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
You got men who can't hold peace and women who can't control their tongues. The rich seduce the poor, and the old seduce the young.
The rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame, preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain.
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, my toes to numb to step, wait only for my boot heels to be wandering.
Mama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes. Daddy's in the alley, he's looking for food.
Michelangelo indeed could have carved out your features.
She takes your voice and leaves you howling at the moon.
I'm looking for a woman who's head is mixed up like mine.
You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies. One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes.
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
For whose sake did you live, for whose sake did you die? Forgive me, baby, for what I didn't do.
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship.
Broken bottles, broken plates, broken switches, broken gates. Broken dishes, broken parts, streets are filled with broken hearts.
I was lingering out on the pavement. There was a missing person inside of myself and I needed to find him . . . I felt done for, an empty burned-out wreck . . . Wherever I am, I'm a '60s troubadour, a folk-rock relic, a wordsmith from bygone days, a fictitious head of state from a place nobody knows.
If ever asked to look at yourself, don't.