Tenth night of the Outlaw Music Festival Tour, 2024 — Bob Dylan
Bethel, New York. 6th July, 2024. Video/Audio. Words
(Updating the page with videos/audio, changes to the words compared to the previous night)
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Bob Dylan — Piano, harmonica
Tony Garnier — Electric and stand-up bass
Jim Keltner — Drums
Bob Britt — Acoustic guitar, electric guitar
Doug Lancio — Acoustic guitar, electric guitar
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Highway 61 Revisited
Shooting Star
Love Sick
Little Queenie
Mr. Blue
Early Roman Kings
Can't Wait
Under The Red Sky
Things Have Changed
Stella Blue
Six Days on the Road
Soon After Midnight
Ballad Of A Thin Man
Simple Twist of Fate
I'll Be Your Baby Tonight
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Highway 61 Revisited
Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son”
Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on”
God say, “No.” Abe say, “What?”
God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin’ you better run”
Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done?”
God says, “Out on Highway 61”
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose
Welfare Department they wouldn’t give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard where can I go
Howard said there’s only one place I know
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run
Howard just pointed with his gun
And said that way down on Highway 61
Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King
I got forty red white and blue shoestrings
And a thousand telephones that don’t ring
Do you know where I can get rid of these things
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son
And he said yes I think it can be easily done
Just take everything down to Highway 61
Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night
Told the first father that things weren’t right
My complexion she said is much too white
He said come here and step into the light he says hmm you’re right
Let me tell the second mother this has been done
But the second mother was with the seventh son
And they were both out on Highway 61
Now the rovin’ gambler he was very bored
He was tryin’ to create a next world war
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor
He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before
But yes I think it can be very easily done
We’ll just put some bleachers out in the sun
And have it on Highway 61
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Shooting Star
Seen a shooting star tonight
And I thought of you
You were trying to break into another world
A world I never knew
I always kind of wondered
If you ever made it through
Seen a shooting star tonight
And I thought of you
I Seen a shooting star tonight
And I thought of me
If I was still the same
If I ever became what you wanted me to be
Did I overstep the mark or overstep the line
That only you could see?
Seen a shooting star tonight
And I thought of me
Listen to the engine, listen to the bell
As the last fire truck from hell
Goes rolling by
All good people are praying
Well, it’s the last temptation, the last account
The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount
The last radio is playing
I seen a shooting star tonight
Slip away
Tomorrow gonna be
Another day
Guess it’s too late to say the things to you
That you needed to hear me say
I seen a shooting star tonight
Slip away
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Love Sick
I’m walking through streets that are dead
Well, I’m walking, walking with you in my head
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
And the clouds are weeping
Did I hear someone tell a lie?
I said, did I hear someone’s distant cry?
You thrilled me to my heart, then you ripped it all apart
You went through my pockets when I was sleeping
I’m sick of love…but I’m in the thick of it
This kind of love…I’m so sick of it
I see lovers in the meadow
I see silhouettes in the window
Well, I watch them ’til they’re gone and they leave me hanging on
To a shadow
I’m sick of love…I hear the clock tick
This kind of love…I’m love sick
Sometimes the silence can be like the thunder
Sometimes I feel like I’m being plowed under
Could you ever be true? I think of you
And I wonder
I’m sick of love…I wish I’d never met you
I’m sick of love…I’m trying to forget you
Just don’t know what to do
I’d give anything to be with you
(From the Blue Chair / Bennyboy remaster). Thank you!..
