TFT: Bob Dylan (2)

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Not every song that will be featured here will be what is generally considered as being “Christian” in the eyes of this world.  For some will be anguished cries from the pit of despair, and others will be quite obviously ferverent rants of rebellion.  Nonetheless, be assured that they will all be of our Heavenly Father (in one way or another) and I hope that you have been given ears to hear the message.

Link: [On YouTube]

Lay Lady Lay

Bob Dylan

Lay lady lay

Lay across my big brass bed

Lay lady lay

Lay across my big brass bed

Whatever colors you have

In your mind

I’ll show them to you

And you’ll see them shine

Lay lady lay

Lay across my big brass bed

Stay lady stay

Stay with your man awhile

Until the break of day

Let me see you make him smile

His clothes are dirty

But his hands are clean

And you’re the best thing

That he’s ever seen

Stay lady stay

Stay with your man awhile

Why wait any longer

For the world to begin

You can have your cake

And eat it too

Why wait any longer

For the one you love

When he’s standing

In front of you

Lay lady lay

Lay across my big brass bed

Stay lady stay

Stay while the night is still ahead

I long to see you

In the morning light

I long to reach for you

In the night

Stay lady stay

Stay while the night is still ahead

Link: [On YouTube]

Tangled Up In Blue

Bob Dylan

Early one mornin’ the sun was shinin’

I was layin’ in bed

Wonderin’ if she’d changed at all

If her hair was still red

Her folks they said our lives together

Sure was gonna be rough

They never did like Mama’s homemade dress

Papa’s bankbook wasn’t big enough

And I was standin’ on the side of the road

Rain fallin’ on my shoes

Heading out for the East Coast

Lord knows I’ve paid some dues

Gettin’ through

Tangled up in blue

She was married when we first met

Soon to be divorced

I helped her out of a jam I guess

But I used a little too much force

We drove that car as far as we could

Abandoned it out West

Split up on a dark sad night

Both agreeing it was best

She turned around to look at me

As I was walkin’ away

I heard her say over my shoulder

We’ll meet again someday

On the avenue

Tangled up in blue

I had a job in the great north woods

Working as a cook for a spell

But I never did like it all that much

And one day the ax just fell

So I drifted down to New Orleans

Where I happened to be employed

Workin’ for a while on a fishin’ boat

Right outside of Delacroix

But all the while I was alone

The past was close behind

I’d seen a lot of women

But she never escaped my mind

And I just grew

Tangled up in blue

She was workin’ in a topless place

And I stopped in for a beer

I just kept lookin’ at the side of her face

In the spotlight so clear

And later on as the crowd thinned out

I’s just about to do the same

She was standing there in back of my chair

Said to me

Don’t I know your name

I muttered somethin’ underneath my breath

She studied the lines on my face

I must admit I felt a little uneasy

When she bent down to tie the laces

Of my shoe

Tangled up in blue

She lit a burner on the stove

And offered me a pipe

I thought you’d never say hello she said

You look like the silent type

Then she opened up a book of poems

And handed it to me

Written by an Italian poet

From the thirteenth century

And every one of them words rang true

And glowed like burnin’ coal

Pourin’ off of every page

Like it was written in my soul

From me to you

Tangled up in blue

I lived with them on Montague Street

In a basement down the stairs

There was music in the cafés at night

And revolution in the air

Then he started into dealing with slaves

And something inside of him died

She had to sell everything she owned

And froze up inside

And when finally the bottom fell out

I became withdrawn

The only thing I knew how to do

Was to keep on keepin’ on

Like a bird that flew

Tangled up in blue

So now I’m goin’ back again

I got to get to her somehow

All the people we used to know

They’re an illusion to me now

Some are mathematicians

Some are carpenters’ wives

Don’t know how it all got started

I don’t know what they’re doin’ with their lives

But me, I’m still on the road

Headin’ for another joint

We always did feel the same

We just saw it from a different point

Of view

Tangled up in blue

Lyrics From: [Bob Dylan Songs]

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