《Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie(Live)》歌词

歌曲： Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie(Live)

所属专辑：The Bootleg Series Volumes 1-3 (Rare And Unreleased) 1961-1991 (Display Box)

歌手： Bob Dylan

时长： 07:07

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When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb[00:07:07]

When you think you're too old too young too smart or too dumb[00:07:07]

When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace[00:07:07]

In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race[00:07:07]

No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up[00:07:07]

If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup[00:07:07]

If the wind's got you sideways with with one hand holdin' on[00:07:07]

And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone[00:07:07]

And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it[00:07:07]

And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it[00:07:07]

And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long[00:07:07]

And you start walkin' backwards though you know its wrong[00:07:07]

And lonesome comes up as down goes the day[00:07:07]

And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away[00:07:07]

And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin'[00:07:07]

And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin'[00:07:07]

And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys[00:07:07]

Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys[00:07:07]

And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a-pourin'[00:07:07]

And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin'[00:07:07]

And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin'[00:07:07]

And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin'[00:07:07]

And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm[00:07:07]

And to yourself you sometimes say[00:07:07]

'I never knew it was gonna be this way[00:07:07]

Why didn't they tell me the day I was born[00:07:07]

And you start gettin' chills and yer jumping from sweat[00:07:07]

And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet[00:07:07]

And yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air[00:07:07]

And the whole world's a-watchin' with a window peek stare[00:07:07]

And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying[00:07:07]

And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin'[00:07:07]

And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet[00:07:07]

And you need it badly but it lays on the street[00:07:07]

And yer bell's bangin' loudly but you can't hear its beat[00:07:07]

And you think yer ears might a been hurt[00:07:07]

Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight-blindin' dirt[00:07:07]

And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush[00:07:07]

When you were faked out an' fooled white facing a four flush[00:07:07]

And all the time you were holdin' three queens[00:07:07]

And it's makin you mad it's makin' you mean[00:07:07]

Like in the middle of Life magazine[00:07:07]

Bouncin' around a pinball machine[00:07:07]

And there's something on yer mind you wanna be saying[00:07:07]

That somebody someplace oughta be hearin'[00:07:07]

But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head[00:07:07]

And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed[00:07:07]

And no matter how you try you just can't say it[00:07:07]

And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it[00:07:07]

And yer eyes get swimmy from the tears in yer head[00:07:07]

And yer pillows of feathers turn to blankets of lead[00:07:07]

And the lion's mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth[00:07:07]

And his jaws start closin with you underneath[00:07:07]

And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind[00:07:07]

And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign[00:07:07]

And you say to yourself just what am I doin'[00:07:07]

On this road I'm walkin' on this trail I'm turnin'[00:07:07]

On this curve I'm hanging[00:07:07]

On this pathway I'm strolling in the space I'm taking[00:07:07]

In this air I'm inhaling[00:07:07]

Am I mixed up too much am I mixed up too hard[00:07:07]

Why am I walking where am I running[00:07:07]

What am I saying what am I knowing[00:07:07]

On this guitar I'm playing on this banjo I'm frailin'[00:07:07]

On this mandolin I'm strummin' in the song I'm singin'[00:07:07]

In the tune I'm hummin' in the words I'm writin'[00:07:07]

In the words that I'm thinkin'[00:07:07]

In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin'[00:07:07]

Who am I helping what am I breaking[00:07:07]

What am I giving what am I taking[00:07:07]

But you try with your whole soul best[00:07:07]

Never to think these thoughts and never to let[00:07:07]

Them kind of thoughts gain ground[00:07:07]

Or make yer heart pound[00:07:07]

But then again you know why they're around[00:07:07]

Just waiting for a chance to slip and drop down[00:07:07]

'Cause sometimes you hear'em when the night times comes creeping[00:07:07]

And you fear that they might catch you a-sleeping[00:07:07]

And you jump from yer bed from yer last chapter of dreamin'[00:07:07]

And you can't remember for the best of yer thinking[00:07:07]

If that was you in the dream that was screaming[00:07:07]

And you know that it's something special you're needin'[00:07:07]

And you know that there's no d**g that'll do for the healin'[00:07:07]

And no liquor in the land to stop yer brain from bleeding[00:07:07]

And you need something special[00:07:07]

Yeah you need something special all right[00:07:07]

You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track[00:07:07]

To shoot you someplace and shoot you back[00:07:07]

You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler[00:07:07]

That's been banging and booming and blowing forever[00:07:07]

That knows yer troubles a hundred times over[00:07:07]

You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race[00:07:07]

That won't laugh at yer looks[00:07:07]

Your voice or your face[00:07:07]

And by any number of bets in the book[00:07:07]

Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze[00:07:07]

You need something to open up a new door[00:07:07]

To show you something you seen before[00:07:07]

But overlooked a hundred times or more[00:07:07]

You need something to open your eyes[00:07:07]

