much trouble With the process of the law. I hired out to Diamond Joe, boys, Did offer him my hand. He gave a string of horses So old they could not stand.

Don`t Think Twice, It`s All Right Bob Dylan

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

CHIMES OF FREEDOM Bob Dylan

CHIMES OF FREEDOM Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds Seeming to be the

This Dream Of You Bob Dylan

How long can I stay In this nowhere cafe ‘fore night turns into day I wonder why I’m so frightened of dawn All I have and all I know Is this dream of you which keeps me living on There’s a moment

Chimes Of Freedom (Live Ver.) Bob Dylan

Far between sundown’s finish an’ midnight’s broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing

SOMETHING THERE IS ABOUT YOU Bob Dylan

Or is it because you remind me of something that used to be Somethin' that crossed over from another century?

I DREAMED I SAW ST. AUGUSTINE Bob Dylan

Augustine, Alive as you or me, Tearing through these quarters In the utmost misery, With a blanket underneath his arm And a coat of solid gold, Searching for the very souls Whom already have been

I WANT YOU Bob Dylan

I WANT YOU The guilty undertaker sighs, The lonesome organ grinder cries, The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.

ONE MORE NIGHT Bob Dylan

ONE MORE NIGHT One more night, the stars are in sight But tonight I'm as lonesome as can be.