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Talkin' New York 1

Bob Dylan

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)


20 Nov 1961
cd imgBOB DYLAN
cd imgFOLK SINGER-HUMDINGER
    Just About As Good As It Gets!
cd imgTHE BOOTLEG (T-286)

  Bob Dylan recording session 1, Columbia Studio A, NYC - 20.nov.1961  

Ramblin' outta the wild west
Leavin' the towns i love the best
Thought i'd seen some ups an' downs
'Fore i came into New York town
People goin' down under the ground
Buildings goin' up to the sky.

Wintertime in New York town
The wind blowin' snow around
Walk around with nowhere to go
Somebody could freeze right to the bone
I froze right to the bone
New York Times said it was the coldest winter in 17 years
I didn't feel so cold then.

I swung on to my old guitar
Grabbed hold of a subway car
After a rockin' reelin' rollin' ride
I landed up on the downtown side
Greenwich Village.

I walked down there an' ended up
In one of 'em coffee houses on the block
I got on the stage to sing an' play
The man there said "Come back some other day
You sound like a hillbilly
We want folk singers here."

Well i got a harmonica job, began to play
Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day
I blowed inside out an' upside down
The man there said he loved my sound
He's ravin' about how he loved my sound
Dollar a day's worth.

After weeks an' weeks of hangin' around
I finally got a job in New York town
In a bigger place, bigger money too
Even joined the union an' paid my dues.

Now a very great man once said
That some people rob you with a fountain pen
It don't take too long to find out
Just what he was talkin' about
A lot of people don't have much food on their table
But they got a lotta forks 'n' knives
An' they gotta cut somethin'.

So one mornin' when the sun was warm
I rambled out of New York town
Pulled my cap down over my eyes
An' headed for the western skies
So long New York, howdy East Orange.   up
    

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Talkin' New York 2


4 Nov 1961
cd imgCARNEGIE CHAPTER HALL 1961

Live Carnegie Chapter Hall, NYC - 4.nov.1961  

Ramblin' outta the wild west
Leavin' the towns i love the best
Thought i'd seen some ups an' downs
'Til i raved into New York town
Livin' in the winter
Down, down, New York town.

Well, wintertime in New York town
The wind blowin' snow around
Walked around with no place to go
I soon froze right to the bone
I just couldn't believe that i was so cold
New York Times said it was the coldest winter in 17 years
I didn't feel so cold then.

Well, i grabbed hold of a subway car
Swung on to my old guitar
After a reelin' reelin' rollin' ride
I landed up on the downtown side
Greenwich Village, Folklore center.

Well, I walked down an' ended up
In one of them coffee houses on the block
I got on the stage to sing an' play
The man there said "We can't hear you today, come back some other time
You sound like a hillbilly anyway
We want folk singers here.s"

Well, i finally got a harmonica job, began to play
Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day
I blowed inside out an' upside down
The man there said he liked my sound a whole lot
Dollar a day's worth.

An' after weeks an' weeks of hangin' around
I finally got a job in New York town
In a bigger place, money too
I even joined the union 'n' paid my dues.

Now a very great man once said
That some people rob you with a fountain pen
Don't take too long to find out
Just what he was talkin' about
Lot of people don't have much food on their table
But they got lotta forks and they got lotta of knives
And they got to find somethin' to cut.

So one mornin' when the sun was warm
I rambled out of New York town
Pulled my cap down over my eyes
Headed up for the western skies
So long New York, howdy East Orange.   up
    

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Talkin' New York 3


16 Apr 1962
cd imgTHE 50TH ANNIVERSARY COLLECTION
cd imgECHO'S ALBUM
cd imgHARD TIMES IN NEW YORK CITY (T-518)
cd imgPARANOID BLUES (T-106)

Live, Gerde's Folk City, NYC - 16.apr.1962  

Here's a New York song, well
This isn't like the usual New York songs
Lot of songs you hear nowadays about New York
They holler, the glamour kind of 42nd street, Broadway theatres, you hear them all the time
New York, New York, the wonderful town,
let's go to New York for a vacation and see what a great town it is
This wasn't written up there where all those songs are written
This is written down in the United States

Ramblin' out of the wild west
Leavin' the towns that I loved the best
I thought I'd seen some ups and downs
'Til I rambled into New York Town
Buildings going down underground
People goin' up to the sky.

