Sitting On A Barbed - Wire Fence
Bob Dylan · Other Songs - Bob Dylan
I paid one thousand two hundred twenty-seven dollars and fifty-five cents
See my hound dog bite a rabbit
And my football's sittin' on a barbed-wire fence
Well, my temperature rises and my feet don't walk so fast
Yes, my temperature rises and my feet don't walk so fast
Well, this Arabian doctor came in, gave me a shot
But wouldn't tell me if what I had would last
Well, this woman I've got, she's filling me with her drive
Yes, this woman I've got, she's thrillin' me with her hive
She's calling me Stan
Or else she calls me Mister Clive
Of course, you're gonna think this song is a riff
I know you're gonna think this song is a cliff
Unless you've been inside a tunnel
And fell down 69, 70 feet over a barbed-wire fence
All night!
Sitting On A Barbed - Wire Fence
Bob Dylan's "Sitting On A Barbed - Wire Fence" stands as a poignant reflection on the tension between freedom and confinement, delivered with his signature acoustic intimacy. Recorded during the late 1960s, the track exemplifies the folk-rock era's focus on social commentary and personal struggle. The song's imagery of barbed wire evokes the harsh realities of the American South, a setting that frequently informed Dylan's poetic narrative. As part of his broader discography, this recording reinforces his role as a chronicler of the human condition, blending traditional folk instrumentation with a modern sensibility that would define his career. The composition remains a testament to his ability to transform everyday observations into universal statements about resilience and the desire for liberation.