You need something to make it known[00:07:07]

That it's you and no one else that owns[00:07:07]

That spot that yer standing that space that you're sitting[00:07:07]

That the world ain't got you beat[00:07:07]

That it ain't got you licked[00:07:07]

It can't get you crazy no matter how many[00:07:07]

Times you might get kicked[00:07:07]

You need something special all right[00:07:07]

You need something special to give you hope[00:07:07]

But hope's just a word[00:07:07]

That maybe you said or maybe you heard[00:07:07]

On some windy corner 'round a wide-angled curve[00:07:07]

But that's what you need man and you need it bad[00:07:07]

And yer trouble is you know it too good[00:07:07]

'Cause you look an' you start getting the chills[00:07:07]

'Cause you can't find it on a dollar bill[00:07:07]

And it ain't on Macy's window sill[00:07:07]

And it ain't on no rich kid's road map[00:07:07]

And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house[00:07:07]

And it ain't made in no Hollywood wheat germ[00:07:07]

And it ain't on that dimlit stage[00:07:07]

With that half-wit comedian on it[00:07:07]

Ranting and raving and taking yer money[00:07:07]

And you thinks it's funny[00:07:07]

No you can't find it in no night club or no yacht club[00:07:07]

And it ain't in the seats of a supper club[00:07:07]

And sure as hell you're bound to tell[00:07:07]

That no matter how hard you rub[00:07:07]

You just ain't a-gonna find it on yer ticket stub[00:07:07]

No and it ain't in the rumors people're tellin' you[00:07:07]

And it ain't in the pimple-lotion people are sellin' you[00:07:07]

And it ain't in no cardboard-box house[00:07:07]

Or down any movie star's blouse[00:07:07]

And you can't find it on the golf course[00:07:07]

And Uncle Remus can't tell you and neither can Santa Claus[00:07:07]

And it ain't in the cream puff hair-do or cotton candy clothes[00:07:07]

And it ain't in the dime store dummies or bubblegum goons[00:07:07]

And it ain't in the marshmallow noises of the chocolate cake voices[00:07:07]

That come knockin' and tappin' in Christmas wrappin'[00:07:07]

Sayin' ain't I pretty and ain't I cute and look at my skin[00:07:07]

Look at my skin shine look at my skin glow[00:07:07]

Look at my skin laugh look at my skin cry[00:07:07]

When you can't even sense if they got any insides[00:07:07]

These people so pretty in their ribbons and bows[00:07:07]

No you'll not now or no other day[00:07:07]

Find it on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache[00:07:07]

BR> And inside it the people made of molasses[00:07:07]

That every other day buy a new pair of sunglasses[00:07:07]

And it ain't in the fifty-star generals and flipped-out phonies[00:07:07]

Who'd turn yuh in for a tenth of a penny[00:07:07]

Who breathe and burp and bend and crack[00:07:07]

And before you can count from one to ten[00:07:07]

Do it all over again but this time behind yer back[00:07:07]

My friend[00:07:07]

The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl[00:07:07]

And play games with each other in their sand-box world[00:07:07]

And you can't find it either in the no-talent fools[00:07:07]

That run around gallant[00:07:07]

And make all rules for the ones that got talent[00:07:07]

And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think they do[00:07:07]

And think they're foolin' you[00:07:07]

The ones who jump on the wagon[00:07:07]

Just for a while 'cause they know it's in style[00:07:07]

To get their kicks get out of it quick[00:07:07]

And make all kinds of rnoney and chicks[00:07:07]

And you yell to yourself and you throw down yer hat[00:07:07]

Sayin' Christ do I gotta be like that[00:07:07]

Ain't there no one here that knows where I'm at[00:07:07]

Ain't there no one here that knows how I feel[00:07:07]

Good God Almighty[00:07:07]

THAT STUFF AIN'T REAL[00:07:07]

No but that ain't yer game it ain't even yer race[00:07:07]

You can't hear yer name you can't see yer face[00:07:07]

You gotta look some other place[00:07:07]

And where do you look for this hope that yer seekin'[00:07:07]

Where do you look for this lamp that's a-burnin'[00:07:07]

Where do you look for this oil well gushin'[00:07:07]

Where do you look for this candle that's glowin'[00:07:07]

Where do you look for this hope that you know is there[00:07:07]

And out there somewhere[00:07:07]

And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads[00:07:07]

Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows[00:07:07]

Your nose can only smell two kinds of hallways[00:07:07]

You can touch and twist[00:07:07]

And turn two kinds of doorknobs[00:07:07]

You can either go to the church of your choice[00:07:07]

Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital[00:07:07]

You'll find God in the church of your choice[00:07:07]

You'll find Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital[00:07:07]

And though it's only my opinion[00:07:07]

I may be right or wrong[00:07:07]

You'll find them both[00:07:07]

In the Grand Canyon[00:07:07]

At sundown[00:07:07]