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Bob Dylan
Bringing It All Back Home
Columbia Records
CK 9128
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1. Subterranean Homesick Blues (2:21)
2. She Belongs To Me (2:47)
3. Maggie's Farm (3:54)
4. Love Minus Zero / No Limit (2:51)
5. Outlaw Blues (3:05)
6. On The Road Again (2:35)
7. Bob Dylan's 115th Dream (6:30)
8. Mr. Tambourine Man (5:30)
9. Gates Of Eden (5:40)
10. It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding) (7:29)
11. It's All Over Now, Baby Blue (4:12)
Produced by Tom Wilson
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By Bob Dylan
i'm standing there watching the parade/ feeling combination of sleepy john estes. jayne mansfield. humphrey bogart / mortimer snurd. murph the surf and so forth/ erotic hitchhiker wearing japanese blanket. gets my attention by asking didn't he see me at this hootenanny down in puerto Vallarta, mexico / i say no you must be mistaken. i happen to be one of the Supremes / then he rips off his blanket an suddenly becomes a middle-aged druggist. up for district attorney. he starts screaming at me you're the one. you're the one
that's been causing all them riots over in vietnam. immediately turns t a bunch of people an says if elected, he'll have me electrocuted publicly on the next fourth of july. i look around an all these people he's talking to are carrying blowtorches / needless t say, i split fast go back t the nice quiet country. am standing there writing WHAAAT? on my favorite wall when who should pass by in a jet plane but my recording engineer “i'm here t pick up you and your latest works of art. do you need any help with anything?"
(pause)
my songs're written with the kettledrum in mind / a touch of any anxious color. unmentionable. obvious. an people perhaps like a soft brazilian singer … i have
given up at making any attempt at perfection / the fact that the white house is filled with leaders that've never been t the apollo theater amazes me. why allen ginsberg was not chosen t read poetry at the inauguration boggles my mind / if someone thinks norman mailer is more important than hank williams, that's fine. i have no arguments an i never drink milk. i would rather model harmonica holders than discuss aztec anthropology / english literature. or history of the united nations. i accept chaos. i am not sure whether
it accepts me. i know there're some people terrified of the bomb. but there are other people terrified t be seen carrying a modern screen magazine. experience teaches that silence terrifies people the most ... i am convinced that all souls have some superior t deal with / like the school system, an invisible circle of which no one can think without consulting someone / in the face of this, responsibility / security. success mean absolutely nothing ... i would not want t be bach. mozart. tolstoy. joe hill. gertrude stein or james dean / they are all dead. the Great books've been written. the Great sayings have all been said / I am about t sketch You a picture of what goes on around here sometimes. tho I don't understand too well myself what's really happening. i do know that we're all gonna die someday an that no death has ever stopped the world. my poems are written in a rhythm of unpoetic distortion/ divided by pierced ears. false eyelashes / subtracted by people constantly torturing each other. with a melodic purring line of descriptive hollowness – seen at times thru dark sunglasses an other forms of psychic explosion. a song is anything that can walk by itself / i am called a songwriter. a poem is a naked person … some people say that i am a poet
(end of pause)
an so i answer my recording engineer "yes. well i could use some help in getting this wall in the plane"
© 1965 by Bob Dylan. All Rights Reserved
Bob Dylan
Bringing It All Back Home
Columbia Records
CK 9128
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1. Subterranean Homesick Blues (2:21)
2. She Belongs To Me (2:47)
3. Maggie's Farm (3:54)
4. Love Minus Zero / No Limit (2:51)
5. Outlaw Blues (3:05)
6. On The Road Again (2:35)
7. Bob Dylan's 115th Dream (6:30)
8. Mr. Tambourine Man (5:30)
9. Gates Of Eden (5:40)
10. It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding) (7:29)
11. It's All Over Now, Baby Blue (4:12)
Produced by Tom Wilson
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By Bob Dylan
i'm standing there watching the parade/ feeling combination of sleepy john estes. jayne mansfield. humphrey bogart / mortimer snurd. murph the surf and so forth/ erotic hitchhiker wearing japanese blanket. gets my attention by asking didn't he see me at this hootenanny down in puerto Vallarta, mexico / i say no you must be mistaken. i happen to be one of the Supremes / then he rips off his blanket an suddenly becomes a middle-aged druggist. up for district attorney. he starts screaming at me you're the one. you're the one
that's been causing all them riots over in vietnam. immediately turns t a bunch of people an says if elected, he'll have me electrocuted publicly on the next fourth of july. i look around an all these people he's talking to are carrying blowtorches / needless t say, i split fast go back t the nice quiet country. am standing there writing WHAAAT? on my favorite wall when who should pass by in a jet plane but my recording engineer “i'm here t pick up you and your latest works of art. do you need any help with anything?"
(pause)
my songs're written with the kettledrum in mind / a touch of any anxious color. unmentionable. obvious. an people perhaps like a soft brazilian singer … i have
given up at making any attempt at perfection / the fact that the white house is filled with leaders that've never been t the apollo theater amazes me. why allen ginsberg was not chosen t read poetry at the inauguration boggles my mind / if someone thinks norman mailer is more important than hank williams, that's fine. i have no arguments an i never drink milk. i would rather model harmonica holders than discuss aztec anthropology / english literature. or history of the united nations. i accept chaos. i am not sure whether
it accepts me. i know there're some people terrified of the bomb. but there are other people terrified t be seen carrying a modern screen magazine. experience teaches that silence terrifies people the most ... i am convinced that all souls have some superior t deal with / like the school system, an invisible circle of which no one can think without consulting someone / in the face of this, responsibility / security. success mean absolutely nothing ... i would not want t be bach. mozart. tolstoy. joe hill. gertrude stein or james dean / they are all dead. the Great books've been written. the Great sayings have all been said / I am about t sketch You a picture of what goes on around here sometimes. tho I don't understand too well myself what's really happening. i do know that we're all gonna die someday an that no death has ever stopped the world. my poems are written in a rhythm of unpoetic distortion/ divided by pierced ears. false eyelashes / subtracted by people constantly torturing each other. with a melodic purring line of descriptive hollowness – seen at times thru dark sunglasses an other forms of psychic explosion. a song is anything that can walk by itself / i am called a songwriter. a poem is a naked person … some people say that i am a poet
(end of pause)
an so i answer my recording engineer "yes. well i could use some help in getting this wall in the plane"
© 1965 by Bob Dylan. All Rights Reserved
