Dylan Best of

Tracks: 12, total time: 57:32, year: 2001, genre: Rock – Folk

Bob Dylan – Vocals, Guitar, Piano
Larry Campbell – Guitar, Violin, Banjo, Mandolin
Charlie Sexton – Guitar
Tony Garnier – Bass
David Kemper – Drums
Augie Meyers – Vox Organ, B3, Accordion
(Clay Meyers plays Bongos on Tweedle Dee and Honest WithMe)

Produced by: Jack Frost
Chief Engineer: Chris Shaw
Recorded and mixed by: Chris Shaw
(Assisted by Jeremy Welsh)
Mastered by: George Marino

Photography by: Kevin Mazur (Front cover & group)
David Gahr (Back cover & booklet back cover)
Art Direction: Geoff Gans (of Culver City)

All songs written by Bob Dylan
(c)(p)2001 Sony Music Entertainment Inc. YEAR: 2001

S/N Time Song Title
1. 4:47 Tweedle Dee & Tweedle Dum
Words and music by Bob Dylan

Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee
They’re throwin’ knives into the tree
Two big bags of dead man’s bones
Got their noses to the grind stone
Livin’ in the Land of Nod
Trustin’ their fate to the hands of God
They pass by so silently
Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee

Well, they’re goin’ to the country, they’re goin’ to retire
They’re takin’ a streetcar named Desire
Lookin’ at a window with a pecan pie
Lot of things they’d like they would never buy
Neither of themwant to turn and run
They’re makin’ a voyage to the Sun
“His Master’s Voice is calling me”
Said Tweedle Dum to Tweedle Dee

Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum
I’ll have more than some
They walk among the stately trees
They know the secrets of thepolice
Tweedle Dum said to Tweedle Dee,
“Your presence is obnoxious to me.
Feel like baby sittin’ on a woman’s knee.”
Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee

Well, the rain beat’n’ down on a window pane
I got love for you, and it’s all in vain
Brains in a pot, they’re beginning to boil
They’re drippin’ with garlic and olive oil
Tweedle Dee is on his hands and his knees
Sayin’, “Throw me something, Mister, please!”
“What’s good for you is good for me,”
Said Tweedle Dum to Tweedle Dee.
EXTT0=nWell, they’re living in a happy harmony
Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee
They’re one day older and a dollar short
They got a parade permit and a police escort
They’re lyin’ low and they’re makin’ hay
They seem determined to go all the way
They runa brick ‘n’ tile company
Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee

Well, a childish dream is a deathless need
And a noble truth is a sacred creed
My pretty baby, she’s looking around
She’s wearin’ a forty-thousand dollar gown
Tweedle Dee is a low down sorry old man
Tweedle Dum he’ll stab you where you stand
“I’ve had too much of your company,”
said Tweedle Dum to Tweedle Dee.

2. 5:22 Mississippi
MISSISSIPPI

(By Bob Dylan – 1997)

Every step of the way, we walk the line
Your days are numbered, so are mine
Time is piling up, we struggle and we scrape
We’re all boxed in, nowhere to escape.

City’s just a jungle, more games to play
Trapped in the heart of it, trying to get away
I was raised in the country, I been working in the town
I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down

Got nothing for you, I had nothing before
Don’t even have anything for myself anymore
Sky full of fire, paint pouring down
Nothing you can sell me, I’ll see you around.

All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime
Could never do you justice in reason or rhyme
Only one thing I did wrong,
Stayed in Mississippi a day toolong

Well, the devil’s in the alley, mule’s in the stall
Say anything you want to, I have heard it all
I was thinking about the things that Rosie said
I was dreaming I was sleeping in Rosie’s bed

Walking through the leaves falling from thetrees
Feeling like a stranger, nobody sees
So many things that we never will undo
I know you’re sorry, I’m sorry too.

Some people will offer you their hand and some won’t
Last night I knew you, tonight I don’t
I need something strong to distract my mind
I’m gonna look at you ’til my eyes go blind

Well, I got here following the southern star
I crossed that river just to be where you are
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long.

