This is an utterly staggering song, and it deserves much more in terms of attention than these few versions. The instrumental verse however is perfect – brilliant thought out and executed even though the recording is a little rough.įinally this is the version you’ll know from the soundtrack. I wonder why the guys didn’t hear that this opening needs a much stronger solo male vocal if you are going to try it. I don’t think the opening works, but it improves… do stay with it – after 40 seconds they get going. He even gets the breathing right, and certainly holds my attention.Īnd one more.
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This version I really like – I don’t know who this guy is, but full credit to him for taking this very difficult song on. I’ve been told like I said one night before “Carry on the crying”Īnd the old gypsy told her, like I said, “Carry on,” Yes, I believe that it’s rightful oh, I believe it in my mind It’s alone, it’s a crime the way she hauls me aroundīut she don’t fall to hate me but tears are gone a painted clown. It’s so bad, for so few see, but she’s a heart too hard to need Well, it’s too hard to stay here and I don’t want to leave She’s a lone, forsaken beauty and I don’t trust anyoneĪnd I wish I was beside her but I’m not there, I’m gone. Yeah, she’s gone like the radio, the shining yesterdayīut now she’s home beside me and I’d like her here to stay I don’t need anybody now beside me to tellĪnd it’s all affirmation I receive but it’s notīut she don’t like this spot and she’ gone. Well it’s all about diffusion and I cry for her veil Now when I’ll teach that lady I was born to love herīut she knows that the kingdom waits so high above herĪnd I run but I race but it’s not too fast or stillīut I don’t perceive her, I’m not there, I’m gone. It don’t have consternation she’s my all, fare thee well. It’s so long, she’s forsaken by her faith, (where’s to tell?) Now I’ll cry tonight like I cried the night beforeĪnd I’m leased on the highway but I still dream about the door She’s the way, forsaken beauty for she’s mine, for the oneĪnd I lost her hesitation by temptation lest it runsīut she don’t honour me but I’m not there, I’m gone. Heaven knows that the answer she not calling no one When I’m there she’s all right, but then she’s not, when I’m gone. She’s a lone hearted mystic and she can’t carry on She’s my Christ-forsaken-angel but she don’t hear me cry No, I don’t belong to her, I don’t belong to anybody I believe that she’d look upon the side that used to careĪnd I’d go by the Lord anywhere she’s on my way I believe that she’d stop him if she would start to care It’s a milestone but she’s down on her luckĪnd she’s daily salooning about to make a hard earned buck In my neighbourhood she cries both day and night We have published the lyrics before, and looking at them again I am correcting them here Thing’s are all right and she’s all too tight Nothing adds to Dylan in this case, although I’ve had a go myself out of desperation to give the world another version of this masterpiece.
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Which is really the reverse of the whole point of this series – what I am normally trying to comment on are the covers that ADD something to Dylan. Which is a masterpiece of an ending given all that was said before.Īnyway, I’ve rambled on about this utter masterpiece elsewhere on this site, and there’s not much I can add to that – except to note that this original by Dylan is far better than the cover version that turned up in the movie. I wish I was there to help her but I’m not there, I’m gone. They still sound to me as if they are improvised as Bob sings, but if that is the case how on earth did he manage to take it all the way to And the old gypsy told her, like I said, “Carry on,” The best version we have is this one (it starts with some filming that is nothing to do with the song, so if you are of an impatient disposition, you might want to pop along to around the 25 second mark.Īnd if you care to follow the lyrics, they are below.
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