Bob Dylan
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Bob Dylan
Bob Dylanis an American singer-songwriter, artist and writer. He has been influential in popular music and culture for more than five decades. Much of his most celebrated work dates from the 1960s when his songs chronicled social unrest, although Dylan repudiated suggestions from journalists that he was a spokesman for his generation. Nevertheless, early songs such as "Blowin' in the Wind" and "The Times They Are a-Changin'" became anthems for the American civil rights and anti-war movements. After he left...
ProfessionFolk Singer
Date of Birth24 May 1941
CityDuluth, MN
There's a wall between you and what you want and you got to leap it.
...you could listen to Woody Guthrie songs and actually learn how to live ...
I was born a long way from where I belong and I am on my way home.
You swore you'd never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realise He's not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And say, do you want to make a deal How does it feel
Every day your memory grows dimmer - it doesn't haunt me like it did before.
Wasn't making any great connection Wasn't falling for any intricate scheme Nothing that would pass inspection Just thinking of a series of dreams
In writing songs, I've learned as much from Cezanne as I have from Woody Guthrie.
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you.
You can't be happy by doing something groovy.
I could stay with you forever and never realize the time.
And there's no one there to dry your tears. I could hold you for a million years. To make you feel my love.
You're gonna have to serve somebody.
Down the street the dogs are barking And the day is getting dark. As the night comes in a-falling, The dogs´ll lose their bark And the silent night will shatter From the sounds inside my mind, For I´m one to many mornings And a thousand miles behind. From the crossroads of my doorstep, My eyes they start to fade, As I turn my head back to the room Where my love and I have laid....
I've never written a political song. Songs can't save the world. I've gone through all that.