Well, my ship’s been split to splinters and it’s sinking fast
I’m drowning in the poison, got no future, got no past
But my heart is not weary, it’s light and it’s free
I got nothing but affection for those who’ve sailed with me

Everybody moving, if they ain’t alreadythere
Everybody got to move somewhere
Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow,
Things should start to get interesting right about now

My clothes are wet, tight on my skin
Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in
I know the fortune is waiting to be kind
So give me your hand and say you’ll be mine

Now the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay
You can always come back, but you can’t come back all the way
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long

Copyright © 1997 Special Rider Music

3. 4:53 Summer Days
SUMMER DAYS

(By Bob Dylan – 2001)

Summer days, summer nights are gone,
Summer days and summer nights are gone,
I know a place where there’s still somethin’ goin’ on.

I got a house on the hill, I got hogs out in the mud,
I got a house onthe hill, I got hogs all out in the mud,
I got a long-haired woman, she got Royal Indian blood.

Everybody get ready, lift up your glasses and sing,
Everybody get ready, lift up your glasses and sing,
Well, I’m standin’ on the table, I’m proposin’ a toast to the king.

Well, I’m drivin’ in the flats in a Cadillac car;
The girls all say, “You’re a worn out star!”
My pockets are loaded and I’m spendin’ every dime.
How can you say you love someone else,
You know it’s me all the time.

Well, the fog’s so thick you can’t spy the land,
The fog’s so thick that you can’t even spy the land,
What good are you anyway if you can’t stand up to some old businessman.

Weddin’ bells are ringin’ and the choir is beginnin’ to sing,
Yes, the weddin’ bells are ringin’ and the choir’s beginnin’ to sing,
What looks good in the day, at night is another thing.

She’s lookin’ into my eyes, and she’s a-holdin’ my hand,
She lookin’ into my eyes, she’s holdin’ my hand,
She says,”You can’t repeat the past,” I say “You can’t?
What do you mean you can’t? Of course, you can.”

“Where do you come from?” “Where do you go?”
Sorry, that is nothin’ you would need to know.
Well, my back’s been to the wall so long, it seems like it’s stuck.
Why don’t you break my heart one more time just for good luck?

I got eight carburettors and, boys, I’m usin’ ’em all,
Well, I got eight carburettors and, boys, I’m usin’ ’em all,
I’m short on gas, my motor’s startin’ to stall.

My dogs are barkin’, there must be someone around,
My dogs are barkin’, there must be someone around,
I got my hammer ringin’, pretty baby, but the nails ain’t goin’ down.

If you got somethin’ to say, speak or hold your peace,
Well, you got somethin’ to say, speak now or hold your peace,
If it’s information you want, you can get it from the police.

Politician’s got on his joggin’ shoes,
He must be runnin’ for office, got no time to lose,
Suckin’ the blood out of the genius ofgenerosity.
You been a-rollin’ your eyes, you been teasin’ me.

Standing by God’s river, my soul’s beginnin’ to shake,
Standing by God’s river, my soul’s beginnin’ to shake,
I’m countin’ on you, love, to give me a break.

Well, I’m leavin’in the mornin’ as soon as the dark clouds lift,
Yes! I’m leavin’ in the mornin’ just as soon as the dark clouds lift,
Gonna break in the roof, set fire to the place as a parting gift.

Summer days, summer nights are gone,
Summer days, summernights are gone,
I know a place where there’s still somethin’ goin’ on.

Copyright © 2001 Special Rider Music

4. 3:17 Bye and Bye
BYE AND BYE

(By Bob Dylan – 2001)

By and by,
I’m breathing a lover’s sigh.
Well, I’m sitting on my watch
So I can be on time
I’m singing love’s praises
With sugar-coated rhymes.

By and by,
On you I’m casting my eye.
I’m paintin’ thetown,
Swingin’ my partner around.
Well, I know who I can depend on, I know who to trust
I’m watchin’ the roads, I’m studying the dust
I’m paintin’ the town
Making my last go round.

