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11. Self Portrait
(73:15) June 8, 1970 Sony/CK 30050 2
1. All the Tired Horses ( )
(Words and Music by Bob Dylan)
1970, 1976 Big Sky Music
All the tired horses in the sun
Howm I supposed to get any ridin done? Hmm.
2. Alberta No. 1 ( )
(Revised Melody & Arrangement by Bob Dylan)
1970 Big Sky Music
Alberta let your hair hang low
Alberta let your hair hang low
Ill give you more gold
Than your apron can hold
If youd only let your hair hand low
Alberta whats on your mind
Alberta whats on your mind
You keep me worried and bothered
All of the time
Alberta whats on your mind
Alberta dont you treat me unkind
Alberta dont you treat me unkind
Oh my heart is so sad
Cause I want you so bad
Alberta dont you treat me unkind
Alberta let your hair hang low
Alberta let your hair hang low
Ill give you more gold
Than your apron can hold
If youll only let your hair hand low
3. Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know( )
Words and Music by CECIL A. NULL
copyright 1953, 1970 TRAVIS MUSIC COMPANY, New York, N.Y.
I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know about her,
You think you know the smile on her lips the thrill at the touch of her finger tips, but I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know about her.
You think you'll find a heaven of bliss
in each caress in each tender kiss,
but I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know about her.
You stole her love from me one day,
you didn't care how it hurt me,
but you can never steal away
mem'ries of what used to be.
You think she's yours to have and to hold, someday you'll learn when her love grows cold. But I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know about her.
4. Days of 49 ( )
Revised melody and new music by BOB DYLAN
copyright 1970 by BIG SKY MUSIC.
I'm old Tom Moore from the Bummer's Shore in the good old golden days. They call me a bummer and a ginsot too but what cares I for praise I wander around from town to town just like a roving sign and all the people say "There goes Tom Moore", in the Days of 'Forty-Nine.
[Chorus:]
In the days of old in the days of gold
how often times I repine
for the days of old when we dug up the gold in the Days Of 'Forty-Nine.
My comrades they all loved me well, jolly, saucy crew A few hard cases I will recall though they all were brave and true. Whatever the pinch they never would flinch, they never would fret or whine, The good old bricks, they stood the kicks in the Days Of '49.
[Chorus]
There was New York Jake, the butcher's boy, he was always getting tight And every ttme that he'd get full he was spoiling for a fight Then Jake rampaged against the knife in the hands of old Bob Sign And over Jake they held a wake in the Days of '49.
[Chorus]
There was Poker Bill, one of the boys who was always in a game Whether he lost or whether he won, to him it was always the same He would ante up and draw his cards and would you go a hat-ful blind In a game with death Bill lost his breath in the Days Of '49.
[Chorus]
There was Rag Shag Bill from Buffalo I never will forget He would roar all day and he'd roar all night and I guess he's roarin' yet One day he fell in a prospect hole in a roarin' bad design And in that hole he roared out his soul in the Days of '49.
[Chorus]
Oh, the comrades all that I've had there's none that's left to boast And I'm left alone in my misery like some a' poor wandering ghost And I've passed by from town to town, they call me the ramblin' sign "There goes Tom Moore of Bummer's Shore in the Days of '49".
[Chorus twice]
5. Early Mornin' Rain ( )
Words and Music by GORDON LIGHTFOOT
copyright 1964 and 1966 by M. WITMARK & SONS copyright 1970 by WARNER BROS. INC.
In the Early Mornin' Rain
with a dollar in my hand,
with an achin' in my heart
and my pockets full of sand.
I'm a long way from home
And I miss my loved one so,
in the Early Mornin' Rain
and no place to go.
Out on runway number nine
Big seven-o-seven set to go,
Well, I'm stuck here on the ground
Where the cold winds blow.
The liquor tasted good
And the women all were fast,
There she goes, my friend
She's a' rollin' down at last.
Hear the mighty engines roar,
See the silver bird on high,
She's away and westward bound
Far above the clouds she'll fly,
Where the mornin' rain don't fall
and the sun always shines,
She'll be flyin' over my home
In about three hours time.
This old airport's got me down,
It's no earthly good to me,
'Cause I'm stuck here on the ground
Cold and drunk as I might be.
