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100 Songs
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100 Songs

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“Dylan remains the rare singer whose work is worth reading on the page. His words are consistently funny, alive to the sound of language, and of course appealingly cryptic.” —The New York Times Book Review

A new collection of Bob Dylan’s most essential lyrics—one hundred songs that represent the Nobel Laureate’s incredible range through the entirety of his career so far.

Bob Dylan is one of the most important cultural figures of our time, and the first American musician in history to win the Nobel Prize for Literature. 100 Songs is an intimate and carefully curated collection of his most important lyrics that spans from the beginning of his career through the present day. Perfect for students who may be new to Dylan’s work as well as longtime fans, this portable, abridged volume of these singular lyrics explores the depth, breadth, and magnitude of one of the world’s most enduring bodies of work.
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Release dateOct 31, 2017
ISBN9781501173370
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Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan has released thirty-nine studio albums, which collectively have sold over 125 million copies around the world. He won the Nobel Prize in Literature and has been awarded the French Legion of Honor, a Pulitzer Prize Special Citation, and the Presidential Medal of Freedom, the country’s highest civilian honor. His memoir, Chronicles: Volume One, spent a year on the New York Times bestseller list.

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    100 Songs - Bob Dylan

    BLOWIN’ IN THE WIND

    How many roads must a man walk down

    Before you call him a man?

    Yes, ’n’ how many seas must a white dove sail

    Before she sleeps in the sand?

    Yes, ’n’ how many times must the cannonballs fly

    Before they’re forever banned?

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

    The answer is blowin’ in the wind

    How many years can a mountain exist

    Before it’s washed to the sea?

    Yes, ’n’ how many years can some people exist

    Before they’re allowed to be free?

    Yes, ’n’ 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

    How many times must a man look up

    Before he can see the sky?

    Yes, ’n’ how many ears must one man have

    Before he can hear people cry?

    Yes, ’n’ 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

    GIRL OF THE NORTH COUNTRY

    Well, if you’re travelin’ in the north country fair

    Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline

    Remember me to one who lives there

    She once was a true love of mine

    Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm

    When the rivers freeze and summer ends

    Please see if she’s wearing a coat so warm

    To keep her from the howlin’ winds

    Please see for me if her hair hangs long

    If it rolls and flows all down her breast

    Please see for me if her hair hangs long

    That’s the way I remember her best

    I’m a-wonderin’ if she remembers me at all

    Many times I’ve often prayed

    In the darkness of my night

    In the brightness of my day

    So if you’re travelin’ in the north country fair

    Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline

    Remember me to one who lives there

    She once was a true love of mine

    MASTERS OF WAR

    Come you masters of war

    You that build all the guns

    You that build the death planes

    You that build the big bombs

    You that hide behind walls

    You that hide behind desks

    I just want you to know

    I can see through your masks

    You that never done nothin’

    But build to destroy

    You play with my world

    Like it’s your little toy

    You put a gun in my hand

    And you hide from my eyes

    And you turn and run farther

    When the fast bullets fly

    Like Judas of old

    You lie and deceive

    A world war can be won

    You want me to believe

    But I see through your eyes

    And I see through your brain

    Like I see through the water

    That runs down my drain

    You fasten the triggers

    For the others to fire

    Then you set back and watch

    When the death count gets higher

    You hide in your mansion

    As young people’s blood

    Flows out of their bodies

    And is buried in the mud

    You’ve thrown the worst fear

    That can ever be hurled

    Fear to bring children

    Into the world

    For threatening my baby

    Unborn and unnamed

    You ain’t worth the blood

    That runs in your veins

    How much do I know

    To talk out of turn

    You might say that I’m young

    You might say I’m unlearned

    But there’s one thing I know

    Though I’m younger than you

    Even Jesus would never

    Forgive what you do

    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

    And I hope that you die

    And your death’ll come soon

    I will follow your casket

    In the pale afternoon

    And I’ll watch while you’re lowered

    Down to your deathbed

    And I’ll stand o’er your grave

    ’Til I’m sure that you’re dead

    A HARD RAIN’S A-GONNA FALL

    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’II 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

    DON’T THINK TWICE, IT’S ALL RIGHT

    It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe

    It don’t matter, anyhow

    An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe

    If you don’t know by now

    When your rooster crows at the break of dawn

    Look out your window and I’ll be gone

    You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on

    Don’t think twice, it’s all right

    It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe

    That light I never knowed

    An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe

    I’m on the dark side of the road

    Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say

    To try and make me change my mind and stay

    We never did too much talkin’ anyway

    So don’t think twice, it’s all right

    It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal

    Like you never did before

    It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal

    I can’t hear you anymore

    I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road

    I once loved a woman, a child I’m told

    I give her my heart but she wanted my soul

    But don’t think twice, it’s all right

    I’m walkin’ down that long, lonesome road, babe

    Where I’m bound, I can’t tell

    But goodbye’s too good a word, gal

    So I’ll just say fare thee well

    I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind

    You could have done better but I don’t mind

    You just kinda wasted my precious time

    But don’t think twice, it’s all right

    THE TIMES THEY ARE A-CHANGIN’

    Come gather ’round people

    Wherever you roam

    And admit that the waters

    Around you have grown

    And accept it that soon

    You’ll be drenched to the bone

    If your time to you is worth savin’

    Then you better start swimmin’ or you’ll sink like a stone

    For the times they are a-changin’

    Come writers and critics

    Who prophesize with your pen

    And keep your eyes wide

    The chance won’t come again

    And don’t speak too soon

    For the wheel’s still in spin

    And there’s no tellin’ who that it’s namin’

    For the loser now will be later to win

    For the times they are a-changin’

    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 your walls

    For the times they are a-changin’

    Come mothers and fathers

    Throughout the land

    And don’t criticize

    What you can’t understand

    Your sons and your daughters

    Are beyond your command

    Your old road is rapidly agin’

    Please get out of the new one if you can’t lend your hand

    For the times they are a-changin’

    The line it is drawn

    The curse it is cast

    The slow one now

    Will later be fast

    As the present now

    Will later be past

    The order is rapidly fadin’

    And the first one now will later be last

    For the times they are a-changin’

    BALLAD OF HOLLIS BROWN

    Hollis Brown

    He lived on the outside of town

    Hollis Brown

    He lived on the outside of town

    With his wife and five children

    And his cabin fallin’ down

    You looked for work and money

    And you walked a rugged mile

    You looked for work and money

    And you walked a rugged mile

    Your children are so hungry

    That they don’t know how to smile

    Your baby’s eyes look crazy

    They’re a-tuggin’ at your sleeve

    Your baby’s eyes look crazy

    They’re a-tuggin’ at your sleeve

    You walk the

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