Well, I’m scuffling, and I’m shuffling
And I’m walking onbriars
I’m not even acquainted with my own desires

I’m rollin’ slow,
I’m doing all I know.
I’m telling myself,
I’ve found true happiness
That I’ve still got a dream that hasn’t been repossessed
I’m rollin’ slow
Going where the wild rosesgrow.

Well, the future for me
Is already a thing of the past
You were my first love
And you will be my last.

Papa gone mad,
Mama, she’s feeling sad.
Well, I’m gonna baptize you in fire
So you can sin no more
I’m gonna establish my rule
Through civil war
Gonna make you see
Just how loyal and true a man can be

Copyright © 2001 Special Rider Music

5. 6:05 Lonesome Day Blues
LONESOME DAY BLUES

(By Bob Dylan – 2001)

Well, today has been a sad and lonesome day,
Yeah, today has been a sad and lonesome day,
I’m just sitting here thinking with my mind a million miles away.

Well, they’re doing the double shuffle, throwing sand on the floor,
They’re doing the double shuffle, they’re throwing sand on the floor,
Well, I left my longtime darling, she was standing in the door.

Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war,
Well, my pa hedied and left me, my brother got killed in the war,
My sister she ran off and got married, never was heard of anymore.

Samantha Brown lived in my house for about four or five months.
Samantha Brown lived in my house for about four or five months.
Don’t know how it looked to other people, I never slept with her even once.

Well, the road’s washed out, weather not fit for man or beast,
Yeah, the road’s washed out, weather not fit for man or beast,
Funny the things you have the hardesttime parting with are the
things you need the least.

Well, I’m forty miles from the mill I’m dropping it into overdrive,
I’m forty miles from the mill I’m dropping it into overdrive,
Set my dial on the radio I wish my mother was still alive.

I seen ya loverman coming, coming across the barren fields,
I see ya loverman coming, coming across the barren fields,
He’s not a gentleman at all, he’s rotten to the core,
he’s a coward and he steals.

Well, my captain he’s decorated, he’s well-schooled and he’s skilled,
My captain he’s decorated, he’s well-schooled and he’s skilled,
He’s not sentimental, don’t bother him at all; how many of his pals have
been killed..

Last night the wind was whispering, I was trying to make out
what it was…
Last night the wind was whispering something, I was trying to make out
what it was…
Yeah, I tell myself something’s coming, but it never does.

I’m going to spare the defeated, I’m going to speak to the crowd,
I’m going to spare the defeated, boys, I’m going to speak to the crowd,
I’m going to teach peace to the conquered, I’m going to tame the proud.

Well, the leaves are rustling in the wood, things are falling
off of the shelf,
Leaves are rustling in the wood,things are falling off the shelf,
You’re gonna need my help sweetheart, you can’t make love
all by yourself.

Copyright © 2001 Special Rider Music

6. 5:00 Floater (Too Much To Ask)
FLOATER (TOO MUCH TO ASK)

(By Bob Dylan – 2001)

Down over the window
From the dazzling sunlit place
Through the back alleys, through the blinds,
Another one of them endless days.

Honey bees are buzzing
Leaves begin to stir
I’m in lovewith my second cousin
I tell myself I could be happy forever with her.

I keep listening for footsteps,
But I ain’t ever hearing any.
From the boat, I fish for bullheads
I catch a lot, sometimes too many.

A summer breeze is blowin’,
A squall is setting in.
Sometimes it’s just plain stupid
To get into any kind of wind.

Well, the old men around here
Sometimes they get on bad terms
With the younger men,
Old, young, age don’t carry weight
It doesn’t matter in the end

Oneof the bosses’ hangers-on
Sometimes comes to call
At times you least expect
Tryin’ to bully you, strongarm you
Inspire you with fear
It has the opposite effect

There’s a new grove of trees on the outskirts of town
The old one, long gone
Timber two foot, six across
Burns with the bark still on

They say times are hard
If you don’t believe it you can follow your nose
It don’t bother me, times are hard everywhere
We’ll just have to see how it goes.

