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Monday, June 25. 2012

Monday free ad for Bob: "She ain't no angel, and neither am I."

..."I'll say this, I don't give a damn about your dreams."


Thunder on the Mountain. How good is this? A masterpiece, in my opinion. The punch of the lyrics and the punch of the tune, plus the way the more recent Bob records sound under-produced. "I got the pork chops, she got the pie, she ain't no angel and neither am I..."


Lyrics here.


 


Posted by Bird Dog at 16:49 | Comments (5) | Trackbacks (0)

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Yup. I can't decide which I like better: Thunder on the Mountain, or Someday Baby (about a relationship that's breaking up, one way or the other):

Well, I don't want to brag, but I'm gonna wring your neck
When all else fails I'll make it a matter of self respect

Chorus
Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry about me any more

h/t elyrics.net
#1 Steve in CT on 2012-06-25 18:53 (Reply)
sounds a touch like leon redbone.
#2 ns on 2012-06-25 21:34 (Reply)
thoughtful music with a twist of fun & irony
not easy to find these dayz (even from 2006)
does it have that assembly line touch like Chaplin's film?
#3 Westoakland on 2012-06-26 05:50 (Reply)
I absolute LOVE this song! Those same lines jumped out at me too and are stuck in my memory.

I have it on thick audiophile vinyl and I must say, it really has an infectous beat.

So glad that someone else recognizes its quality.
#4 Whitehall on 2012-06-26 13:37 (Reply)
I can't stand Bob Dylan, and once more I'm reminded why. Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee :-(
#5 Larry Geiger on 2012-06-26 15:45 (Reply)

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