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Song to Bob
Contributed by
bobbyzimmerman
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Thursday, 21st September 2006 @ 09:55:10 PM in AEST
Topic:
Tributes
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Im standing here all alone with my mind
Am I enlightened or am I just blind
Im seeing a new world of people and things
I loathe ignorance and the comfort it brings
Hey, hey Bobby Dylan, your eyes open wide
The clothes on your back and youre hitching a ride
Leaving Duluth and seeing this great land
The voice of a youth that you dont understand
Hey, hey Bobby Dylan, I know that you would
Say that fans and critics they misunderstood
They called you the voice of a generation
Caused you and your family mass devastation
A folkie, a hippy, a commie, a bum,
Labels pinned on you by a publics venom,
To describe you in line, I dont think I can
But Ill try simply saying youre a good family man
But I think Bobby Dylan, you still fail to see,
How youve inspired such people as me,
You say Woody Guthrie made you see anew,
What you felt about him, I feel about you.
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bobbyzimmerman
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2006-09-21 21:55:10]
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Re: Song to Bob
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by deadheadpoet on
Thursday, 21st September 2006 @ 11:18:05 PM AEST
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Nice write, man. I've had the pleasure of seeing Bob a few times. He never disappoints me. Saw him on the Phil and friends tour...great friggen show. I love seeing interviews of him when he was really young...so cute....so naive. He couldn't understand why all the hype over him. What a guy. On my list of favorite writers.
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Re: Song to Bob
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by Spike on
Friday, 22nd September 2006 @ 08:10:17 PM AEST
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Unfettered, glowing tribute poetry to an man who was also a poet and outsider. Robert Z did have a couple bad habits, (apart from smoking and scowling) - one was "borrowing" books and records from people and never returning them (see the doco No Direction Home) and occasionally taking anonymous old poems and turning them into lyrics (A Hard Rain`s A-Gonna Fall) without referencing. Still, a seminal figure in 20th century music and an modern day icon. Nice one.
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