My old man he’s like somefeudal lord
Got more lives than a cat.
I’ve never seen him quarrel with my mother even once
Things come alive or they fall flat.

You can smell the pine wood burnin’
You can hear the school-bell ring.
Got to get up near the teacher, if youcan
If you wanna learn anything.

Romeo, he said to Juliet, “You got a poor complexion
It don’t give you an appearance of a youthful touch.”
Juliet said back to Romeo, “Why don’t you just shove off
If it bothers you so much.”

They got outof here any way they could
Cold rain can give you the shivers
They went down the Ohio, the Cumberland, the Tennessee,
All the rest of them rebel rivers.

If you ever try to interfere with me
Or cross my path again,
You do so at the peril ofyour own life.
I’m not quite as cool or forgiving as I sound
I’ve seen enough heartache and strife.

My grandfather was a duck trapper
He could do it with just dragnets and ropes
My grandmother could sew new dresses out of old cloth,
I don’tknow if they had any dreams or hopes.

I had ’em once though I suppose
To go along with all the ring dancing,
Christmas Carols on all the Christmas Eves
I left all my dreams and hopes
Buried under tobacco leaves

Not always easy kickingsomeone out
Got to wait awhile, it can be an unpleasant task
Sometimes somebody wants you to give something up
And tears or not it’s too much to ask.

Copyright © 2001 Special Rider Music

7. 4:05 High Water (For Charley Patton)
HIGH WATER (FOR CHARLEY PATTON)

(By Bob Dylan – 2001)

High water rising, rising night and day
All the gold and silver are being stolen away
Big Joe Turner looking east and west from the dark room of his mind
He made it to Kansas City, Twelfth Street and Vine
Nothing standing there
High water everywhere

High water rising, the shacks are sliding down
Folks lose their possessions and folks are leaving town
Bertha Mason shook it, broke it, and she hung it on the wall
Say, “You dance with whom they tell you to or you don’t dance at all”
It’s tough out there
High water everywhere

I got a craving love for blazing speed, got a hopped up Mustang Ford
Jump into the wagon, love, throw your panties overboard
I can write youpoems, make a strong man lose his mind
I’m no pig without a wig I hope you treat me kind
Things are breaking up out there
High water everywhere

High water rising, six inches ‘bove my head
Coffin’s dropping in the street like balloons made outof lead
Well, I’m pulling into Vicksburg, don’t know what I’m gonna do
“Don’t reach out for me,” she said, “Can’t you see I’m drowning too”
It’s rough out there
High water everywhere

Well, George Lewes told the Englishman, the Italian and the Jew,
“You can’t open up your mind, boys, to every conceivable point of view,
They got Charles Darwin trapped out there on Highway 5″
Judge says to the High Sheriff, “I want him dead or alive,
Either one, I don’t care”
High water everywhere

Well, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, she warbles as she flies
I’m preaching the word of God, I’m putting out your eyes
I asked fat Nancy for something t’ eat, she said, “Take it off the shelf
As great as you are, man, you’ll never be greater thanyourself.”
I told her I didn’t really care
High water everywhere

I get up in the morning, I believe I’ll dust my broom
Keeping away from the women, I’m giving them lots of room
Thunder rollin’ over Clarksdale everything has left me blue
I just can’t be happy, love, unless you’re happy too.
It’s bad out there
High water everywhere

Copyright © 2001 Special Rider Music

8. 3:23 Moonlight
MOONLIGHT

(By Bob Dylan – 2001)

The seasons, they are turning
And my sad heart is yearning
To hear again the songbird’s sweet melodious tone
Won’t you meet me out in the moonlight alone

The dusky light the day is losin’
Orchids, poppies, black-eyed susans
The earth and sky that melts with flesh and bone
Won’t you meet me out in the moonlight alone

The air is thick and heavy
All along the levee
Where the geese into the countryside have flown
Won’t you meet me out in the moonlight alone

