springtime in New York : the bootleg series vol. .

too late
(Bob Dylan)

Well, weather there was a murder I don't know I wasn't there I don't have the facts - I was busy visiting a friend in jail
There were just two women on the scene at the time neither one of'em saw a thing both of 'em were wearing veils
The said it was a natural situation he reached too high and tumbled back to the ground
You know what the say about being nice to people on your way up you might meet 'em again on yor way back down

Refrain

On its but its too late to bring him back too late, too late. Too late too late too late, to bring him back

He had a brother name Pail, hang out at the cafe royal where Miss Dolly plays and the reviews have been mixed
Well, hes pretty to look at, looking for someone to throw the book at but you know that he drinks and drinks cant be fixed
Sing me one more song about your summer romance I know you dont know marvelous children sing me the one about you and Errol Flynn
In these times of compossion where conformity's a fashion say one more stupid thing to me before the final nail is drivin in

But its too late to bring him back too late, too late. Too late too late too late, to bring him back

Dr. silver spoon from the empress ballroom, hes a retired buisinessman who feeds off everyone hes touched
He gives money to the church and foundations for research, hes not someone you can play around with too much
But then theres Rosetta Blake whose been to both sides of the lake, shes rough to look at but shes righteously fit
Shell feed you coconut bread and spiced buns in bed, you wont have to worry about sleeping face down with your head in the plate

But its too late to bring him back too late, too late. Too late too late too late, to bring him back

Youll arrange to see your man tonight who tells you some secret things you think might open some doors
How to enter the gates of paradise no not really, more like how to go crazy from carrying a burden that's never meant to be yours
From the stage they'll be doing the bumps and the grinds, a whore will pass the hat, collect a hundred grand and say thanks
They like to take all this money from sin and build big universities to study in and sing Amazing Grace all the way to the Swiss bank

But its too late to bring him back too late, too late. Too late too late too late, to bring him back

They got some serious people out there man, they can ring your bell, and show you how to hold your tongue

They don't come to party man, they kill babies in the crib and say only the good die young

They dont believe in mercy and judgement on them is something you'll never see

They can put your face on a postage stamp turn your home into an armed camp, anyway they want you, that's the way you'll be

Refrain

But its too late to bring him back too late, too late. Too late too late too late, to bring him back

Yes I loved him too, I still see him in my mind climbing up that hill

Or was it a wall, I don't matter at all honey and it never will

Ain't nothin' left here partner, just the dust of fools that have left their mark in spades

From now on this will be where you're from, let the dead bury the dead, your time will come, feel that hot iron glowing now as you raise the shades

But its too late to bring him back too late, too late. Too late too late too late, to bring him back

clean cut kid
(Bob Dylan)

[Verse 1]
Everybody wants to know why he couldn’t adjust
Adjust to what, a dream that bust?

[Chorus]
He was a clean-cut kid
But they made a killer out of him
That’s what they did

[Verse 2]
They said what’s up is down, they said what isn’t is
They put ideas in his head he thought were his

[repeat Chorus]

[Verse 3]
He was on the baseball team, he was in the marching band
When he was ten years old he had a watermelon stand

[repeat Chorus]

[Verse 4]
He went to church on Sunday, he was a Boy Scout
For his friends he would turn his pockets inside out

[repeat Chorus]

[Verse 5]
They said, “Listen boy, you’re just a pup”
They sent him to a napalm health spa to shape up

[repeat Chorus]

[Verse 6]
They gave him dope to smoke, they gave him drinks and pills
they gave him jeep to drive, the gave him blood to spill

[repeat Chorus]

[Verse 7]
They said “Congratulations, you got what it takes”
They sent him back into the rat race without any brakes

[repeat Chorus]

[Verse 8]
He bought the American dream but it put him in debt
The only game he could play was Russian roulette

[repeat Chorus]

[Verse 9] 5)
He drank Coca-Cola, he was eat ing Wonder Bread
Ate Burger Kings, he was well fed

[Verse 10]
He went to Hollywood to see Peter O’Toole
He stole a Rolls-Royce and drove it in a swimming pool

[repeat Chorus]

[Verse 11]
He could’ve sold insurance, owned a restaurant or bar
Could’ve been an accountant or a tennis star

[repeat Chorus]

[Verse 12]
He was wearing boxing gloves, he took a dive one day
Off the Golden Gate Bridge into China Bay

[repeat Chorus]

[Verse 13]
His mama walks the
floor, his daddy weeps and moans
They got to sleep together in a home they don’t own

[repeat Chorus]

[Verse 14] 5)
Well, everybody’s asking why he couldn’t adjust
All he ever wanted was somebody to trust

[Verse 15] 5)
They took his head and turned it inside out
He never did know what it was all about

[Verse 16] 5)
He had a steady job, he joined the choir
He never did plan to walk the high wire

©1983 Special Rider Music

Julius and Ethel
(Bob Dylan)

Now that they are gone, you know, the truth it can be told
They were sacrificial lambs in the market place sold

[Chorus]
Julius and Ethel
Julius and Ethel

Now that they are gone, you know, the truth it can come out
They were never proven guilty beyond a reasonable doubt

[repeat Chorus]

The people thought there were guilty at the time
Some even said there hadn't a been any crime

[repeat Chorus]

People look upon this couple with contempt and doubt
But they loved each other right up to the time they checked out

[repeat Chorus]

Eisenhower was president, Senator Joe was king
Long as you didn't say nothing you could say anything

[repeat Chorus]

Now they blamed they system, some they blamed the man
Now that it is over, now one knows how it began

[repeat Chorus]

Every kingdom got to fall, even the Third Reich
Man can do what he please but not for as long as he like

[repeat Chorus]

Well they say they gaves the secrets of the atom bomb away
Like no one else could think of it, it wouldn't be here today

[repeat Chorus]

Someone says the fifties was the age of great romance
I say that's just a lie, it was when fear had you in a trance

[repeat Chorus]

©1983 Special Rider Music

green, green grass of home
(J. Curly Putman)

The old home town looks the same
As I step down from the train
And there to meet me
Is my Mama and Papa.

Down the road I look
And there runs Mary
Hair of gold
And lips like cherries.

It′s good to touch
The green, green grass of home.

Yes, they'll all come to meet me,
Arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It′s good to touch
The green, green grass of home.

The old house is still standing
Tho' the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree
That I used to play on.

Down the lane I walk
With my sweet Mary,
Hair of gold
And lips like cherries.
It′s good to touch
The green, green grass of home.

Then I awake and look around me,
At four grey wall surround me.
And I realize that I was only dreaming.
For there′s a guard
And there's a sad old padre
Arm in arm we′ll walk at daybreak.
Again I touch
The green, green grass of home.

Yes, they'll all come to see me
In the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me neath
The green, green grass of home.