#Bob Dylan lyrics

[wildatheartkinsey]

for she once was a true love of mine

[nothinghatesyou-xoxo]

Wallflower , Bob Dylan -studio outtake 1971-

[crawlingtowardthatdeathchamber]

" It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe If you don't know by now And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe It'll never do somehow "

Don't Think Twice, It's Alright , Bob Dylan

[youcantgoback]

[taratarotgreene]

Battle's on, Mars, Chiron, Sun, Pluto and more

Tensions are higher with Mars square Chiron Sun opposing Chiron and Sun square Mars forming a Cardinal T-square with Pluto at critical Capricorn degree over the next 2 weeks.

Hurricane Song 1976 painting Napoleon Broussueau October 13/14. The war drums are getting louder Mars in Cancer, at 21° Cancer, squares, a hard aspect, to the drowning warrior, passive aggressive,and angry women energy squares the Libra Sun exactly at 21 degrees LIBRA. The SUN simultaneously opposes Chiron the Wounded Healer Retrograde at 21° ARIES on the 13/14. This is very tense and everyone…

[demac9]

Bob Dylan - Lay Down Your Weary Tune (Lyrics on Screen)

[patrick47]

Greetings Bob

It’s your birthday. Eighty-two years ago Hibbing’s population grew by one. The one birth when a boy who grew up with a soul and a talent of a Byron, Rimbaud, Shakespeare, hobo, drifter, prankster, patriot, rebel and more, all with the soul of a true poet. Your songs are sung not for the masses, not for everyone…but only to the one pair of ears that are hearing your words. You wrote for him, for…

[picspammer]

Happy Desolation Row anniversary, released on this day in 2009 ⚡

[bobdylan-n-jonimitchell]

“Speaking to some french girl, who says she knows me well”

Bob Dylan & Françoise Hardy, 1966.

[wildatheartkinsey]

mama put my guns in the ground. i can’t shoot them anymore.

[1976desire]

bob dylan (first printing, second edition) lyrics 1962-1985 signed copy to george harrison, 1986. reads: "to george ; you're great and always will be!- best wishes ; bob dylan ; 3/'86"

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[fortheturnstiles]

in honor of 40 years of Bruce Springsteen’s classic album Born in the U.S.A., here’s Bob Dylan covering the hit lead single ‘Dancing in the Dark,’ live in 1990

[coolchickblog]

“𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧“🖤✨☕️💋

𝐀 𝐁𝐨𝐛 𝐃𝐲𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞

[saltlickmp3]

people will post the most raggedy pictures of bob dylan where he looks malnourished unwashed and exhausted and as frail a crumpled piece of paper eyebags the size of minnesota and people will tag it with #<333 she's so beautiful #my specialest old man #so yuri pilled

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Photo of Bob Dylan and Sara Lownds, Woodstock, NY, by Daniel Kramer(1965)

(Not Dark Yet)

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With your mercury mouth In the missionary times And your eyes like smoke And your prayers like rhymes And your silver cross, And your voice like chimes Oh, who do they think could bury you?

With your pockets well Protected at last And your streetcar visions Which you place on the grass And your flesh like silk, And your face like glass Who could they get to carry you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands Where the sad-eyed prophet Says that no man comes My warehouse eyes, My Arabian drums Should I put them by your gate Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheets like metal And your belt like lace And your deck of cards Missing the jack and the ace And your basement clothes And your hollow face Who among them can think he could outguess you?

With your silhouette When the sunlight dims Into your eyes Where the moonlight swims And your match-book songs And your gypsy hymns Who among them would try to impress you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands Where the sad-eyed prophets Say that no man comes My warehouse eyes, My Arabian drums Should I put them by your gate Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

The kings of Tyrus With their convict list Are waiting in line For their geranium kiss And you wouldn't know It would happen like this But who among them really wants just to kiss you?

With your childhood flames On your midnight rug And your Spanish manners, And your mother's drugs And your cowboy mouth And your curfew plugs Who among them do you think could resist you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands Where the sad-eyed prophets Say that no man comes My warehouse eyes, My Arabian drums Should I leave them by your gate Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

Oh, the farmers and the businessmen They all did decide To show you where the dead angels Are that they used to hide But why did they pick you To sympathize with their side? How could they ever mistake you?

They wished you'd accepted The blame for the farm But with the sea at your feet And the phony false alarm And with the child of the hoodlum Wrapped up in your arms How could they ever have persuaded you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands Where the sad-eyed prophets Say that no man comes My warehouse eyes, My Arabian drums Should I leave them by your gate Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheet-metal memory Of Cannery Row And your magazine husband Who one day just had to go And your gentleness now, Which you just can't help but show Who among them do you think would employ you?

Now you stand with your thief, You're on his parole With your holy medallion And your fingertips now that fold And your saintlike face And your ghostlike soul Who among them could ever think it could destroy you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands Where the sad-eyed prophets Say that no man comes My warehouse eyes, My Arabian drums Should I leave them by your gate Or, sad-eyed lady, Should I wait?”

[tweeterwilbury]

Remember when bob dylan wrote "let me hear you" and "let me see you" after george harrison asked him to write some words for a song, after years of george's songs not going into the beatles records? And when george wrote "the love you're blessed with, this world is waiting for" about bob when bob was scared of going back on doing concerts?