Well, I’m preaching peace and harmony
The blessings of tranquility
Yet, I know when the time is right to strike
I’ll take you ‘cross the river, dear
You don’t need to linger here
I know the kinds of things you like

The cloudsare turning crimson
The leaves fall from the limbs and
The branches cast their shadows over stone
Won’t you meet me out in the moonlight alone

The boulevards of cypress trees
The masquerade of birds and bees
The petals pink and white the wind has blown
Won’t you meet me out in the moonlight alone

The trailing moss in mystic glow
The purple blossom soft as snow
My tears keep flowing to the sea
Doctor, lawyer, Indian chief
It takes a thief to catch a thief
For whom does the bell toll for, love
It tolls for you and me

Your pulse is running through my palm
The sharp hills are rising from
Yellow fields with twisted oaks that groan
Won’t you meet me out in the moonlight alone

Copyright © 2001 Special Rider Music

9. 5:50 Honest With Me
HONEST WITH ME

(By Bob Dylan – 2001)

Well, I’m stranded in the city that never sleeps
Some of these women they just give me the creeps
I’m avoiding the south side the best I can
These memories I got they can strangle a man
Well, I came ashore in the dead of the night
Lot of things can get in the way when you’re trying to do what’s right

You don’t understand it, my feeling for you
You’d be honest with me if you only knew.

I’m not sorry for nothing I’ve done
I’m glad I fought,I only wish we’d won
The Siamese twins are coming to town
People can’t wait, they’ve gathered around
When I left my home the sky split open wide
I never wanted to go back there, I’d rather have died

You don’t understand it, my feeling for you
You’d be honest with me if only you knew

My woman got a face like a Teddy Bear
She’s tossing a baseball bat in the air
The meat is so tough you can’t cut it with a sword
I’m crashing my car trunk first into the board
You say that my eyes are pretty and my smile is nice
Well, I’d sell it to you at a reduced price

You don’t understand it, my feeling for you
You’d be honest with me if only you knew

Some things are too terrible to be true,
I won’t come here no more if it bothersyou.
There’s a Southern Pacific leaving at 9:45
I’m having a hard time, believing some people were ever alive
I’m stark naked but I don’t care
I’m going off into the woods, and I’m huntin’ bear.

You don’t understand it, my feeling for you
Well, you’d be honest with me if only you knew

I’m here to create the new imperial empire
I’m gonna do whatever circumstances require
I care so much for you I didn’t think I could
I can’t tell my heart that you’re no good
Well, my parents, they warned me not to waste my years
And I still got their advice oozing out of my ears

You don’t understand it, my feeling for you
Well, you’d be honest with me if only you knew

Copyright © 2001 Special Rider Music

10. 3:06 Po’ Boy
PO’ BOY

(By Bob Dylan – 2001)

Man came to the door, I say, “For whom are you lookin’ ?”
He says, “Your wife”, I say, “She’s busy in the kitchen cookin'”
Po’ boy, where you been ?
I already told you, won’t tell you again

I say, “How much you want for that ?”, I go into the store
Man says, “Three dollars”, “All right”, I say, “Will you take four ?”
Po’ boy, never say die
Things will be all right by and by

Workin’ like on the main line, working like a devil
The game is the same, it’s just up on another level
Po’ boy, dressed in black
Police at your back

Po’ boy in a red hot town, out beyond the twinklin’ stars
Ridin’ first class trains, makin’ the rounds
Tryin’ to keep from fallin’ between the cars

Othello told Desdemona, “I’m cold, cover me with a blanket,
By the way, what happened to that poisoned wine ?”
She said, “I gave it to you, drank it”
Po’ boy, layin’ him straight
Pickin’ up the cherries fallin, off the plate

Time unloved is brandin, mewith its claws
Had to go to Florida dodgin, them Georgia laws
Po’ boy, in the hotel called The Palace of Gloom
Call down to room service, says “Send up a room”

My mother was a daughter of a royalty former
My father was a travelin’ salesman, Inever met him
When my mother died, my uncle took me and he run a funeral parlor
He did a lot of nice things for me and I won’t forget him.

