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Artist/Band: Bob Dylan
Lyrics for Song: Last Thoughts On Woodie Guthrie
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Bob Dylan



When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb

When you think you're too old, too young, too smart or too dumb

When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace

In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race

No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up

If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup



If the wind's got you sideways with one hand holdin' on

And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone

And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it

And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it

And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long

And you start walkin' backwards though you know its wrong

And lonesome comes up as down goes the day

And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away



And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin'

And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin'

And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys

Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys

And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a-pourin'

And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin'

And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin'

And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin'



And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm

And to yourself you sometimes say

"I never knew it was gonna be this way

Why didn't they tell me the day I was born?"



And you start gettin' chills and yer jumping from sweat

And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet

And yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air

And the whole world's a-watchin' with a window peek stare

And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying

And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin'



And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet

And you need it badly but it lays on the street

And yer bell's bangin' loudly but you can't hear it's beat

And you think yer ears might a been hurt

Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight-blindin' dirt

And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush

When you were faked out an' fooled white facing a four flush



And all the time you were holdin' three queens

And it's makin you mad, it's makin' you mean

Like in the middle of Life magazine

Bouncin' around a pinball machine



And there's something on yer mind you wanna be saying

That somebody someplace oughta be hearin'

But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head

And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed

And no matter how you try you just can't say it

And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it

And yer eyes get swimmy from the tears in yer head

And yer pillows of feathers turn to blankets of lead



And the lion's mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth

And his jaws start closin with you underneath

And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind

And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign

And you say to yourself, "Just what am I doin'

On this road I'm walkin', on this trail I'm turnin'

On this curve I'm hanging

On this pathway I'm strolling, in the space I'm taking

In this air I'm inhaling?



Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard?

Why am I walking, where am I running?

What am I saying, what am I knowing?

On this guitar I'm playing, on this banjo I'm frailin'

On this mandolin I'm strummin', in the song I'm singin'

In the tune I'm hummin', in the words I'm thinkin'

In the words that I'm writing



In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin'

Who am I helping, what am I breaking?

What am I giving, what am I taking?

But you try with your whole soul best

Never to think these thoughts and never to let

Them kind of thoughts gain ground

Or make yer heart pound

But then again you know why they're around

Just waiting for a chance to slip and drop down



"Cause sometimes you hear'em when the night times comes creeping

And you fear that they might catch you a-sleeping

And you jump from yer bed, from yer last chapter of dreamin'

And you can't remember for the best of yer thinking

If that was you in the dream that was screaming

And you know that it's something special you're needin'

And you know that there's no drug that'll do for the healin'

And no liquor in the land to stop yer brain from bleeding



You need something special, you need something special, all right

You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track

To shoot you someplace and shoot you back

You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler

That's been banging and booming and blowing forever

That knows yer troubles a hundred times over



You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race

That won't laugh at yer looks, your voice or your face

And by any number of bets in the book

Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze

You need something to open up a new door

To show you something you seen before

But overlooked a hundred times or more

You need something to open your eyes



You need something to make it known

That it's you and no one else that owns

That spot that yer standing

That space that you're sitting

That the world ain't got you beat

That it ain't got you licked

It can't get you crazy no matter how many

Times you might get kicked



You need something special all right

You need something special to give you hope

But hope's just a word that maybe you said or maybe you heard

On some windy corner 'round a wide-angled curve

But that's what you need man, and you need it bad

And yer trouble is you know it too good

"Cause you look an' you start getting the chills

"Cause you can't find it on a dollar bill



And it ain't on Macy's window sill

And it ain't on no rich kid's road map

And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house

And it ain't made in no Hollywood wheat germ

And it ain't on that dimlit stage

With that half-wit comedian on it

Ranting and raving and taking yer money

And you thinks it's funny



No you can't find it in no night club or no yacht club

And it ain't in the seats of a supper club

And sure as hell you're bound to tell that no matter how hard you rub

You just ain't a-gonna find it on yer ticket stub

No, and it ain't in the rumors people're tellin' you

And it ain't in the pimple-lotion people are sellin' you

And it ain't in no cardboard-box house

Or down any movie star's blouse



And you can't find it on the golf course

And Uncle Remus can't tell you and neither can Santa Claus

And it ain't in the cream puff hair-do or cotton candy clothes

And it ain't in the dime store dummies or bubblegum goons

And it ain't in the marshmallow noises of the chocolate cake voices

That come knockin' and tappin' in Christmas wrappin'



Sayin' "Ain't I pretty and ain't I cute?

Look at my skin

Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow

Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry"

When you can't even sense if they got any insides

These people so pretty in their ribbons and bows

No you'll not now or no other day

Find it on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache?

And inside it the people made of molasses

That every other day buy a new pair of sunglasses



And it ain't in the fifty-star generals and flipped-out phonies

Who'd turn yuh in for a tenth of a penny

Who breathe and burp and bend and crack

And before you can count from one to ten

Do it all over again but this time behind yer back, my friend

The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl

And play games with each other in their sand-box world



And you can't find it either in the no-talent fools

That run around gallant and make all rules for the ones that got talent

And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think they do

And think they're foolin' you

The ones who jump on the wagon

Just for a while 'cause they know it's in style

To get their kicks, get out of it quick

And make all kinds of rnoney and chicks



And you yell to yourself and you throw down yer hat

Sayin', "Christ do I gotta be like that!

Ain't there no one here that knows where I'm at?

Ain't there no one here that knows how I feel?

