The Whitlams Lyrics
The Whitlams Lyrics
"Tangled Up in Blue Lyrics"
Random Blinking Light Lyrics
Random Blinkig Light You're beautiful In an asymmetric kind of way You're face is not a cliche And you complicate In a helpful kind of messed up way But you have good intentions You don't care for shiny things Don't wear a puzzle ring You're always listening to a sea-shell There is a tiny light That no-one else can see It shines inside of me Can you feel it? And now I I'
Random Blinkig Light You're beautiful In an asymmetric kind of way You're face is not a cliche And you complicate In a helpful kind of messed up way But you have good intentions You don't care for shiny things Don't wear a puzzle ring You're always listening to a sea-shell There is a tiny light That no-one else can see It shines inside of me Can you feel it? And now I I'
Early one mornin' the sun was shinin',
I was layin' in bed
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red.
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like Mama's homemade dress
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough.
And she was standin' on the side of the road
Rain fallin' on my shoes
Heading out for the East Coast
Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through,
Tangled up in blue.
She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess,
But I used a little too much force.
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out West
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best.
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin' away
I heard her say over my shoulder,
"We'll meet again someday on
St Stephen's Day Murders Lyrics
(Paddy Moloney/Elvis Costello) I knew of two sisters whose name it was Christmas, And one was named Dawn of course, the other one was named Eve. I wonder if they grew up hating the season, The good will that lasts til the Feast of St. Stephen For that is the time to eat, drink, and be merry, Til the beer is all spilled and the whiskey has flowed. And the whole family tree you neglected to bury, the avenue,"
Tangled up in blue.
I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell.
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
Right outside of Delacroix.
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind,
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew
Tangled up in blue.
She was workin' in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer,
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear.
And later on as the crowd thinned out
I's just about to do the same,
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, "Don't I know your name?"
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath,
S
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe,
Tangled up in blue.
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
"I thought you'd never say hello," she said
"You look like the silent type."
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
>From the thirteenth century.
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin' coal
Pourin' off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you,
Tangled up in blue.
I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs,
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air.
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died.
She had to sell everything sh
And froze up inside.
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn,
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew,
Tangled up in blue.
So now I'm goin' back again,
I got to get to her somehow.
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now.
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenter's wives.
Don't know how it all got started,
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives.
But me, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
We always did feel the same,
We just saw it from a different point of view,
Tangled up in blue.
Words and Music: Bob Dylan
Tim Hall: vocal, guitar
Tim Freedman: piano right side
Chris Abrahams: piano left side, Hammond organ
Michael Vidale: bass
Mike Richards: drums
(Paddy Moloney/Elvis Costello) I knew of two sisters whose name it was Christmas, And one was named Dawn of course, the other one was named Eve. I wonder if they grew up hating the season, The good will that lasts til the Feast of St. Stephen For that is the time to eat, drink, and be merry, Til the beer is all spilled and the whiskey has flowed. And the whole family tree you neglected to bury,
Tangled up in blue.
I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell.
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
Right outside of Delacroix.
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind,
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew
Tangled up in blue.
She was workin' in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer,
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear.
And later on as the crowd thinned out
I's just about to do the same,
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, "Don't I know your name?"
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath,
S
Mr. Connaughton Lyrics
Mr Connaughton my memory's long, though the years have flown Though the years have gone. Was your wife's name Marjorie or Mary? Were you from Cork or Tipperary? Mr Connaughton when we lived underneath Oh you said it was a lucky man had a gap between his teeth And for a while I had a gap too But it closed when my big teeth came through. Oh it closed when my big teeth came through. Mr Connaughton
he studied the lines on my face.Mr Connaughton my memory's long, though the years have flown Though the years have gone. Was your wife's name Marjorie or Mary? Were you from Cork or Tipperary? Mr Connaughton when we lived underneath Oh you said it was a lucky man had a gap between his teeth And for a while I had a gap too But it closed when my big teeth came through. Oh it closed when my big teeth came through. Mr Connaughton
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe,
Tangled up in blue.
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
"I thought you'd never say hello," she said
"You look like the silent type."
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
>From the thirteenth century.
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin' coal
Pourin' off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you,
Tangled up in blue.
I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs,
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air.
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died.
She had to sell everything sh
WAITING MAN Lyrics
I come back...come back you see my return my returning face is smiling smile of a waiting man... I be home soon soon soon soon cry on your shoulder your shoulder against my burning tears tears of a waiting man... one two three four one two three... I wait every moment I wait, wait for my chance I wait for my friend to say hello, you waiting man feel no fret feel no fret feel no fret yo
e ownedI come back...come back you see my return my returning face is smiling smile of a waiting man... I be home soon soon soon soon cry on your shoulder your shoulder against my burning tears tears of a waiting man... one two three four one two three... I wait every moment I wait, wait for my chance I wait for my friend to say hello, you waiting man feel no fret feel no fret feel no fret yo
And froze up inside.
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn,
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew,
Tangled up in blue.
So now I'm goin' back again,
I got to get to her somehow.
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now.
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenter's wives.
Don't know how it all got started,
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives.
But me, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
We always did feel the same,
We just saw it from a different point of view,
Tangled up in blue.
Words and Music: Bob Dylan
Tim Hall: vocal, guitar
Tim Freedman: piano right side
Chris Abrahams: piano left side, Hammond organ
Michael Vidale: bass
Mike Richards: drums
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