What did you bring me my dear friends to keep me from the gallows pole?
What did you bring me my dear friends to keep me from the gallows pole?
I’m a good ol’ boy, but I’ve been sniffin’ too many eggs, talkin’ to too many people, drinkin’ too many kegs.
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule, but these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel.
A time for love, a time for hate, a time for peace, I swear it’s not too late.
In the jingle jangle morning, I’ll come following you.
Don’t you want somebody to love? Don’t you need somebody to love?
You gotta go where you want to go, do what you want to do.
People are crazy and times are strange. I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range. I used to care, but things have changed.
Johnny’s in the basement, mixin’ up the medicine. I’m on the pavement, thinkin’ about the government.
I used to walk in the shade with those blues on parade.
You’re breaking my heart. You’re shaking my confidence daily.
From whatever position you occupy with regard to the watchtower, this is another classic Dylan album.
Take a freewheelin’ classic folk rock ride with a young artist named Bob Dylan, early ‘60s style.
Meshes traditional Irish sounds with a propulsive punk sensibility. In short, a bottle of smoke.
Melancholy and hauntingly beautiful, with lyrics that are strikingly original and poetic.
Master craftsmen at the art of the harmony and a soft rock-meets-folk rock vibe that would come to dominate the 1970s.
Folk rock that bridges the gap from the 1960s to the Lilith Fair generation.