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Sad Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands 1

Bob Dylan © 1966 Dwarf Music

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)


16 Feb 1966
cd imgBLONDE ON BLONDE

  Blonde on Blonde session 8, Columbia Music Row Studios, Nashville TN - 16.feb.1966, take 4, album version   
  Hotel, Denver Co - 13 march 1966   

With your mercury mouth in the missionary times
An' your eyes like smoke an' your prayers like rhymes
An' your silver cross an' your voice like chimes
Oh who do they think could bury you?
With your pockets well protected at last
An' your street car visions which you place on the grass
An' your flesh like silk an' your face like glass
Who could they get to carry you?
Sad eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my arabian drums
Should i put 'em by your gate?
Or sad eyed lady should i wait?

With your sheets like metal an' your belt like lace
And your deck of cards missing the jack an' the ace
And your basement clothes and your hollow face
Who among 'em do you think could outguess you?
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims
And your matchbook songs and your gypsy hymns
Who among 'em could try to impress you?
Sad eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my arabian drums
Should i put 'em by your gate?
Or sad eyed lady should i wait?

The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss
An' you wouldn't know it would happen like this
But who among 'em really wants just to kiss you?
With your childhood flames on your midnight rug
And your spanish manners an' your mother's drugs
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs
Who among 'em do you think could resist you?
Sad eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my arabian drums
Should i leave them by your gate?
Or sad eyed lady should i wait?

Oh the farmers an' the businessmen they all did decide
To show you where the dead angels are that they used to hide
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side
How could they ever mistake you?
They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm
But with the sea at your feet an' the phony false alarm
An' with the child of the hoodlum wrapped up in your arms
How could they ever have persuaded you?
Sad eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad eyed prophet says that no man's come
My warehouse eyes, my arabian drums
Should i leave them by your gate?
Or sad eyed lady should i wait?

With your sheet metal memory of Cannery Row
And your magazine husband who one day just had to go
And your gentleness now which you just can't help but show
Oh who among 'em do you think would employ you?
Now you stand with your thief you're on his parole
With your holy medallion in your fingertips now that fold
An' your saint like face an' your ghost like soul
Who among 'em could ever think he could destroy you?
Sad eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my arabian drums
Should i leave them by your gate?
Or sad eyed lady should i wait?  up
    

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Sad Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands 2


16 Feb 1966
cd imgTHE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 12 THE CUTTING EDGE (DeLuxe Edition)

  Blonde on Blonde session 8, Columbia Music Row Studios, Nashville TN - 16.feb.1966, take 1  

With your mercury eyes in the month that climbs
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes
And your silver cross and your voice like the chimes
Oh who among 'em could think he could bury you?
With your pockets well protected at last
And your street car visions which you place out on the grass
And your flesh like silk and your face like glass
Oh who among 'em could think he could carry you?
Sad eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the prophets say that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my arabian drums
Should i leave them at the gate?
Or sad eyed lady must i wait?

With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace
And your deck of cards missin' the jack and the ace
And your basement clothes and your hollow face
Who among 'em could hope to outguess you?
With your silhouette in the sunlight that dims
Into your eyes like mirrors where the moonlight swims
And your matchbook songs and your gypsy hymns
Who among 'em could hope to impress you?
Sad eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the prophets say that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my arabian drums
Should i leave them at your gate?
Or sad eyed lady should i wait?

Now the kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are all waiting in line for the geranium kiss
Wouldn't know it, it would happen like this
But who among 'em really wants just to kiss you?
With your childhood flames and your midnight rug
And your spanish manners and your mother's drugs
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plug
Who among 'em do you think could resist you?
Sad eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the prophets say that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my arabian drums
Should i leave them at your gate?
Or sad eyed lady should i wait?

Now the farmers and the businessmen they did decide
To show you all the dead angels that they did hide
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side
Oh how could they ever mistake you?
They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm
But the sea was at your feet and the phony false alarm
And the child of the hoodlum wrapped up in your arms
Oh how could they ever have persuaded you?
Sad eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad eyed prophets say that no mands comes
My warehouse eyes, my arabian drums
Should i leave them at your gate?
Or sad eyed lady must i wait?

With your sheet metal memory of Cannery Row
And your magazine husband who one day had to go
And your gentleness now which you just can't help but show
Who among 'em do you think would employ you?
Now with your thief you stand, on his parole
With your holy medallion and your fingers now that fold
And your saint like face and your ghost like soul
How could any of them destroy you?
Sad eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad eyed prophets say that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my arabian drums
Should i leave them at your gate?
Or sad eyed lady should i wait?  up
    

 Recording dates & record list

16 Feb 1966 1 BLONDE ON BLONDE
16 Feb 1966 2 THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 12 THE CUTTING EDGE (DeLuxe Edition)