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I Shall Be Free 1

Bob Dylan

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)


6 Dec 1962
cd imgTHE FREEWHEELIN' BOB DYLAN
cd img7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK #2 (T-311)

  The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan session 7 Columbia Studio A, NYC - 6.dec.1962, take 2 CO 77023-2, album version  

Well, it took me a woman late last night
I's three fourths drunk, she looked all right
Just started peelin' off her onion gook
She took off her wig, said, ''How do i look?''
I's high flyin'
Bare naked
Out the window.

Well, sometimes i might get drunk
Walk like a duck an' smell like a skunk
Dont hurt me none, dont hurt my pride
'Cause i got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' hide
Pretendin' she dont know me.

I's out there paintin' on the ol' woodshed
When a can of black paint it fell on my head
I went down to scrub an' rub
But i had to sit in back of the tub.
Cost a quarter
Half price.

Well, my telephone rang it wouldn't stop
It's President Kennedy callin' me up
He said, ''My friend Bob
What do we need to make the country grow?''
I said, ''My friend John, 
Brigitte Bardot
Anita Ekberg
Sophia Loren
Country'll grow!''

Well, i got a woman five feet short
She yells an' hollers an' screams an' shorts
She tickles my nose, pats me on the back
Rolls me over an' kicks me outta bed.
She's a man eater
Meat grinder
Bad loser.

Oh, there ain't no use in me workin' all the time
I got a woman who works herself blind
Works up to her britches, up to her neck
Writes me letters an' sends me checks.
She's a humdinger
Folksinger.

Late one day in the middle of the week
Eyes were closed, i was half asleep
I chased me a woman up the hill
Right in the middle of an air raid drill.
I jumped a fallout shelter
I jumped a string bean
I jumped the tv dinner
I jumped a shot gun.

Now, the man on the stand he wants my vote
He's a-runnin' for office on a ballot note
He's out there preachin' in front of the steeple
Tellin' me he loves all kinds of people.
He's eatin' bagels
He's eatin' pizza
He's eatin' chitlins.

Oh, set me down on the television floor
I'll flipped the channel up to number four
Out of the shower comes a football man
With a bottle of oil in his hand.
Greasy kid stuff
What i wanna know mister football man is
What do you do about Willy Mays?
Martin Luther King?
Olatunji?

Well, the funniest woman i have ever seen
Was the great granddaughter of Mr. Clean
She takes about fifteen baths a day
Wants me to grow a moustache on my face
She's insane.

Well, you ask me why i'm drunk all the time
It levels my head an' eases my mind
I just walk along an' stroll an' sing
I see better days an' i do better things
I catch dinosaurs
Make love to Elisabeth Taylor
Catch hell from Richard Burton.  up
    

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I Shall Be Free 2


6 Dec 1962
cd img7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK (T-311)

6 Dec 1962
cd imgTHE 50TH ANNIVERSARY COLLECTION
cd img7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK #3 (T-311)
cd imgTHE FREEWHEELIN' OUTTAKES 1962 SESSIONS

  The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan session 7 Columbia Studio A, NYC - 6.dec.1962, take 1  
  The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan session 7 Columbia Studio A, NYC - 6.dec.1962, take 3 CO 77023-3  

I'm standin on the corner just waitin' around
The prices were up and the temperature was down
It costs too much to freeze outside
So now i sit by my fireside.
Burnin' P.O. phone books
Burnin' newspapers clippings
Huckleberry Finn hat.

Well, it took me a woman late last night
I's three fourths tight, she looked half right
Just started peelin' off her onion gook
She took off her wig, said, ''How do i look?''
I's high flyin'
Bare naked
Out the window.

Well, sometimes i might get drunk
Walk like a duck an' smell like a skunk
Well, it dont hurt me none, dont hurt my pride
I got my little lady right by my side
Pretendin' she dont know me
Tryin' to hide.

I's out there paintin' on the ol' woodshed
A can of black paint it fell on my head
I went down to scrub an' rub
But i had to sit in back of the tub.
Cost a quarter
Half price.