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Little Queenie (Chuck Berry)
I got lumps in my throat
When I saw her comin' down the aisle
I got the wiggles in my knees
When she looked at me and sweetly smiled
There she is again
Standin' over by the record machine
Looking like a model
On the cover of a magazine
She's too cute to be a minute over seventeen
Meanwhile I was thinkin'
If she's in the mood no need to break it
I got the chance and I oughta take it
If she can dance we can make it
C'mon queenie let's shake it
Go, go, go, little queenie
Go, go, go, little queenie
Go, go, go, little queenie
Tell me who's the queen
Standin' over by the record machine
Looking like a model
On the cover of a magazine
She's too cute to be a minute over seventeen
Meanwhile, I was still thinkin'
If it's a slow song, we'll omit it
If it's a rocker, then we'll get it
And if it's good, she'll admit it
C'mon queenie, let's get with it
Go, go, go, little queenie
Go, go, go, little queenie
Go, go, go, little queenie
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Mr. Blue (Dewayne Blackwell)
Our guardian star lost all his glow
The day that I lost you
Lost all his glitter the day you said no
Silver turned to blue
Like him, I’m so doubtful
That your love is true
But if you decide to call on me
Ask for Mr. Blue
I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you love me
Then prove it by going out on the sly
Proving your love isn't true
Call me Mr. Blue
I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you're sorry
Then turn around, heading for the lights of town
Hurtin' me through and through
Call me Mr. Blue
I stay at home at night
Right by the phone at night
But you won't call
And I can’t hurt my pride
I won't tell you
While you paint the town
A bright red to turn it upside down
I'm painting it too
But I'm painting it blue
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Early Roman Kings
All the early Roman Kings in their sharkskin suits
Bowties and buttons, high top boots
Driving the spikes in, blazing the rails
Nailed in their coffins in top hats and tails
Fly away little bird, fly away, flap your wings
Fly by night like the early Roman Kings
All the early Roman Kings in the early, early morn’
Coming down the mountain, distributing the corn
Speeding through the forest, racing down the track
You try to get away, then they drag you back
Tomorrow is Friday, we’ll see what it brings
Everybody’s talking ‘bout the early Roman Kings
They’re peddlers and they’re meddlers, they buy and they sell
They destroyed your city, they’ll destroy you as well
They’re lecherous and treacherous, and hell bent for leather
Each of them bigger than all men put together
Sluggers and muggers wearing fancy gold rings
All the women going crazy for the early Roman Kings
I'll dress up your wounds with a blood clotted rag
I ain’t afraid to make love.. to a bitch or a hag
If you see me coming.. and you’re standing there
Wave your handkerchief.. in the air
I ain’t dead yet, my bell still rings
I keep my fingers crossed like the early Roman Kings
I'll strip you of life, strip you of breath
Ship you down to the house of death
One day you will ask for me
There’ll be no one else… you’ll want to see
Bring down my fiddle, tune up my strings
Gonna break it wide open like the early Roman Kings
I was up on black mountain the day Detroit fell
They killed them all off and they sent them to hell
Ding Dong Daddy, you’re coming up short
Gonna put you on trial in a Sicilian court
I’ve had my fun, I’ve had my flings
Gonna shake ‘em all down like the early Roman Kings
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Can’t Wait (piano)
I can’t wait, wait for you to change your mind
But it’s late, I’m trying to walk the line
It’s way past midnight, there’s people all around
Some on their way up, some on their way down
The air burns, I’m trying to think straight
And I don’t know how much longer I can wait
I’m your man, I’m trying to recover the sweet love that we knew
You understand, my heart can’t go on beating without you
Well, your loveliness has wounded me, I’m reeling from the blow
I wish I knew what it was keeps me loving you so
I’m breathing hard, standing at the gate
But I don’t know how much longer I can wait
Skies are grey, I’m looking for anything that will bring a happy glow
Night or day, it doesn’t matter where I go anymore, I just go
If I ever saw you come, I don’t know what I would do
I’d like to think I could control myself, but I just don’t think it’s true
That’s how it is.. when things disintegrate
And I don’t know.. how much longer, how much longer I can wait
I’m doomed to love you, I’ve been rolling through the stormy weather
I’m dreaming of you and all the places we roamed together
It’s mighty funny, the end of time has just begun
Ahh honey, even after all these years can you still believe that you’re still the one
I’m strolling through the lonely graveyard of my mind
I left my life with you somewhere back down along the line
I thought somehow… I would be spared this fate
I don’t know, I just don’t know… how much longer I can wait
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Under the Red Sky
There was a little boy and there was a little girl
And they lived in an alley under the red sky
There was a little boy and there was a little girl
.. lived in an alley under the red sky
There was an old man and he lived in the moon
One summer’s day he came passing by
There was an old man and he lived in the moon
And one day he came passing by
Someday little girl, everything for you is gonna be new