All I know is that I’m thrilled by your kiss
I don’t know any more than this
Po’ boy, pickin’ up sticks
Build you a house out of mortar and bricks

Knockin’ on the door, I said, “Who’s it, where you from ?”
Man said, “Freddie”, I said, “Freddie who ?”, He said, “Freddie or not,
here I come !”
Po’ boy, ‘neath the stars that shine
Washin’ themdishes, feedin’ them swine

Copyright © 2001 Special Rider Music

11. 5:06 Cry A While
CRY A WHILE

(By Bob Dylan – 2001)

Well, I had to go down to see a guy named Mr. Goldsmith
Nasty, dirty, double-crossing, back-stabbing phony I didn’t want to
have to deal with
But I did it for you and all you gave me was a smile
Well, Icried for you, now it’s your turn to cry awhile

I don’t carry dead weight, I’m no flash in the pan
All right, I’ll set you straight, can’t you see I’m a union man
I’m letting the cat out of the cage, I’m keeping a low profile
Well, I cried for you, now it’s your turn, you can cry awhile

Feel like a fighting rooster, feel better than I ever felt
But the Pennsylvania Line in an awful mess and the Denver road’s
about to melt
I went to a Church house, every day I go an extra mile
Well, I cried for you, now your turn, you can cry awhile

Last night, ‘cross the alley, there was a pounding on the wall
It must have been Don Pasquale making a 2 a.m. booty call
To break a trusting heart like mine was just your style
Well, I cried for you, now it’s your turn to cry awhile

I’m on the fringes of the night, fighting back tears that I can’t control
Some people they ain’t human, they got no heart or soul
But I’m crying to the Lord, trying to be meek and mild
Yes, I cried for you, now it’s your turn, you can cry awhile

Well the preacher’s in the pulpit and the babies in their cribs
I’m longing for that sweet fat that sticks to your ribs
But I’m gonna buy me a barrel of whisky, I’ll die before I turn senile
Yes, I cried for you, now it’s your turn, you can cry awhile

Well, you bet on the horse, and it ran the wrong way
I always said you’d be sorry and today could be the day
I might need a good lawyer, could be your funeral, my trail
Well, I cried for you, now it’s your turn, you can cry awhile

Copyright © 2001 Special Rider Music

12. 6:39 Sugar Baby
SUGAR BABY

(By Bob Dylan – 2001)

I got my back to the sun ’cause the light is too intense
I can see what everybody in the world is up against
Can’t turn back, you can’t come back, sometimes we push too far
One day you’ll open up your eyesand you’ll see where we are
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Sugar baby, get on down the road, yeah, you ain’t got no brains, nohow
You went years without me, might as well keep going now

Some of these bootleggers, they make pretty good stuff
Plenty of places to hide things here if you want to hide ’em bad enough
I’m staying with Aunt Sally, but you know she not really my Aunt
Some of these mem’ries you can learn to live with and some of ’em you can’t

Sugar baby, get on down the line, ya ain’t got no brains, nohow
You went years without me, you might as well keep going now

The ladies down in Darktown, they’re doing the Darktown strut
You always got to be prepared, but you never know for what
There ain’t no limit to the amount of trouble women bring
Love is pleasing, love is teasing, love not an evil thing

Sugar baby, get on down the road, ain’t got no brains, nohow
You went years without me, might as well keep going now

Every moment of existence seems like some dirty trick
Happiness can come suddenly and leave just as quick
Any minute of the day the bubble can burst
Try to make things better for someone sometimes you just end up
making it a thousand times worse

Sugar baby, get on down the road, ain’t got no brains, nohow
You went years without me, might as well keep going now

Your charms have broken many a heart and mine is surely one
You got a way of tearing the world apart, love, see what you’ve done
Just as sure as we’re living, just as sure as you’re born
Look up, look up, seek your Maker, ‘fore Gabriel blows his horn

Sugar baby, get on down the line, you ain’t got no sense, nohow
You went years without me, might as well keep going now

Copyright © 2001 Special Rider Music