Girl from the North Country" by Bob DylanListen to Bob Dylan: to the Bob Dylan YouTube channel: https://bobdylan.l
Dylanperforming "Like a Rolling Stone" with a backing band at the 1965 Newport Folk FestivalBy 1965, Bob Dylan was the leading songwriter of the American folk music revival. The response to his albums The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan and The Times They Are a-Changin' led the media to label him the "spokesman of a generation".. In March 1965, Dylan released his fifth album Bringing It All Back Home.The Times They Are a-Changin'" is a song written by Bob Dylan and released as the title track of his 1964 album of the same name. Dylan wrote the song as a deliberate attempt to create an anthem of change for the time, influenced by Irish and Scottish ballads. Released as a 45-rpm single in Britain in 1965, it reached number 9 on the UK Singles Chart.
Providedto YouTube by RepriseI Believe in You ยท Neil YoungAfter the Gold Rushโ 2009 Reprise RecordsFlugelhorn: Bill PetersonBass Guitar: Billy TalbotRemast
Butyou don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You raise up your head And you ask, "Is this where it is?" And somebody points to you and says "It's his" And you say, "What's mine?" And somebody else says, "Well what is?" And you say, "Oh my God Am I here all alone?" But something is happening And you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Verse 1] She's got everything she needs She's an artist, she don't look back She's got everything she needs She's an artist, she don't look back She can take the dark out of the nighttime AndIBelieve In You (1979) I Can't Leave Her Behind (1966) I Contain Multitudes (2020) I Feel A Change Comin' On (2009) I Shall Be Free (1963) I Shall Be Free No. 10 (1964) I Threw It All Away (1969) I Want You (1966) I've Made Up My Mind To Give Myself To You (2020) Idiot Wind (1975) If You Ever Go to Houston (2009) If You See Her, Say HelloThenyou ask why I don't live here Honey, I gotta think you're really weird Your grandpa's cane It turns into a sword Your grandma prays to pictures That are pasted on a board Everything inside my pockets Your uncle steals And you ask why I don't live here Honey, I can't believe that you're for real Well, there's fistfights in the kitchen