Bob Dylan

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Maggie's Farm

I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
Well, I wake in the morning,
Fold my hands and pray for rain.
I got a head full of ideas
That are drivin' me insane.
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor.
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more.
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more.
Well, he hands you a nickel,
He hands you a dime,
He asks you with a grin
If you're havin' a good time,
Then he fines you every time you slam the door.
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more.

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more.
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more.
Well, he puts his cigar
Out in your face just for kicks.
His bedroom window
It is made out of bricks.
The National Guard stands around his door.
Ah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more.

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more.
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more.
Well, she talks to all the servants
About man and God and law.
Everybody says
She's the brains behind pa.
She's sixty-eight, but she says she's twenty-four.
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more.

I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
Well, I try my best
To be just like I am,
But everybody wants you
To be just like them.
They sing while you slave and I just get bored.
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
 
Moja omiljena stvar od Dylana je Seven Days.

Seven days, seven more days she'll be comin'
I'll be waiting at the station for her to arrive
Seven more days, all I gotta do is survive.

She been gone ever since I been a child
Ever since I seen her smile, I ain't forgotten her eyes.
She had a face that could outshine the sun in the skies.

I been good, I been good while I been waitin'
Maybe guilty of hesitatin', I just been holdin' on
Seven more days, all that'll be gone.

There's kissing in the valley,
Thieving in the alley,
Fighting every inch of the way.
Trying to be tender
With somebody I remember
In a night that's always brighter'n the day.

Seven days, seven more days that are connected
Just like I expected, she'll be comin' on forth,
My beautiful comrade from the north.