You can't hop a jet plane
Like you can a freight train,
So I best be on my way
In the Early Mornin' Rain.
6. In Search of Little Sadie ( )
(Words and Music by Bob Dylan)
1970 Big Sky Music
Went out last night to take a little round.
I met my little Sadie and I brought her down.
I ran right home and I went to bed
With a forty-four smokeless under my head.
I began to think what a deed Id done.
I grabbed my hat and I began to run.
I made a god run but I ran too slow;
They overtook me down in Jericho
Standing on a corner a ringin my bell,
Up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville.
He said Young man is you name Brown?
Remember you blowed Sadie down.
Oh yes sir, my name is Lee.
I murdered little Sadie in the first degree.
First degree and second degree.
If youve got any papers will you serve them to me?
Well they took me down town and they dressed me in black,
They put me on a train and they sent me back.
I had no one to go my bail;
They crammed me back into the county jail.
Oh, yes they did.
The judge and the jury they took their stand.
The judge had the papers in his right hand.
Forty-one days, forty-one nights;
Forty-one years to wear the ball and the stripes;
Oh, no!
Went out last night to take a little round.
I met little Sadie and I blowed her down.
I ran right home and I went to bed,
A forty-four smokeless under my head.
7. Let It Be Me ( )
I bless the day I found you
I want my arms around you
And so I beg you: Let it be me.
Don't take this heaven from one
If you must cling someone
Now and forever, let it be me.
Each time we meet, love
I find complete love
Without your sweet love, what would life be?
So never leave me lonely
Tell me that you love me only
And say you'll always let it be me.
8. Little Sadie ( )
(Words and Music by Bob Dylan)
1970 Big Sky Music
Went out last night to take a little round.
I met my little Sadie and I brought her down.
I ran right home and I went to bed
With a forty-four smokeless under my head.
I began to think what a deed Id done,
I grabbed my hat and I began to run.
I made a god run but I ran too slow;
They overtook me down in Jericho
Standing on a corner ringin my bell,
Up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville.
He said Young man is you name Brown?
Remember the night you blowed Little Sadie down.
Oh, yes sir, my name is Lee.
I murdered little Sadie in the first degree.
First degree and second degree,
If youve got any papers will you serve them to me?
Well they took me down town and they dressed me in black.
They put me on a train and they brought me back.
I had no one for to go my bail;
They crammed me back into the county jail.
The judge and the jury they took their stand.
The judge had the papers in his right hand.
Forty-one days, forty-one nights;
Forty-one years to wear the ball and the stripes.
9. Woogie Boogie ( )
(Music by Bob Dylan)
1970, 1976 Big Sky Music
Instrumental
10. Belle Isle ( )
(Music by Bob Dylan)
New Music by BOB DYLAN
copyright 1970 by BIG SKY MUSIC
One evenin', for pleasure, I rambled to view with the fair fields all alone.
Down by the banks of Loch Erin,
where beauty and pleasure were known.
I spied a fair maid at her labors
which caused me to stay for awhile
And I thought of her "Goddess of Beauty" bloomin' bright star of Belle Isle.
I humbled myself to her beauty,
"Fair maiden, where do you belong?
Are you from heaven descended
abiding in cupid's fair throne?"
"Young man I will tell you a secret
it's true I'm a maid that is poor,
and to depart from my vows and my promise, that's more than my heart can endure.
Therefore I remain at my service
and go through all my hardship and toil, and wait for the lad that has left me
all alone on the banks of Bell Isle."
"Young maiden, I wish not to banter;
'tis true I come here in disguise.
I came here to fulfill our last promise, and hope to give you a surprise.
I've known you're a maid I've loved dearly and you've been in my heart all the while; for me there is no other damsel
than my bloomin' bright star of Belle Isle.
11. Living the Blues ( )
(Words and Music by Bob Dylan)
1969, 1976 Big Sky Music
Since you've been gone,
I've been walking around
With my head bowed down to my shoes.
I've been living the blues
Ev'ry night without you.
I don't have to go far
To know where you are,
Strangers all give me the news.
I've been living the blues
Ev'ry night without you.
I think that it's best,
I soon get some rest
And forget my pride.