Good God Almighty that stuff ain't real!



No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race

You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face

You gotta look some other place

And where do you look for this hope that yer seekin'?

Where do you look for this lamp that's a-burnin'?

Where do you look for this oil well gushin'?

Where do you look for this candle that's glowin'?

Where do you look for this hope that you know is there

And out there somewhere

And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads?



Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows

Your nose can only smell two kinds of hallways

You can touch and twist and turn two kinds of doorknobs

You can either go to the church of your choice

Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital

You'll find God in the church of your choice

You'll find Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital



And though it's only my opinion

I may be right or wrong

You'll find them both

In the Grand Canyon at sundown


Album Lyrics: Other Songs - Bob Dylan


Bob Dylan
"Other Songs - Bob Dylan"


1. Billy 1
2. Cold Irons Bound
3. Cross The Green Mountain
4. Emotionally Yours
5. Every Grain Of Sand
6. Froggie Went A Courtin'
7. Highlands
8. I Wanna Be Your Lover
9. Knockin' On Heaven's Door
10. Little Maggie
11. Love Sick
12. Make You Feel My Love
13. Million Miles
14. Most Of The Time
15. Not Dark Yet
16. Rainy Day Woman
17. Ring Them Bells
18. Shooting Star
19. Silvo
20. Standing In The Doorway
21. The Ugliest Girl In The World
22. Things Have Changed
23. Trying To Get To Heaven
24. Wallflower
25. 'Til I Fell In Love With You
26. A Fool Such As I
27. A Satisfied Mind
28. Abandoned Love Lyrics
29. Ain't Gonna Grieve
30. Ain't No Man Righteous (No Not One)
31. Ain't No More Cane
32. All Over You Lyrics
33. Baby, I'm In The Mood For You
34. Belle Isle
35. Bessie Smith
36. Billy (Main Title Theme) Lyrics
37. Blackjack Davey
38. Born In Time (Live Version)
39. Born In Time (Live Version) Lyrics
40. Born In Time Lyrics
41. Bound To Lose, Bound To Win
42. Bunkhouse Theme
43. Bye And Bye
44. California
45. Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window?
46. Canadee-I-O
47. Cantina Theme
48. Clothes Line Saga
49. Cocaine Blues Lyrics
50. Crash On The Levee (Down In The Flood)
51. Cry Awhile
52. Do Right To Me Baby (Do Unto Others)
54. Early Morning Rain
55. Endless Highway Lyrics
56. Eternal Circle
57. Eve Of Destruction
58. Final Theme
59. Floater
60. Folsom Prison Blues
61. Frankie & Albert
62. George Jackson
63. Guess I'm Doing Fine
64. Gypsy Lou
65. Highwater - For Charlie Patton
66. Honest With Me
67. Huck's Tune
68. I Was Young When I Left Home
69. I'd Hate To Be You On That Dreadful Day
70. I'm A Rambler And A Gambler
71. I'm Not There
72. If You Gotta Go, Go Now Lyrics
73. Katie's Been Gone
74. Last Thoughts On Woodie Guthrie
75. Life Is Hard
76. Lily Of The West
77. Lonesome Day Blues
78. Long Ago, Far Away
79. Long Time Gone (1962)
80. Mama, You Been On My Mind
81. Moonlight
82. Moonshiner
83. My Blue Eyed Jane
84. Nashville Skyline Rag
85. Neighborhood Bully
86. Night After Night
87. No More Auction Block Lyrics
88. Nobody 'cept You
90. Only A Hobo Lyrics
91. Orange Juice Blues (Blues For Breakfast)
92. Please Mrs. Henry
93. Po' Boy
94. Quit Your Low Down Ways
95. Ragged & Dirty
96. Rambling, Gambling Willie
98. Ring Of Fire
99. Rita May
100. River Theme Lyrics
101. Ruben Remus
102. Santa Fe Lyrics
103. Santa Fe Original
104. See That My Grave Kept Clean
105. Seven Curses
106. Seven Days Lyrics
107. She's No Good
108. Silver Bells
109. Sitting On A Barbed - Wire Fence
110. Someone's Got A Hold Of My Heart Lyrics
111. Stack - A - Lee
112. Stage Fright Lyrics
113. Sugar Baby
114. Summer Days
115. Suze
116. Talkin Hava Negeilah Blues Lyrics
117. Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues Lyrics
118. Tell Me Lyrics
119. Tell Me, Momma Lyrics
120. Tell Ol' Bill
121. The Ballad Of Ira Hayes
122. The Mighty Quinn (Quinn The Eskimo)
123. This Land Is Your Land
124. Thunder On The Mountain
125. Tomorrow Is A Long Time
126. Tweedle Dee And Tweedle Dum
127. Up To Me Lyrics
127. Utopia Underwater
127. Walls Of Red Wing Lyrics
127. Went To Se The Gypsy
127. What Good Am I ?
127. Whatcha Gonna Do?
127. When I've Got Troubles
127. Who Killed Davey Moore?
127. Wigwam
127. Woogie Boogie
127. Worried Blues Lyrics
127. Yazoo Street Scandal
127. You Changed My Life Lyrics
127. Your Wanna Ramble
127. Baby Please Dont Go
127. Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window
127. I Still Miss Someone [Studio Outtake]
127. Mojo Hand
127. What Good Am I
127. Whatcha Gonna Do
127. Who Killed Davey Moore
127. Crawling King Snake
127. Rocks And Gravel
127. Wildwood Flower
127. You Will Need Me
127. You Win Again
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