Posted on 10/13/2016 4:37:05 AM PDT by Sir_Humphrey
Yes, and about time. A small piece of happy news today.
He had it figured out back in 1979....
Another part of that song stands out to me...
“Doctors dealing drugs that will never cure your ills..”
Many people are hooked on drugs that are prescribed or in PC terms ‘pharma industry products’.
Thanks.
Several years ago the Weekly Standard (yeah, I know) did a long article on Dylan's politics. They concluded that to the extent he's partisan at all he leans toward the right. An interesting piece.
Perhaps because I am now old
“Forever Young”
Bob Dylan
May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.
May you grow up to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.
May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
And may your song always be sung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.
Add Bishop Desmond Tutu, the ANC channeler in South Africa.
Add Barak Obama getting it too for...absolutely nothing and you then begin to see where this is going.
Dylan deserves high honors but not necessarily this award. The world is upside down.
Yeah, I copied the excerpt from an outside source, and didn’t notice the typo until after I posted.
This is not about the Nobel Prize for Peace. Dylan is being awarded the literature prize.
BTW, I'm a big fan of the Pogues and all Celtic-tinged music in general. There's a show on Sirius/XM called "Celtic Crush" that should not be missed. On the Loft Channel and you can get it on demand (with an online subscription).
Didn’t Dylan hint he supported Romney in 2012. I recall him saying he thought Romney would win just a few days before the election. Also Dylan converted to Christianity at one point in his life.
Hard to believe he won before Ray Stevens, Tom T. Hall, George Strait, Roger Miller, Marty Robbins, or Willie Nelson.
For decades I have been saying that Bob Dylan is the greatest singer-songwriter ever. The Nobel proves I’ve been right.
Hallelujah
Most astute comment in this thread, so far.
The trendy new Anti-Semitism has spread so far and wide that no one even questions it anymore.
Well ***I*** finished it!
Gosh, Dylan gets the Nobel, and Cohen being discussed here too?
Result = speechless me.
I was riding on the mayflower when I thought I spied some land
I was riding on the mayflower when I thought I spied some land
I yelled down to captain arab, I’ll have ya understand,
Who came running to the deck and said boys forget the whale
We’re goin’ over yonder. cut the engines. change the sails.
Haul on that bowline we sang that melody,
Like all tough sailors do when they’re far away at sea.
I think I’ll call it america. I said as we hit land.
I took a deep breath. I fell down, I could not stand.
Captain arab he starting writing out some deeds
He said let’s build us a fort and start buying the place with beads.
Just then a cop come down the street crazy as a loon
They throws us all in jail for carryin’ harpoons.
Aw, me, I busted out don’t even ask me how,
I went lookin’ for some help, I walked past a guernsey cow
Who directed me down to the bowery slums
Where people carried signs around sayin’ ban the bums.
I jumped right in line, sayin’ I hope that I’m not late
When I realized I hadn’t eaten for five days straight.
I went into a restaurant lookin’ for the cook
I told him I was the editor of a famous etiquette book.
The waitress he was handsome and he wore a powder blue cape.
I ordered up some suzette, I said could you please make that crepe
Just then the whole kitchen exploded from boiling fat
Food was flyin’ everywhere I left without my hat.
I didn’t mean to be nosy but I went into a bank
To get some bail for arab the boys back in the tank.
They asked me for some collateral and I pulled down my pants.
They threw me in the alley, when up comes this girl from france
Who invited me to her house. I went, but she had a friend
Who knocked me out an’ robbed my boots an’ was I on the street again.
I rapped upon a house with a u.s. flag upon display.
I said can you please help me out, I got some friends down the way.
The man said get out of here I’ll tear you limb from limb.
I said you know, they refused jesus, too. he said you’re not him.
Get out of here before I break your bones. I ain’t your pop.
I decided to have him arrested and went looking for a cop.
I ran right outside and hopped inside a cab
I went out the other door this english man said fab
As he saw me leap a hot dog stand and a chariot that stood
Parked across from a building advertising brotherhood.
I ran right through the front door like a hobo sailor does,
But it was just a funeral parlor and the man asked me who I was
I repeated that all my friends were in jail, with a sigh.
He gave me his card and said call me if they die.
I shook his hand and said goodbye and went back out on the street,
When a bowling ball came down the road and knocked me off my feet.
A pay phone was ringin’ and it just about blew my mind
When I picked it up an’ said hello, this foot came through the line
Well about this time I was fed up at trying to make a stab
At bringing back any help for my friends and captain arab.
I decided to flip a coin, like either heads or tails,
Would let me know if I should go back to ship or back to jail.
So I hocked my sailor’s suit an’ I got a coin to flip.
It came up tails, it rhymed with sails, so I made it back to the ship.
Well I got back and took the parking ticket off the mast.
I was ripping it to shreds when this coast guard boat went past.
They asked me my name and I said captain kidd
They believed me but they wanted to know exactly what I did
I said for the pope of eyruke I was employed
They let me go right away, they were very paranoid
Well the last I heard of arab he was stuck on the side of a whale
That was married to the deputy sheriff of the jail
But the funniest thing was as I was leavin’ the bay
I saw three ships sailing and they were all headed my way
I asked the captain what his name was an’ how come he didn’t drive a truck
He said his name was Columbus an’ I just said good luck
I really enjoy the songs ‘Joey’ about Joey Gallo, the mobster, and ‘Hurricane,’ about Reuben Carter. I find them to be excellent examples of American historical ballads.
You don’t have to like the subject of the ballad to appreciate the story-telling in it.
Ahab, not arab.
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