But I can't deny
This feeling that I
Carry for you deep down inside.
If you see me this way,
You'd come back and you'd stay,
Oh, how could you refuse.
I've been living the blues
Ev'ry night without you.
12. Like a Rolling Stone ( )
13. Copper Kettle (or, "The Pale Moonlight") Words and Music by Albert F. Beddoe
copyright 1960 and 1963 by MELODY TRAILS, INC., New York, NY
Copper Kettle
Get you a copper kettle,
Get you a copper coil,
Cover with newmade cornmash
and nevermore you'll toil.
You'll just
[Chorus]
lay there by the juniper
while the moon is bright,
Watch them jugs a-fillin'
in the pale moonlight.
My Daddy he made whiskey,
My Grandaddy did too,
We ain't paid no whiskey tax
Since seventeen ninty-two
We just
[Chorus]
Build you a fire with hickory,
Hickory and ash and oak,
Don't use no green or rotten wood,
They'll get you by the smoke
While you
[Chorus]
Get you a copper kettle,
Get you a copper coil,
Cover with new-made corn mash
and nevermore you'll toil.
You'll just
[Chorus]
14. Gotta Travel On (Done Laid Around)
Words and Music by PAUL CLAYTON, LARRY EHRLICH, DAVE LAZAR and TOM SIX
copyright 1958 & 1966 & 1970 by SANGA MUSIC, INC.
[Chorus]
Done laid around done stayed around
this old town too long
summer's almost gone
winter's coming on.
Done laid around done stayed around
this old town too long
and it seems like I've Gotta Travel On,
and it seems like I've Gotta Travel On.
Papa writes to Johnny
Johnny can't come home
Johnny can't come home,
Johnny can't come home.
Papa writes to Johnny
Johnny can't come home
Johnny's been out on the road too long.
So I
[Chorus]
That chilly wind will soon begin and
I'll be on my way
goin' home to stay
goin' home to stay.
That chilly wind will soon begin
and I'll be on my way
and I feel like I just want to travel on.
So I
[Chorus]
There's a lonesome freight at six o'eight a'comin' through the town.
I'll be homeward bound
I'll be homeward bound.
A lonesome freight at six o'eight
comin' on through the town
and I feel like I just want to travel on.
Well I
[Chorus]
15. Blue Moon ( )
Lyric by LORENZ HART
Music by RICHARD RODGERS
copyright 1934 Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Inc., New York, N.Y. copyright renewal 1964 Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Inc., New York, N.Y. Rights throughout the world controlled by Robbins Music Corporation, New York, N.Y.
Blue Moon,
you saw me standing alone
without a dream in my heart,
without a love of my own.
Blue Moon,
you knew just what I was there for,
you heard me saying a pray'r for
someone I really could care for.
Then suddenly there appeared before me
the only one my arms will ever hold.
I heard someone whisper, "Please adore me," and when I looked the moon had turned to gold!
Blue Moon,
now I'm no longer alone,
without a dream in my heart,
without a love of my own,
without a love of my own.
16. Boxer ( )
Words and Music by PAUL SIMON
copyright 1969 & 1970 PAUL SIMON
The Boxer
I am just a poor boy,
Though my story's seldom told
I've squandered my resistance
for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises. All lies and jest, still a man hears
what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
Li li li li li li li li li li.
When I left my home and family
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of a railroad station running scared. Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters where the ragged people go Looking for the places only they would know.
Li li li, etc.
Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job,
But I get no offers
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there.
Li li li, etc.
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone, going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me, Leading me
Going home.
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of every glove that laid him down
And cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame,
"I am leaving, I am leaving."
But the fighter still reamins.
Li li li, etc.
17. Mighty Quinn ( )
- Bob Dylan
Come all without, come all within
You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn
Come all without, come all within
You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn
Ev'rybody's building ships and boats
Some are building monuments, others jotting down notes.
Ev'rybody's in despair, ev'ry girl and boy
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,
Ev'rybody's gonna jump for joy.
Come all without...
I like to go just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet
But jumping queues and making haste, just ain't my cup of meat.
Ev'ryone's beneath the trees, feeding pigeons on a limb
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,
All the pigeons gonna rum to him.
Come all without...
Let me do what I wanna do, I can recite 'em all
Just tell me where it hurts and I'll tell you who to call.