Someday little girl, you’ll have a diamond just as big as your shoe
Let the wind blow low, let the wind blow high
One day the little boy and the little girl were both baked in a pie
Let the wind blow low, let the wind blow high
.. little boy and the little girl were both baked in a pie
This is the key to the kingdom and this is the town
This is the blind horse that leads you around
Let the bird sing, let the bird fly
One day the man in the moon went home and the river went dry
Let the bird sing, let the bird fly
The man in the moon went home and the river went dry
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Things Have Changed
I’m a worried man with a worried mind
No one in front of me and nothing behind
There’s a woman on my lap, she’s drinking champagne
Got white skin, blood in my eyes
I’m staring up into the sapphire-tinted skies
I’m well dressed, waiting on the last train
Standing on the gallows with my head in a noose
Any minute now I’m expecting all hell to break loose
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
This place ain’t doing me any good
I’m in the wrong town, I should be in Hollywood
Just for a second there I thought I saw something move
Take dancing lessons, do the jitterbug rag
Ain’t no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag
Only a fool in here would think he’s got anything to prove
Lot of water under the bridge, lot of other stuff too
Don’t get up gentlemen, I’m only passing through
People are crazy and times are strange
I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range
I used to care, but.. ahhh things have changed
I’ve been walking forty miles of bad road
If the Bible is right, you know the world will explode
I’ve been trying to get as far away from myself as I can
Some things are too hot to touch
The human mind can only stand so much
You can’t win with a losing hand
Feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet
Putting her in a wheelbarrow, wheeling her down the street
People are crazy, times are strange
I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range
I used to care, but things have changed
I hurt easy, I just don’t show it
You can hurt somebody and not even know it
The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity
Gonna make it low down, fly high
All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie
I’m in love with a woman who don’t even appeal to you
Mr. Jinx and Miss Lucy, they jumped in the lake
I’m not that eager to make a mistake
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
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Stella Blue (Hunter / Garcia)
All the years combine
And they melt into a dream
A broken angel sings
From a guitar
But in the end there's just a song
Comes crying in the night
Through all the broken dreams
And vanished years
Stella Blue, Stella Blue
When all the cards are down
And there's nothing left to see
Just the pavement left
And broken dreams
In the end there's just a song
Comes crying through the night
Down every lonely street
That's ever been
Stella Blue, Stella Blue
I've stayed in every cheap hotel
I can't win for trying
Dust off those rusty strings
Just one more time
Gonna make em, make em shine
It all rolls into one
And nothing comes for free
There's nothing you can hold
For very long
When you hear that song
Come crying like the wind
It seems like all this life
Was just a dream
Stella Blue, Stella Blue,
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Six Days on the Road (Dave Dudley)
Well, I pulled outta Pittsburgh
A-rollin' down that eastern seaboard
I got my diesel wound up, and she's a-runnin' like a-never before
There's a speed zone ahead, well, alright
I don't see a cop in sight
Six days on the road and I'm a-gonna make it home tonight
I got me ten forward gears and a Georgia overdrive
I'm takin' little white pills, and I’m staying alive
I just passed a Jimmy and a White
I been a-passin' everything in sight
Six days on the road and I'm a-gonna make it home tonight
Well, I ain’t seen my baby for a month or more ..
I could have a lotta women, but I'm a-not a-like a-some of the guys
I want someone to hold me tight
But I could never make believe it's all right
Six days on the road and I'm a-gonna make it home tonight
ICC is movin’ on down the line
Well, I'm a little overweight, and my log book's way behind
But nothin' bothers me tonight
I can dodge all the scales alright
Six days on the road and I'm a-gonna make it home tonight
Well, my rig's a little old but that don't mean she's slow
That's a flame from my stack and that smoke's a-blowin' black as coal
My hometown's a-comin' in sight
If you think I'm a-happy, you're right
Six days on the road and I'm a-gonna make it home tonight
Six days on the road and I'm a-gonna make it home tonight
Six days on the road and I'm a-gonna make it home tonight
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Soon After Midnight
I’m searching for phrases to sing your praises
I need to tell someone
It’s soon after midnight and my day has just begun
A gal named Honey took my money
She was passing by
It’s soon after midnight and the moon is in my eye
My heart is cheerful, it’s never fearful
Go where ever we might be…
No need hurry, no need to worry
I got just about everything I need
Charlotte’s a harlot, dresses in scarlet
Mary dresses in green
It’s soon after midnight and I’ve got a date with a fairy queen
They chirp and they chatter, what does it matter
The floor filled with whiskey and blood
Two Timing Slim, who’s ever heard of him?
