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Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie - Bob Dylan.mp3

Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie - Bob Dylan.mp3
Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie - Bob Dylan
[00:00.00] Last Thoughts ...
[00:00.00] Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie
[01:35.52]Boby Dylan
[01:38.49]When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb
[01:40.80]When you think you're too old, too young, too smart or too dumb
[01:44.31]When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace
[01:46.32]In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race
[01:48.96]No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up
[01:50.79]If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup
[01:52.95]If the wind's got you sideways with with one hand holdin' on
[01:55.38]And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone
[01:57.72]And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it
[02:00.12]And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it
[02:03.24]And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long
[02:05.79]And you start walkin' backwards though you know its wrong
[02:07.95]And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
[02:10.50]And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away
[02:12.42]And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin'
[02:14.22]And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin'
[02:16.83]And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys
[02:18.57]Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys
[02:21.99]And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a-pourin'
[02:24.36]And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin'
[02:26.88]And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin'
[02:29.37]And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin'
[02:31.53]And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm
[02:33.60]And to yourself you sometimes say
[02:35.07]"I never knew it was gonna be this way
[02:36.48]Why didn't they tell me the day I was born"
[02:38.58]And you start gettin' chills and yer jumping from sweat
[02:40.65]And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet
[02:43.26]And yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air
[02:45.51]And the whole world's a-watchin' with a window peek stare
[02:47.64]And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying
[02:49.95]And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin'
[02:52.95]And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet
[02:55.05]And you need it badly but it lays on the street
[02:57.36]And yer bell's bangin' loudly but you can't hear its beat
[02:59.85]And you think yer ears might a been hurt
[03:01.41]Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight-blindin' dirt
[03:04.02]And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush
[03:05.91]When you were faked out an' fooled white facing a four flush
[03:08.22]And all the time you were holdin' three queens
[03:10.14]And it's makin you mad, it's makin' you mean
[03:11.85]Like in the middle of Life magazine
[03:13.38]Bouncin' around a pinball machine
[03:15.45]And there's something on yer mind you wanna be saying
[03:17.34]That somebody someplace oughta be hearin'
[03:19.17]But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head
[03:21.96]And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed
[03:24.09]And no matter how you try you just can't say it
[03:26.01]And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it
[03:28.11]And yer eyes get swimmy from the tears in yer head
[03:30.00]And yer pillows of feathers turn to blankets of lead
[03:32.25]And the lion's mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth
[03:34.47]And his jaws start closin with you underneath
[03:36.36]And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind
[03:38.73]And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign
[03:40.83]And you say to yourself just what am I doin'
[03:43.23]On this road I'm walkin', on this trail I'm turnin'
[03:45.39]On this curve I'm hanging
[03:47.46]On this pathway I'm strolling, in the space I'm taking
[03:49.74]In this air I'm inhaling
[03:51.24]Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard
[03:53.52]Why am I walking, where am I running
[03:55.02]What am I saying, what am I knowing
[03:56.49]On this guitar I'm playing, on this banjo I'm frailin'
[03:59.19]On this mandolin I'm strummin', in the song I'm singin'
[04:01.53]In the tune I'm hummin', in the words I'm writin'
[04:03.81]In the words that I'm thinkin'
[04:05.40]In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin'
[04:07.68]Who am I helping, what am I breaking
[04:09.18]What am I giving, what am I taking
[04:11.07]But you try with your whole soul best
[04:12.66]Never to think these thoughts and never to let
[04:14.34]Them kind of thoughts gain ground
[04:15.84]Or make yer heart pound
[04:17.01]But then again you know why they're around
[04:18.48]Just waiting for a chance to slip and drop down
[04:20.31]" Cause sometimes you hear'em when the night times comes creeping
[04:23.40]And you fear that they might catch you a-sleeping
[04:24.99]And you jump from yer bed, from yer last chapter of dreamin'
[04:27.54]And you can't remember for the best of yer thinking
[04:29.19]If that was you in the dream that was screaming
[04:31.71]And you know that it's something special you're needin'
[04:33.39]And you know that there's no drug that'll do for the healin'
[04:35.19]And no liquor in the land to stop yer brain from bleeding
[04:38.19]And you need something special
[04:39.15]Yeah, you need something special all right
[04:40.44]You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track
