springtime in New York : the bootleg series vol. .
BOB DYLAN
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Birth Name: Robert Allen Zimmerman
Born: May 24, 1941
Genres: Rock, Folk, Blues, Country
Member of: Bob Dylan & The Band, Dylan & The Dead, The Traveling Wilburys
basic information
release date | 2021 Sept, 17 |
country of manufacture | EU |
label | Columbia / Legacy |
catalog no. | 19439865802 |
format | [boxset] 5 CD |
note of registration | P & ©2021 Columbia Records |
recording | Neil Dorfsman at Power Station, New York [1983 Apr, 11 - 1983 May, 17] |
mixing | Mark Wilder, Steve Addabbo, and Chris Shaw |
mastering | Mark Wilder, Steve Addabbo, and Chris Shaw |
production | Bob Dylan, Mark Knopfler |
credits | ... |
musicians
Bob Dylan | guitar [3.1 - 3.6, 3.8 - 3.10, 4.2 - 4.6, 4.8 - 4.10, 5.4], piano [3.1, 3.2, 3.7, 4.1, 4.7, 4.11], harmonica [3.1, 3.2, 3.4, 3.6, 4.4, 4.5, 4.9, 4.11, 5.4], vocals |
Sly Dunbar | drums, percussion |
Robbie Shakespeare | bass [3.1 - 3.7, 3.9, 3.10, 4.1 - 4.11, 5.4] |
Mick Taylor | guitar [3.1 - 3.7, 3.9, 3.10, 4.1 - 4.10, 5.4] |
Mark Knopfler | guitar [3.1, 3.3 - 3.10, 4.1 - 4.11, 5.4 ?] |
Alan Clark 5) | keyboards [3.1 - 3.7, 3.9, 3.10, 4.1 - 4.11; 5.4 ?] |
Ron Wood | guitar [3.5 ?] |
Sammy Figueroa | percussion [3.1] |
Richard Seher | synthesizer [5.4] |
Bashiri Johnson | percussion [5.4] |
Clydie King † | background vocals [4.2, 4.3, 4.6, 4.7, 4.8, 4.11] |
Full Force | background vocals [4.11] |
Peggi Blue | background vocals [5.4] |
Queen Ester Marrow | background vocals [5.4] |
Carolyn Dennis | background vocals [5.4] |
tracks
3.1 | jokerman [6:12] - infidels alternate take - April 12, 1983 11) 12) |
3.2 | blind Willie McTell [4:25] - infidels outake [take 5] - April 11, 1983 11) 12) * |
3.3 | don't fall apart on me tonight [version 1] [7:01] - infidels alternate take - April 11, 1983 12) |
3.4 | don't fall apart on me tonight [version 2] [5:28] - infidels alternate take - April 12, 1983 11) 13) |
3.5 | neighborhood Bully [4:10] - infidels alternate take - April 19, 1983 11) 13) ** |
3.6 | someone's got a hold of my heart [4:34] - infidels outtake - April 26, 1983 11) 12) |
3.7 | this was my love [3:54] - infidels outtake - April 20, 1983 1) 13) |
3.8 | too late [acoustic version] [5:49] - infidels outtake - April 23, 1983 13) |
3.9 | too late [band version] [6:15] - infidels outtake - April 23, 1983 1) 11) 12) |
3.10 | foot of pride [5:53] - infidels outtake - April 25, 1983 11) 13) |
4.1 | clean cut kid [5:28] - infidels outtake - April 15,1983 1) 13) |
4.2 | sweetheart like you [3:41] - infidels alternate take - April 18, 1983 11) 12) |
4.3 | baby what you want me to do [3:41] - infidels outtake - May 2, 1983 1) 13) |
4.4 | tell me [5:01] - infidels outtake - April 21, 1983 1) 13) |
4.5 | angel flying too close to the ground [3:30] - infidels outtake - May 2, 1983 13) |
4.6 | Julius and Ethel [3:34] - infidels outtake - April 27, 1983 1) 13) |
4.7 | green, green grass of home [3:44] - infidels outtake - May 2, 1983 1) 13) |
4.8 | union sundown [6:14] - infidels alternate take - May 2, 1983 13) |
4.9 | Lord protect my child [4:17] - infidels outtake - May 2, 1983 11) 13) |
4.10 | I and I [4:26] - infidels alternate take - April 27, 1983 11) 13) |
4.11 | death is not the end [full version] [7:07] - infidels outtake May 2, 1983; overdubbed May 13, 1983 |
5.4 | tight connection to my heart (has anybody seen my love) [5:14] - empire burlesque alternate mix - Jan 15, 1985; overdubt March 1985 1) 13) *** |
lyrics
- 3.7 this was my love
- 3.8 too late
- 4.1 clean cut kid
this was my love
(Jim Harbert)
Soft as a raindrop, fresh as the sea
Warm as the sunshine shining on me
This was my love, this was my love
Light was her laughter, few were her tears
Gentle her beauty, tender her years
This was my love, this was my love
So young, so fair, such bright golden hair
A smile always on her face
No other love can ever compare
No other can take her place
Others may cherish fortune or fame
I will forever cherish her name
For this was my love
This was my love!
