|
[ti:Dignity] |
|
[ar:Bob Dylan] |
| [00:10] |
Fat man lookin’ in a blade of steel |
| [00:14] |
Thin man lookin’ at his last meal |
| [00:19] |
Hollow man lookin’ in a cottonfield |
| [00:22] |
For dignity |
| [00:27] |
Wise man lookin’ in a blade of grass |
| [00:31] |
Young man lookin’ in the shadows that pass |
| [00:35] |
Poor man lookin’ through painted glass |
| [00:39] |
For dignity |
| [00:44] |
Somebody got murdered on New Year’s Eve |
| [00:48] |
Somebody said dignity was the first to leave |
| [00:52] |
I went into the city, went into the town |
| [00:56] |
Went into the land of the midnight sun |
| [01:03] |
Searchin’ high, searchin’ low |
| [01:07] |
Searchin’ everywhere I know |
| [01:11] |
Askin’ the cops wherever I go |
| [01:15] |
Have you seen dignity? |
| [01:24] |
Blind man breakin’ out of a trance |
| [01:28] |
Puts both his hands in the pockets of chance |
| [01:32] |
Hopin’ to find one circumstance |
| [01:36] |
Of dignity |
| [01:40] |
I went to the wedding of Mary Lou |
| [01:44] |
She said, “I don’t want nobody see me talkin’ to you” |
| [01:48] |
Said she could get killed if she told me what she knew |
| [01:52] |
About dignity |
| [01:57] |
I went down where the vultures feed |
| [02:01] |
I would’ve gone deeper, but there wasn’t any need |
| [02:05] |
Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men |
| [02:09] |
Wasn’t any difference to me |
| [02:16] |
Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade |
| [02:20] |
House on fire, debts unpaid |
| [02:24] |
Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid |
| [02:28] |
Have you seen dignity? |
| [02:41] |
Drinkin’ man listens to the voice he hears |
| [02:44] |
In a crowded room full of covered-up mirrors |
| [02:49] |
Lookin’ into the lost forgotten years |
| [02:52] |
For dignity |
| [02:57] |
Met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues |
| [03:01] |
Said he’d give me information if his name wasn’t used |
| [03:05] |
He wanted money up front, said he was abused |
| [03:09] |
By dignity |
| [03:13] |
Footprints runnin’ ’cross the silver sand |
| [03:17] |
Steps goin’ down into tattoo land |
| [03:21] |
I met the sons of darkness and the sons of light |
| [03:25] |
In the bordertowns of despair |
| [03:32] |
Got no place to fade, got no coat |
| [03:36] |
I’m on the rollin’ river in a jerkin’ boat |
| [03:40] |
Tryin’ to read a note somebody wrote |
| [03:44] |
About dignity |
| [04:05] |
Sick man lookin’ for the doctor’s cure |
| [04:09] |
Lookin’ at his hands for the lines that were |
| [04:13] |
And into every masterpiece of literature |
| [04:16] |
For dignity |
| [04:21] |
Englishman stranded in the blackheart wind |
| [04:25] |
Combin’ his hair back, his future looks thin |
| [04:29] |
Bites the bullet and he looks within |
| [04:33] |
For dignity |
| [04:37] |
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed |
| [04:41] |
Dignity never been photographed |
| [04:45] |
I went into the red, went into the black |
| [04:50] |
Into the valley of dry bone dreams |
| [04:56] |
So many roads, so much at stake |
| [05:00] |
So many dead ends, I’m at the edge of the lake |
| [05:04] |
Sometimes I wonder what it’s gonna take |
| [05:08] |
To find dignity |
