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They try to shine in through your curtains - you're too close and too bright
They try and they try but everything that they do
Is the ghost of a trace of a pale imitation of you
I'll be the one to drive you back home Kathleen
This party was made with the night air and the chance that a smile
Will wind its way from your face to one of the boys in your line
You act like you're hip to their tricks and you're strong
But a virgin Wurlitzer heart never once had a song
I'll be the one to drive you back home Kathleen
And I'll have you back by break of day
I'm going your way anyway
And if you'd like to come along
I'll be yours for a song
I know you are waiting and I know that it is not for me
But I'm here and I'm ready and I've saved you the passenger seat
I won't be your last dance just your last goodnight
Every heart is a package tangled up in knots someone else tied
I'll be the one to drive you back home Kathleen
So crawl up your trellis and quietly back into your room
And I'll coast down the length of your drive by the light of the moon
And the next time I see you - a new kind of hello
Both our hearts have a secret only both of us know
'Bout the night that I drove you back home Kathleen
I think this song isn't that bad, but that's a great description - good band name.
Grammarcop wrote:
Bill, I think Rebecca's starting to get suspicious!
Bill, I think Rebecca's starting to get suspicious!
Nick Drake's work never sounded very much like Dylan's to my ears.
Neither mine. Nick's lyrics are too confessional and vulnerable and his music is too beautifully arranged to be Bob's.
Great find adding those lyrics - thanks.
I wouldn't exactly say he's breaking new ground here. Dont know how this qualifies as brilliant.
You dont (sic) know? It must be that bloomberg education machine that is failing you.
agreed. What's old is new again.
Now, if Willie Nelson or somebody with a gravelly voice covered this ... zowie!
I wouldn't exactly say he's breaking new ground here. Dont know how this qualifies as brilliant.
Which all sound like Dylan
Nick Drake's work never sounded very much like Dylan's to my ears.
Try these: To The Dogs or Whoever. Right Moves (my two personal Ritter favorites, extraordinary lyrics that tell or allude to great stories and are a lot of fun). The Girl in the War. Wolves. Change of Time.
"To The Dogs Or Whoever"
Deep in the belly of a whale I found her
Down with the deep blue jail around her
Running her hands through the ribs of the dark
Florence and Calamity and Joan of Arc
I love the way she looks in her underwear
I lose my page then the book then the plot then I swear
She makes the most of her time by loving me plenty
She knows there'll come a day when we won't be getting any
The stain of the sepia the butcher Crimea
Through the wreck of a brass band I though I could see her
In a cakewalk she came through the dead and the lame
Just another bird floating on a hurricane
I was flat on my back with my feet in the thorns
I was in between the apples and the chloroform
She came to me often, I was sure I was dying
It was always hard to tell if she was laughing or crying
I thought I heard somebody calling
In the dark I thought I heard somebody call
Joan never cared about the in-betweens
Combed her hair with a blade did the Maid of Orleans
Said Christ walked on water we can wade through the war
You don't need to tell me who the fire is for
Oh bring me the love that can sweeten a sword
A boat that can love the rocks or the shore
The love of the iceberg reaching out for a wreck
Can you love me like the crosses love the nape of the neck?
Was it Casey Jones or Casey at the Bat
Who died out of pride and got famous for that
Killed by a swerve laid low by the curve
Do you ever think they ever thought they got what they deserved
Don't pity the bullet, but pity the man
Who both find their place in the same sad plan
Who both are like the barrel going over the falls
Crying all the way down I never asked to be involved
I thought I heard somebody calling
In the dark I thought I heard somebody call
General George began the day by taking pink little pills
Sent his men to the top of some hell of a hill
Through the whisper of trees came artillery breeze
He said I love the way the wind comes a'tickling my knees
Jane shot the apple right between the eyes
I was thinking of her when you came outside
Lemonade on your breath sun in your hair
Did I mention how I love you in your underwear?
Deep in the belly of a whale I found her
Down with the deep blue jail around her
Running her hands through the ribs of the dark
Florence and Calamity and Joan of Arc
I thought I heard somebody calling
In the dark I thought I heard somebody call
TERRIBLE MUSIC YOU TRY TO PLAY!
Which all sound like Dylan
every heart is a package tangled up in knots someone else tied
Nice metaphor; stars and northern lights, the other girls, the girl he's talking to...
Saw him open for Gomez this summer. Incredible performer and a really nice guy too. Lots of great interaction with the crowd.
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Got a chuckle! Nice.