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
- 4.3 baby what you want me to do
- 4.6 Julius and Ethel
- 4.7 green, green grass of home
baby what you want me to do
(Jimmy Reed)
You've got me runnin'
You've got me hidin'
You've got me run, hide, hide, run
Anyway you wanna let it roll
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You've got me doin' what you want me
A-baby why you wanna let go
I'm goin' up
I'm goin' down
I'm goin' up, down, down, up
Anyway, ya wanna let it roll
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You've got me doin' what you want me
A-baby why'd you wanna let go
You've got me peepin'
You've got me hidin'
You've got me peep, hide, hide, peep
Anyway you wanna let it roll
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You've got me doin' what you want me
So baby, why ya wanna let go
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.
5.4
tight connection to my heart (has anybody seen my love)
(Bob Dylan)
Well, I had to move fast
And I couldn’t with you around my neck
I said I’d send for you and I did
What did you expect?
My hands are sweating
And we haven’t even started yet
I’ll go along with the charade
Until I can think my way out
I know it was all a big joke
Whatever it was about
Someday maybe
I’ll remember to forget
I’m gonna get my coat
I feel the breath of a storm
There’s something I’ve got to do tonight
You go inside and stay warm
Has anybody seen my love
Has anybody seen my love
Has anybody seen my love
I don’t know
Has anybody seen my love?
You want to talk to me
Go ahead and talk
Whatever you got to say to me
Won’t come as any shock
I must be guilty of something
You just whisper it into my ear
Madame Butterfly
She lulled me to sleep
In a town without pity
Where the water runs deep
She said, “Be easy, baby
There ain’t nothin’ worth stealin’ in here”
You’re the one I’ve been looking for
You’re the one that’s got the key
But I can’t figure out whether I’m too good for you
Or you’re too good for me
Has anybody seen my love
Has anybody seen my love
Has anybody seen my love
I don’t know
Has anybody seen my love?
Well, they’re not showing any lights tonight
And there’s no moon
There’s just a hot-blooded singer
Singing “Memphis in June”
While they’re beatin’ the devil out of a guy
Who’s wearing a powder-blue wig
Later he’ll be shot
For resisting arrest
I can still hear his voice crying
In the wilderness
What looks large from a distance
Close up ain’t never that big
Never could learn to drink that blood
And call it wine
Never could learn to hold you, love
And call you mine
Has anybody seen my love
Has anybody seen my love
Has anybody seen my love
I don’t know
Has anybody seen my love?
©1985 Special Rider Music
notes
1) Unreleased track for album INFIDELS
5) missing verse by infidels recording sessions 1983
11) edition 2 CD
12) edition 2 LP
13) edition 4 LP (Third Man Records)
* this has to be take 5. In contrast to the companion book, Mark plays the guitar instead of Mick Tayler. Source: Blind Willie McTell 7" Vinyl side B.
** on May 17 Ron Wood was in the studio for an overdub session with other musicians, however, this version is not marked accordingly in the accompanying book
*** information about the cast is contradictory in the relevant literature. Mark guitar also ?
Taken from the booklet:
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Power Station, New York, Studio A. From left to right: Alan Clark, Mark, Sly Dunbar
© by Albert and David Maysles
boxset
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- singles
- sampler
with track: too late
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additional albums with Bob D.: the bootleg series volume 1-3, down in the groove, infidels, slow train coming, trouble no more : the bootleg series vol. 13 ; 1979-1981