Well, I got on a subway, took a seat
And got off on 42nd street
I met this fellow named Dolores there
He started rubbin' his hands through my hair
I hopped ten hot dog stands, four movie houses
And a couple of dancing studios
Back on the subway.

Well, I swung on to my old guitar
Grabbed hold of that old subway car
After rockin' reelin' rollin' ride
I landed up the downtown side
Greenwich Village, Folklore center, Izzy Young, [......]

Well, I walked down there an' ended up
In one of them coffeehouses on the block
I'd get on the stage, to sing and play
The man there say "Come back some other day
You sound like hillbilly
We want folksingers here."

Got a harmonica job, I began to play
Blowin' my brains out for a dollar a day
I blew it inside out and upside down
The man there said he's crazy about my sound
He's ravin' about it, he's tellin' all his friends about it
Dollar a day's worth.

After weeks and weeks of hangin' around
I finally got a job in New York Town
In a bigger place, bigger money too
Even joint the union 'n' paid my dues
Six months in advance.

Now some very great man he once said
That some people rob you with a fountainpen
In New York it don't take too long to find out
Just what he was talkin' about
Lot of people don't have too much food on their tables
But they got a lotta forks, lotta knives
And they got to cut somethin', watch out.

So one mornin' when the sun was warm
I rambled out of New York Town
Pulled my cap down over my eyes
And headed out for the western skies
So long New York, howdy East Orange.   up
    

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Talkin' New York 4


12 Apr 1963
cd imgSTOLEN MOMENTS
    NEW YORK TOWN HALL 12TH APRIL 1963 [T-978]

Live, New York Town Hall, NYC - 12.apr.1963  

Ramblin' out of the wild west
Leavin' the towns that I loved the best
I thought I'd seen some ups and downs
'Til I rambled into New York Town
Buildings goin' down underground
People goin' up to the sky.

Wintertime in New York town
Wind blows snow around
If he walk around with nowhere to go
A fellow could freeze right to the bone
I froze down to the bone
New York Times said it was the coldest winter in 17 years
I didn't feel so cold then.

Well, I swung on to my old guitar
And grabbed hold of a subway car
From rockin' reelin' rollin' ride
I landed up on the downtown side
Greenwich Village, Folklore center, Izzy Young.

Well, I walked down there an' ended up
In one of them coffeehouses on the block
I'd get on the stage to sing and play
The man there said, "Come back some other day
You sound like hillbilly
We're lookin' for folksingers round here".

Got a harmonica job, began to play
Blowin' brains out for a dollar a day
I played inside out and upside down
The man there said he's crazy about my sound
He loved it, he's raving about it 
Dollar a day's worth.

Well, after weeks an' weeks of hangin' around
I finally got a job in New York Town
In a bigger place, bigger money too
Even joint the union, paid my dues
Six months in advance.

Now a very great man he once said
That some people rob you with a fountainpen
In New York it don't take too long to find out
Just what he was talkin' about
Lots of people don't have much food on their tables
But they got a lotta forks, lotta knives
And they got to cut somethin', watch out.

So one mornin' when the sun was warm
I rambled out of New York Town
Pulled my cap down over my eyes
And headed out for the western skies
So long New York, howdy East Orange.   up
    

 Recording dates & record list

4 Nov 1961 2 CARNEGIE CHAPTER HALL 1961
20 Nov 1961 1 BOB DYLAN
FOLK SINGER-HUMDINGER Just About As Good As It Gets!
THE BOOTLEG (b)
16 Apr 1962 3 THE 50TH ANNIVERSARY COLLECTION
ECHO'S ALBUM (b)
HARD TIMES IN NEW YORK CITY (b)
PARANOID BLUES (b)
12 Apr 1963 4 STOLEN MOMENTS: NEW YORK TOWN HALL 12TH APRIL 1963 (b)