There's kissing in the valley,
Thieving in the alley,
Fighting every inch of the way.
Trying to be tender
With somebody I remember
In a night that's always brighter'n the day.
 
~~~~~
Blowin' In The Wind

How many roads most a man walk down
Before you call him a man ?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand ?
Yes, how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned ?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Yes, how many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea ?
Yes, how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free ?
Yes, how many times can a man turn his head
Pretending he just doesn't see ?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Yes, how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky ?
Yes, how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry ?
Yes, how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died ?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
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fenomenalan tekst...kao i svi ostali.
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@Arnold
Znala sam da cesh staviti tu pjesmu :wink:...
 
Well I don't know why I came here tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain't right,
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs,
Clowns to the left of me,
Jokers to the right, here I am,
Stuck in the middle with you.

Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you,
And I'm wondering what it is I should do,
It's so hard to keep this smile from my face,
Losing control, yeah, I'm all over the place,
Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well you started out with nothing,
And you're proud that you're a self made man,
And your friends, they all come crawlin,
Slap you on the back and say,
Please.... Please.....

Trying to make some sense of it all,
But I can see that it makes no sense at all,
Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor,
'Cause I don't think that I can take anymore
Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well you started out with nothing,
And you're proud that you're a self made man,
And your friends, they all come crawlin,
Slap you on the back and say,
Please.... Please.....

Well I don't know why I came here tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain't right,
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs,
Clowns to the left of me,
Jokers to the right, here I am,
Stuck in the middle with you,
Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you,
Stuck in the middle with you.



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car :lol:
 
Bila je tema i na njioj sam vec navela moju omiljenu:

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',
I saw a white ladder all covered with water,
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin',
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world,
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin',
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin',
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin',
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony,
I met a white man who walked a black dog,
I met a young woman whose body was burning,
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow,
I met one man who was wounded in love,
I met another man who was wounded with hatred,
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin',
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest,
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty,
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters,
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden,
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten,
Where black is the color, where none is the number,
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it,
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it,
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',
But I'll know my song well before I start singin',
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
 
evo jedne od mojih omiljenih


He was just a blue-eyed Boston boy,
His voice was low with pain.
"I'll do your bidding, comrade mine,
If I ride back again.
But if you ride back and I am left,
You'll do as much for me,
Mother, you know, must hear the news,
So write to her tenderly.

"She's waiting at home like a patient saint,
Her fond face pale with woe.
Her heart will be broken when I am gone,
I'll see her soon, I know."
Just then the order came to charge,
For an instance hand touched hand.
They said, "Aye," and away they rode,
That brave and devoted band.

Straight was the track to the top of the hill,
The rebels they shot and shelled,
Plowed furrows of death through the toiling ranks,
And guarded them as they fell.
There soon came a horrible dying yell
From heights that they could not gain,
And those whom doom and death had spared
Rode slowly back again.

But among the dead that were left on the hill
Was the boy with the curly hair.
The tall dark man who rode by his side
Lay dead beside him there.
There's no one to write to the blue-eyed girl
The words that her lover had said.
Momma, you know, awaits the news,
And she'll only know he's dead.


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ko zna
mozda sam ipak pod utiskom onoga sto se
poslednjih godina dogadjalo u nasoj zemlji
 
nisam ga slusao nesto zdravo mnogo al' nekako mi se cini da ko god obradi njegovu pesmu napravi bolju verziju od originala...ne bih da vredjam legendu,samo kazem tako mi izgleda ,ovako iz daleka...
btw imam snimak sa nekog koncerta poscecenog njemu u cast..... Eddie Vedder ,Mike McCready (Pearl Jam) i jos neki gari,ne znam stvarno ko,izvode Masters of War ... da se smrznesh....
 
***Bob Dylan objavio prvi album nakon pet godina***
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Prvi studijski album Boba Dylana u zadnjih pet godina koji je u utorak objavljen u Sjedinjenim Državama ujedinio je kritičare koji su se pohvalno izrazili o 'majstorskoj' kreativnosti i 'čarobnoj' izvedbi

Dvomjesečnik Rolling Stone dodijelio je pet zvjezdica albumu pod nazivom 'Modern Times' koji je ocijenio 'trećim zaredom remek-djelom' pjevača: 'To je opuštena glazba koja ništa ne želi dokazivati. To je glazba golemog iskustva koja predosjeća svaki korak'.

Časopis Billboard piše da je album koji je početkom godine snimljen u New Yorku, 'čaroban', bogat razmišljanjima 'o filozofiji, religiji i vječnom traženju ljubavi'. Washington Post naziva ga 'izvanrednim, ali i tajnovitim' albumom.

Bob Dylan koji je 1997. izdao 'Time out of Mind', a 2001. 'Love and Theft', proslavio je u svibnju 65. rođendan. No čini se da je mirovina još daleko za tu legendu američkog folk rocka koja nastavlja održavati koncerte diljem svijeta i vodi radijsku emisiju.
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izvor: tportal.hr
 
Da, secam se tog coveka....
On je onaj starkelja sa gitarom , sto voli da pise textove...
Mislim da samo se videli negde....
Da bilo je to negde...u Zemunu... mozda je bio Jun mesec, a RAT je pocinjao na prostorima ex Yugoslavije...
Sasvim sigurno da je to bio Zemun. I bio je stadion FC Zemun. JUN 1991. Moguce 5. Jun.
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luci:
po kisi sa jako slabom posecenoscu ako se ne varam

a tada sam imao 5 godina
Kliknite za proširenje...
Bez kishe, cca 5.000 (pethiljada) ljudi. Stage je bio SUPER. Scena je bila u fazonu dilizhanse (bash onako kao iz kaubojskih filmova) - LUCHNA, ako se ne varam.
Ah, ako se secam neka grupa iz Nisha... Mislim da se zove GALIJA je bila predgrupa...
Onaj pevach sa 'chudnim" grudima, ili ledjima, ne secam se najbolje....
Ah da vidjeni su i neki "rockeri" mislim , na terenu FC Zemun... "rocker" ..mislim da se zove Cukic Zoran ili Dejan, pa neki Djordjevic, mozda Borivoje, Borisha ili tako nekako...
Ma davno je to bilo ;)
 
evo me ...
njegovo izvodjenje House Of The Rising Sun je neprevazidjeno.Nekako sirovo,a opet ostavlja tako jak utisak.Ring them bells,Man in the long black coat,Political world,Subterranean Homesick Blues,mislim sta reci...A da,muzika za film Pat Garret & Billy the Kid---WOW:klap:

evo ga link za Man in the long black coat
 
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