I’ll drag his corpse through the mud
It’s now or never, more than ever
When I met you I didn’t think you would do
It’s soon after midnight and I don’t want nobody but you
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Ballad of a Thin Man
Why you walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
You say, “Who is that man?”
You try so hard
But you don’t understand
What you’re gonna say
When you get home
Something is happening here
And you don’t know what it is
Do ya, Mister Jones
You step in the side door
You say, “Is this where it is?”
Somebody points his finger at you
And they say,.. “er It’s his”
You say, “What’s mine?”
Someone else says, “Where what is?”
You say, “Oh my God
Am I here all alone?”
Something is happening here
You know what it is ..
Do ya, Mister Jones?
The sword swallower
walks up to you and he kneels
He crosses himself
and he clicks his high heels
Without further notice
he asks you how it feels
He says here’s your throat back
Thanks for the loan
But something is happening here
You don’t know what it is
Do ya, Mister Jones?
You have many contacts
Out there among the lumberjacks
To get you facts when
Someone attacks your imagination
No one has any respect
Not anymore, they just expect
You to find your… you should take a permanent vacation
You’ve been with the professors
They’ve all liked your looks
With great lawyers and scholars
You’ve discussed lepers and crooks
You’ve been through all
F. Scott Fitzgerald’s books
You’re very well read
Well, it’s well known
Something is happening here
You don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You crawl in the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
You put your nose on the ground
There ought to be a law
Against you coming around
Next time you do, please remember
.. don’t forget to telephone
Something is happening here
You don’t know what it is
Do ya, Mister Jones?
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Simple Twist of Fate (Piano) (Mickey Raphael on harp)
Well they sat together in the park
As the evening sky got dark
She looked at him, felt a spark tingle to her bones
’Twas then she felt alone
And wished that she gone straight
And watched out.. for a simple twist of fate
They walked along by the old canal
A little confused, I remember well
Stopped into a strange hotel.. with a neon burning sign
She said put your hand in mine, ain’t no need to hesitate
It was all about that simple twist of fate
A saxophone someplace softly played
She was walkin’ on by the arcade
She heard a melody rise and fade, the sun was coming up
She dropped a coin into the cup..
Of a blind man at the gate
And forgot about that simple twist of fate
He woke up, she was gone
Didn’t see nothing but the dawn
Got out of bed and put his shoes back on,
And he pushed back the blinds, found a note she left behind
What did it say? Said you should’ve let me down in ‘58 (?)
We could have avoided this little simple twist of fate
He hears the ticking of the clocks
And he hunts for her through the city blocks
Even out there by the waterfront docks, where the sailors all roll in
Maybe he’ll see her once again, how long must he wait
One more time.. for a simple twist of fate
People tell me it’s a sin
That’s it’s all wrong and too bad, no wrong within ..(?)
I let her get under my skin, under my skin too late
I had another date, a date that couldn’t wait
You can blame it on.. a simple twist of fate
From the Blue Chair / Bennyboy remaster. Thank you to them!..
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I’ll Be Your Baby Tonight
Shut the light, shut the door
You don’t have to worry anymore
I’ll be, well I’ll be your baby tonight
Shut the blinds, shut the shade
Tonight.. might last all through the night
I’ll be your baby tonight
Well, that mockingbird’s gonna sail away
We’re gonna let it
That big fat moon, gonna shine like a spoon
We’re gonna let it
You won’t regret it
Kick your shoes off, have no fear
Bring that bottle over here
I’ll be, I’ll be your baby tonight
Well, that mockingbird’s gonna sail away
We’re gonna let it
That big fat moon, gonna shine like a spoon
You won’t regret it, all you’ve gotta do is just let it
Kick your shoes off, have no fear
Bring that bottle over here
I’ll be, I said I’ll be, I’ll be your baby tonight
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Lossloss audio, Blue Chair recording, Bennyboy remaster: https://www.mediafire.com/file/ys4sedpclzsusnd/BD+-+Bethel+6th+July+2024+-+Blue+Chair+recording+-+Bennyboy+remaster.rar/file
They chirp and they chatter, what does it matter. The floor filled with whiskey and blood. Two Timing Slim, who’s ever heard of him? I’ll drag his corpse through the mud.
https://x.com/nightly_moth/status/1809907787587092689
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From the painting, Pool Hall, by Bob Dylan. 2020 Acrylic on canvas 91.5 x 152.6 cm
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