Bob Dylan
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 eyes behind the mirrors in empty places.
City's just a jungle; more games to play Trapped in the heart of it, tryin' to get away I was raised in the country, I been workin' in the town I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down
There's been rumors of war and wars that have been The meaning of life has been lost in the wind And some people thinkin' that the end is close by 'Stead of learnin' to live they are learnin' to die
The battle outside raging will soon shake your windows and rattle your walls.
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children.
Too much of nothing can turn a man into a liar. It can cause one man to sleep on nails and another to eat fire.
When the deeds that you do don't add up to zero.
The warrior who's strength is not to fight.
Never make it perfect.
There's a whole lot of people in trouble tonight From the disease of conceit Whole lot of people seeing double tonight From the disease of conceit Give ya delusions of grandeur And a evil eye Give you the idea that You're too good to die Then they bury you from your head to your feet From the disease of conceit
Well, I sing by night, wander by day. I'm on the road and it looks like I'm here to stay.
If you don't have to write songs, why write them? I've got enough where I don't really feel the urge to write anything additional.
There doesn't seem to be any tomorrow. Every time I wake up, no matter in what position, it's always been today.
Oh, the inmates and the prisoners I found they were my kind And it was there inside the bars I found my peace of mind But the jails they were too crowded Institutions overflowed So they turned me loose to walk upon Life's hurried tangled road