[91] 89. Bob Dylan - Chimes Of Freedom

[1991] 89. Bob Dylan - Chimes Of Freedom 

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Bob Dylan - Another Side of Bob Dylan ('64, 4th) 

1. All I Really Want To Do [4:02]

2. Black Crow Blues [3:12]

3. Spanish Harlem Incident [2:22]

4. Chimes Of Freedom [7:09] (https://youtu.be/JCKR5IxMSyE)

5. I Shall Be Free No.10 [4:45]

6. To Ramona [3:50]

7. Motorpsycho Nitemare [4:31]

8. My Back Pages [4:20]

9. I Don't Believe You [4:20]

10. Ballad In Plain D [8:15]

11. It Ain't Me, Babe [3:30]

Bob Dylan - Vocal, Guitar, Harmonica 

4. Chimes Of Freedom 

Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll 

We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing 

As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds 

Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing 

Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight 

Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight 

An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the night 

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 

In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched 

With faces hidden while the walls were tightening 

As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain 

Dissolved into the bells of the lightning 

Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake 

Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked 

Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake 

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 

Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail 

The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder 

That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze 

Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder 

Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind 

Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind 

An' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time 

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 

Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales 

For the disrobed faceless forms of no position 

Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts 

All down in taken-for-granted situations 

Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute 

Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute 

For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit 

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 

Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed 

An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting 

Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones 

Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting 

Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail 

For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale 

An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail 

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 

Starry-eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught 

Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended 

As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look 

Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended 

Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed 

For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse 

An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe 

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.