Sunday, October 16, 2016

Bob Dylan Wins Nobel Prize In Literature

It was announced Bob Dylan won the prestigious Swedish  Nobel Prize in Literature for having created new poetic expressions within the great American song tradition.  The Nobel Foundation thought Dylan deserved the honor because of his choice of words, which turned him into an icon. His work became popular for human rights in the turbulent 1960's and his ideas of revealing the human condition span six decades of potent lyrics.   The last American who won the prize was Toni Morrison in 1993.  It was the first musician who ever received the award making the win even more extraordinary.   Bob Dylan said his lyrics to his songs painted pictures.   

Blowin In the Wind by Bob Dylan  It shows the ability to question everything around you.
How many roads must 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, and 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 and how many years can a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea?

Yes,  and how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?

Yes, and how many times can  a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see?

The answer, my  friend, is blowin in the wind
The answer is blowin in the wind.

Yes, and how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?

Yes, and how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, and how many  deaths will it take til he knows
That too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind
The answer is blowin in the wind.

If You See Her Say Hello by Bob Dylan

I see a lot of people
As I make the rounds
And I hear her name here and there
As I go from town to town
And I've never gotten used to it
I've just learned to turn it off
Either I'm too sensitive
Or else I'm getting soft.

The Times They are a Changin by Bob Dylan

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway

Don't block up the hall

For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle you walls
For the times they are a changin

By Bob Dylan
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could?
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money  you made
Will never buy back your soul

Mr. Tambourine Man by Bob Dylan
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,

Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Gotta Serve Somebody by Bob Dylan  Written after he saw Jesus in a hotel room.
You may be an ambassador to England or France

You may like to gamble, you might like to dance
You may be the heayweight champion of the world
You may be a socialite with long string of pearls

But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes
Indeed you're gonna have to serve somebody
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody

You might be a rock n roll addict prancing on the stage
You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage
You may be a business man or some high degree thief
They may call you doctor or they may call you chief

But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes you are
You're gonna have to serve somebody
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're...

Slow Train by Bob Dylan
Sometimes I feel so low down and disgusted
Can't help but wonder what's happen-in to my companions
Are they lost or are they found?
Have they counted the cost it'll take to bring down
All their earthly principles they're gonna have to abandon?
There's a slow, slow train comin up around the bend

I had a woman down in Alabama
She was a backwoods girl but she sure was realistic
She said, "Boy, without a doubt, have to quit your mess and straighten out
You could die down here, be just another accident statistic
There's a slow, slow train comin up around the bend

Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more
You can't rely no more to be standing around waiting
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turning  over in his grave
Fools glorifying themselves, trying to manipulate Satan
And there's slow, slow train coming up around the bend.

Big time negotiators, false healers and woman haters
Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition
But the enemy I see wars a cloak of decency
All non-believers and men stealers talking in the name of religion
And there's slow, there's slow train coming up around the bend.
People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting
Oh, you know it costs more to store the food than it do to give it
They say loose your inhibitions, follow your own ambitions
They talk about life of brotherly love, show me someone who knows how to live it
There's slowl slow train coming around the bend.

Well, my baby went to Illinois with some bad talking boy she could destroy
but there was nothing I could do to stop it
I don't care about economy, I don't care about astronomy
But it's sure do bother me to see my loved ones turning into puppets
There's slow, slow train coming up around the ben.

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