Well, my telephone rang it wouldn't stop
It's President Kennedy callin' me up
He said, ''What do we need to make the country grow?''
I thought for a moment, said, 
''Brigitte Bardot
Anita Ekberg
Sophia Loren
Country'll grow! Oh-oh''

Well, i got a woman five feet short
She yells an' hollers an' screams an' snorts
Tickles my nose an' pats me on the back
Rolls me over an' kicks me out of bed.
She's a man eater
Meat grinder
Bad loser too.

Oh, there ain't no use in me workin' so hard
I got a woman in a coffeehouse yard
She works all week, up to her neck
Writes me letters an' sends me checks.
She's a humdinger
Hell raiser
Folksinger.

Let's do this one again, i can't seem to find a key.  up
    

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I Shall Be Free 3 (uncomplete)


6 Dec 1962
cd imgTHE 50TH ANNIVERSARY COLLECTION #2
cd imgTHE FREEWHEELIN' OUTTAKES 1962 SESSIONS #2
cd img7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK #4 (T-311)

  The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan session 7 Columbia Studio A, NYC - 6.dec.1962, take 5 CO 77023-5  

Well, it took me a woman late last night
I's three fourths drunk, she looked half right
Til started peelin' off her onion gook
She took off her wig, said, ''How do i look?''
I's high flyin'
Out the window
Bare naked.

Oh, sometimes i might get so drunk
I walk like a duck an' smell like a skunk
But it dont hurt me none, it dont hurt my pride
I got my little lady right by my side
Pretendin' she dont know me.

Oh i's out there paintin' on the ol' woodshed
A can of black paint it fell on my head
I went down to scrub an' rub
But i had to sit in back of the tub.
Cost a quarter.

Well, my telephone rang it wouldn't stop
It's President Kennedy callin' me up
He said, ''What do we need to make the country grow?''
I said, ''Man, we need Brigitte Bardot
Anita Ekberg
Sophia Loren
Country'll grow!''

I got a woman five feet short
She yells an' hollers an' screams an' snorts
Tickles my nose,  pats me on the back
Rolls me over an' kicks me out of bed.
She's a man eater
Meat grinder
Bad loser.

Now, there ain't no use in me workin' all the time.
I got a woman who works herself blind
Works up to her britches, up to her neck
Writes me letters an' sends me cheques.
She's a humdinger
Folksinger.

Late one day in the middle of the week
My eyes were closed, i was half asleep
I chased me a woman up the hill
Right in the middle of an air raid drill.
I jumped a fallout shelter
I jumped a string bean
I jumped the tv dinner
Boil water
Shot gun.

Now, the man on the stand he wants my vote
He's a-runnin' for office on a ballot note
He's preachin' out there in front of the steeple
Tellin' me he loves all kinds of people.
He's eatin' bagels
He's eatin' pizza
He's eatin' chitlins.

Now, set me down on the television floor
I'll flipped the channel up to number four
Out of the shower comes a football man
With a bottle of grease in his hand.
Greasy kid stuff
Box top.

Now the funniest woman i have ever seen
Was the great granddaughter of Mr. Clean
She takes about fifteen baths a day
Wants me to grow a moustache on my face
She's insane
Crazy house.

Well, late one night when it got late
I decided i gonna lose some weight
So i loaded up my old horse
Then i went to Reno an' got a divorce.
I lost one hundred an' twenty pounds
Two hours!

You ask me why i'm drunk all the time
It levels my head an' eases my mind
I laugh an' talk, smile an' sings 
I see better days an' i do better things
I catch dinosaurs
Make love to Elisabeth Taylor
Catch hell from Richard Burton.
[??????]  up
    

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I Shall Be Free 4


Mar 1963
cd imgBROADSIDE (T-441)

  Folkways Studios - january/march 1963  

Well, sometimes i might get drunk
I walk like a duck an' smell like a skunk
But it don'tmatter to me, don't hurt my pride
Got a little lady right by my side
Tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me.

Well i took me a woman late last night
I's three fourths drunk, she looked half right
Just took off some gook, put it on a boat
Then she took off her wig, said, ''how do i look?''
I was high flyin'
Out the window
Bare naked.