[04:42.75]To shoot you someplace and shoot you back
[04:45.33]You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler
[04:47.55]That's been banging and booming and blowing forever
[04:49.50]That knows yer troubles a hundred times over
[04:51.51]You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race
[04:53.58]That won't laugh at yer looks
[04:54.60]Your voice or your face
[04:55.47]And by any number of bets in the book
[04:56.85]Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
[04:59.31]You need something to open up a new door
[05:00.93]To show you something you seen before
[05:02.28]But overlooked a hundred times or more
[05:04.50]You need something to open your eyes
[05:05.73]You need something to make it known
[05:06.93]That it's you and no one else that owns
[05:08.43]That spot that yer standing, that space that you're sitting
[05:10.65]That the world ain't got you beat
[05:11.85]That it ain't got you licked
[05:13.62]It can't get you crazy no matter how many
[05:15.24]Times you might get kicked
[05:16.80]You need something special all right
[05:18.09]You need something special to give you hope
[05:20.07]But hope's just a word
[05:21.09]That maybe you said or maybe you heard
[05:22.53]On some windy corner 'round a wide-angled curve
[05:24.84]But that's what you need man, and you need it bad
[05:27.09]And yer trouble is you know it too good
[05:28.47]"Cause you look an' you start getting the chills
[05:30.12]"Cause you can't find it on a dollar bill
[05:32.10]And it ain't on Macy's window sill
[05:34.65]And it ain't on no rich kid's road map
[05:36.30]And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house
[05:38.25]And it ain't made in no Hollywood wheat germ
[05:39.87]And it ain't on that dimlit stage
[05:41.25]With that half-wit comedian on it
[05:42.60]Ranting and raving and taking yer money
[05:44.07]And you thinks it's funny
[05:44.88]No you can't find it in no night club or no yacht club
[05:45.99]And it ain't in the seats of a supper club
[05:47.40]And sure as hell you're bound to tell
[05:48.81]That no matter how hard you rub
[05:49.92]You just ain't a-gonna find it on yer ticket stub
[05:51.93]No, and it ain't in the rumors people're tellin' you
[05:53.76]And it ain't in the pimple-lotion people are sellin' you
[05:55.56]And it ain't in no cardboard-box house
[05:57.36]Or down any movie star's blouse
[05:59.25]And you can't find it on the golf course
[06:01.23]And Uncle Remus can't tell you and neither can Santa Claus
[06:04.26]And it ain't in the cream puff hair-do or cotton candy clothes
[06:06.72]And it ain't in the dime store dummies or bubblegum goons
[06:09.00]And it ain't in the marshmallow noises of the chocolate cake voices
[06:11.49]That come knockin' and tappin' in Christmas wrappin'
[06:13.80]Sayin' ain't I pretty and ain't I cute and look at my skin
[06:16.08]Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow
[06:18.93]Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry
[06:20.79]When you can't even sense if they got any insides
[06:22.71]These people so pretty in their ribbons and bows
[06:25.35]No you'll not now or no other day
[06:26.67]Find it on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache�
[06:28.53]And inside it the people made of molasses
[06:30.69]That every other day buy a new pair of sunglasses
[06:32.94]And it ain't in the fifty-star generals and flipped-out phonies
[06:35.46]Who'd turn yuh in for a tenth of a penny
[06:36.93]Who breathe and burp and bend and crack
[06:38.85]And before you can count from one to ten
[06:40.35]Do it all over again but this time behind yer back
[06:42.15]My friend
[06:43.62]The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl
[06:45.51]And play games with each other in their sand-box world
[06:47.88]And you can't find it either in the no-talent fools
[06:49.83]That run around gallant
[06:50.73]And make all rules for the ones that got talent
[06:52.56]And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think they do
[06:54.72]And think they're foolin' you
[06:55.89]The ones who jump on the wagon
[06:57.06]Just for a while 'cause they know it's in style
[06:58.77]To get their kicks, get out of it quick
[07:00.18]And make all kinds of money and chicks
[07:02.04]And you yell to yourself and you throw down yer hat
[07:03.90]Sayin', "Christ do I gotta be like that
[07:05.82]Ain't there no one here that knows where I'm at
[07:07.62]Ain't there no one here that knows how I feel
[07:09.12]Good God Almighty
[07:09.87]THAT STUFF AIN'T REAL"
[07:11.43]No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race
[07:13.35]You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face
[07:15.69]You gotta look some other place
[07:17.52]And where do you look for this hope that yer seekin'
[07:19.38]Where do you look for this lamp that's a-burnin'
[07:21.03]Where do you look for this oil well gushin'
[07:22.83]Where do you look for this candle that's glowin'
[07:24.48]Where do you look for this hope that you know is there
[07:26.22]And out there somewhere
[07:27.45]And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads
[07:30.00]Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows
[07:32.01]Your nose can only smell two kinds of hallways
[07:34.44]You can touch and twist
[07:35.46]And turn two kinds of doorknobs
[07:37.26]You can either go to the church of your choice
[07:38.79]Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital
[07:40.56]You'll find God in the church of your choice
[07:42.63]You'll find Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital
[07:45.12]And though it's only my opinion
[07:46.14]I may be right or wrong
[07:47.07]You'll find them both
[07:47.73]In the Grand Canyon
[07:48.63]At sundown
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