Nobody can get no sleep, there's someone on ev'ryones toes.
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,
Ev'rybody's gonna wanna doze.
18. Take Me as I Am ( )
Words and Music by GEORGE THOMPSON and EDGAR BATTLE
copyright 1952 & 1970 by COSMOPOLITAN MUSIC PUBLISHERS
Take Me As I Am
Why must you always try to make me over
Take Me As I Am or let me go.
White lilies never grow on stalks of clover Take Me As I Am or let me go.
You're trying to reshape me an a mold, love in the the image of someone you used to know but I won't be a stand-in for an old love Take Me As I Am or let me go.
You've tried to change me ever since you've met me Take Me As I Am or let me go.
If you cannot overlook my faults forget me Take Me As I Am or let me go.
You're trying to reshape me an a mold, love in the the image of someone you used to know but I won't be a stand-in for an old love Take Me As I Am or let me go.
19. Take a Message to Mary ( )
These are the words of a frontier man
Who lost his love when he turned bad.
Take a message to Mary
But don't tell here where I am
Take a message to Mary
But don't say I'm in a jam
You can tell her that I had to see the world
Tell her that my ship set sail
You can say she'd better not wait for me
But don't tell her I'm in jail, oh don't tell her I'm in jail.
Take a message to Mary
But don't tell her what I've done
Please, don't mention the stage coach
And the shot from a carried gun
You better tell her that I had to change my plans
And cancel out the wedding-day
But please, don't mention the lonely cell
Where I'm gonna pine away, until my dying-day.
Take a message to Mary
But don't tell her all you know
My heart is aching for Mary
Lord know I miss her so
Just tell her that I went to Timbukto
Tell her I'm searching for gold
You can say she better find someone new
To cherish and to hold, oh Lord, this cell is so cold.
20. It Hurts Me Too ( )
(Words and Music by Bob Dylan)
1970 Big Sky Music
So run here baby
Put your little hands in mine
Ive got something to tell you
I know youre gonna change your mind
When things go wrong
So wrong with you
I hurts me too
I want you baby
Just to understand
I dont want to be your boss, babe
I just want to be your man
Now when you go home
You dont have to get along
Come back to me baby
Well its where you belong
I love you baby
And you know that its true
I wont mistreat you baby
Nothin in this world is like you
So run here baby
Put your little hands in mine
Ive got something to tell you
I know youre gonna change your mind
21.Minstrel Boy ( )
Words and Music by BOB DYLAN
copyright 1970 BIG SKY MUSIC
Minstrel Boy
Who's gonna throw that Minstrel Boy a coin? Who's gonna let it roll?
Who's gonna throw that Minstrel Boy a coin? Who's gonna let it down easy to save his soul?
Oh, Lucky's been drivin' a long, long time and now he's stuck on top of the hill
with twelve forward gears,
It's been a long hard climb,
and with all of them ladies though
he's lonely still.
Who's gonna throw that Minstrel Boy a coin? Who's gonna let it roll?
Who's gonna throw that Minstrel Boy a coin? Who's gonna let it down easy to save his soul?
Well, he's deep in number and heavy in toil, mighty mockingbird, he still has such a heavy load beneath his bound'ries.
But more than I can tell
with all of his trav'lin',
But I'm still on that road.
Who's gonna throw that Minstrel Boy a coin? Who's gonna let it roll?
Who's gonna throw that Minstrel Boy a coin? Who's gonna let it down easy to save his soul?
22.She Belongs to Me ( )
23.Wigwam ( )
(Music by Bob Dylan)
1970, 1976 Big Sky Music
Instrumental
24.Alberta No. 2 ( )
New Music by BOB DYLAN
copyright 1970 BIG SKY MUSIC
Alberta, let your hair hang low.
Alberta, let your hair hang low.
I'll give you more gold
than your apron can hold
if you'll only
let your hair hang low.
Alberta, what's on your mind?
Alberta, what's on your mind?
You keep me worried and bothered
all of the time
Alberta,
what's on your mind?
Alberta, don't you treat me unkind.
Alberta, don't you treat me unkind.
My heart is so sad
'cause I want you so bad
Alberta,
don't you treat me unkind.
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