Well, the funniest woman i ever seen
Was the great granddaughter of Mr. Clean
She takes about fifteen baths a day
Wants me to grow a moustache on my face
She's insane.

Well, i sat down on the television floor
I flipped the number to channel four
Out of the shower comes a football man
With a bottle of stuff in his hand
Greasy kid stuff.
What i want to know what you gonna do about
Willy Mays?
Martin Luther King?
Olatunji?

Well, a man on the stand he wants my vote
He's a-runnin' for office on a ballot note
Stndin' preachin' out there in front of the steeple
Tellin' me he loves all kinds of people.
He's eatin' bagels
He's eatin' pizza
He's eatin' chitlins.

Well, there ain't no use in me working all the time.
I got a woman who works herself blind
She works up to her britches, up to her neck
Writes me letters an' sends me cheques.
She's a humdinger
Folksinger.

restart

Well, my telephone rang it wouldn't stop
Bobby Kennedy call me up
He said, ''What do we need to make the country grow?''
I though for a moment, ''Man, 
Brigitte Bardot
Sophia Loren
Anita Ekberg
We'll grow!''  up
    

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I Shall Be Free 5


Apr 1963
cd imgTHE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 9 THE WITMARK DEMOS
cd imgTHROUGH A BULLET OF LIGHT (WITMARK DEMOS) (T-378)
cd imgGWW THE DEMO TAPES (vinyl bootleg)

  Witmark Studio, NYC - april 1963  

Oh, i took me a woman late last night
I's three fourths drunk, she looked half right
Just took off some of that onion gook
Then she took off her wig, said, ''how do i look?''
I was high flyin'
Out the window
Bare naked.

Well, there ain't no use in me working all the time.
I got a woman who works herself blind
She works up to her britches, up to her neck
Writes me letters an' sends me cheques.
She's a humdinger
Folksinger.

Well, sometimes i might get so drunk
I walk like a duck an' smell like a skunk
But it don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause i got a little lady right by my side
Tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me.

Well, a man on the stand he wants my vote
He's a-runnin' for office on a ballot note
Preachin' out there in front of the steeple
Tellin' me he loves all kinds of people.
He's eatin' bagels
He's eatin' pizza
He's eatin' chitlins.

I was out there paintin' on the ol' wood shed
When a can of black paint it fell on my head
I went down to scrub an' rub
But i had to sit in the back of the tub.
Cost a quarter.

Well, the funniest woman i ever seen
Was the great granddaughter of Mr. Clean
She takes about fifteen baths a day
Wants me to grow a moustache on my face
She's insane.

Now, i got a woman five feet short
She yells and hollers an' screams an' snorts
She tickles my nose, pats me on the head
Rolls me over an' kicks me out of bed.
She's a man eater
Meat grinder
Bad loser.

Well, late last night when it got late
I decided i gotta lose some weight
So i loaded up my horse
Went to Reno an' got a divorce
One hundred an' twenty pounds. 
Two hours!

Well, i sat me down on the television floor
I flipped the channel to number four
Out of the shower comes a football man
With a bottle of stuff in his hand
Greasy kid stuff
Messy box tops.
What i want to know Mr. football man is 
What do you do about Willy Mays?
Martin Luther King?
Olatunji?

But I can't remember that without the notebook.  up
    

 Recording dates & record list

6 Dec 1962 1 THE FREEWHEELIN' BOB DYLAN
7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK (b) #2
6 Dec 1962 3 THE 50TH ANNIVERSARY COLLECTION #2
THE FREEWHEELIN' OUTTAKES 1962 SESSIONS #2
7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK (b) #4
6 Dec 1962 2 7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK (b)
THE 50TH ANNIVERSARY COLLECTION
7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK (b) #3
THE FREEWHEELIN' OUTTAKES 1962 SESSIONS
Mar 1963 4 BROADSIDE (b)
Apr 1963 5 THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 9 THE WITMARK DEMOS
THROUGH A BULLET OF LIGHT (WITMARK DEMOS) (b)
GWW THE DEMO TAPES (vb)