Lyrics:1962-2012
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Lyrics:1962-2012

Bob Dylan

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Bob Dylan

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WINNER OF THE NOBEL PRIZE IN LITERATURE A beautiful, comprehensive volume of Dylan's lyrics, from the beginning of his career through the present dayā€”with the songwriter's edits to dozens of songs, appearing here for the first time. Bob Dylan is one of the most important songwriters of our time, responsible for modern classics such as "Like a Rolling Stone, " "Mr. Tambourine Man, " and "The Times They Are a-Changin'." The Lyrics is a comprehensive and definitive collection of Dylan's most recent writing as well as the early works that are such an essential part of the canon. Well known for changing the lyrics to even his best-loved songs, Dylan has edited dozens of songs for this volume, making The Lyrics a must-read for everyone from fanatics to casual fans.

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Year
2013
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9780743246293
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Talking New York

Ramblinā€™ outa the wild West
Leavinā€™ the towns I love the best
Thought Iā€™d seen some ups and downs
ā€™Til I come into New York town
People goinā€™ down to the ground
Buildings goinā€™ up to the sky
Wintertime in New York town
The wind blowinā€™ snow around
Walk around with nowhere to go
Somebody could freeze right to the bone
I froze right to the bone
New York Times said it was the coldest winter in seventeen years
I didnā€™t feel so cold then
I swung onto my old guitar
Grabbed hold of a subway car
And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride
I landed up on the downtown side
Greenwich Village
I walked down there and ended up
In one of them coffee-houses on the block
Got on the stage to sing and play
Man there said, ā€œCome back some other day
You sound like a hillbilly
We want folk singers hereā€
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play
Blowinā€™ my lungs out for a dollar a day
I blowed inside out and upside down
The man there said he loved mā€™ sound
He was ravinā€™ about how he loved mā€™ sound
Dollar a dayā€™s worth
And after weeks and weeks of hanginā€™ around
I finally got a job in New York town
In a bigger place, bigger money too
Even joined the union and paid mā€™ dues
Now, a very great man once said
That some people rob you with a fountain pen
It didnā€™t take too long to find out
Just what he was talkinā€™ about
A lot of people donā€™t have much food on their table
But they got a lot of forks ā€™nā€™ knives
And they gotta cut somethinā€™
So one morninā€™ when the sun was warm
I rambled out of New York town
Pulled my cap down over my eyes
And headed out for the western skies
So long, New York
Howdy, East Orange

Song to Woody

Iā€™m out here a thousand miles from my home
Walkinā€™ a road other men have gone down
Iā€™m seeinā€™ your world of people and things
Your paupers and peasants and princes and kings
Hey, hey, Woody Guthrie, I wrote you a song
ā€™Bout a funny olā€™ world thatā€™s a-cominā€™ along
Seems sick anā€™ itā€™s hungry, itā€™s tired anā€™ itā€™s torn
It looks like itā€™s a-dyinā€™ anā€™ itā€™s hardly been born
Hey, Woody Guthrie, but I know that you know
All the things that Iā€™m a-sayinā€™ anā€™ a-many times more
Iā€™m a-singinā€™ you the song, but I canā€™t sing enough
ā€™Cause thereā€™s not many men that done the things that youā€™ve done
Hereā€™s to Cisco anā€™ Sonny anā€™ Leadbelly too
Anā€™ to all the good people that traveled with you
Hereā€™s to the hearts and the hands of the men
That come with the dust and are gone with the wind
Iā€™m a-leavinā€™ tomorrow, but I could leave today
Somewhere down the road someday
The very last thing that Iā€™d want to do
Is to say Iā€™ve been hittinā€™ some hard travelinā€™ too

Hard Times in New York Town

Come you ladies and you gentlemen, a-listen to my song
Sing it to you right, but you might think itā€™s wrong
Just a little glimpse of a story Iā€™ll tell
ā€™Bout an East Coast city that you all know well
Itā€™s hard times in the city
Livinā€™ down in New York town
Old New York City is a friendly old town
From Washington Heights to Harlem on down
Thereā€™s a-mighty many people all millinā€™ all around
Theyā€™ll kick you when youā€™re up and knock you when youā€™re down
Itā€™s hard times in the city
Livinā€™ down in New York town
Itā€™s a mighty long ways from the Golden Gate
To Rockefeller Plaza ā€™nā€™ the Empire State
Mister Rockefeller sets up as high as a bird
Old Mister Empire never says a word
Itā€™s hard times from the country
Livinā€™ down in New York town
Well, itā€™s up in the morninā€™ tryinā€™ to find a job of work
Stand in one place till your feet begin to hurt
If you got a lot oā€™ money you can make yourself merry
If you only got a nickel, itā€™s the Staten Island Ferry
And itā€™s hard times in the city
Livinā€™ down in New York town
Mister Hudson co...

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