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Comment ais-je pu même oublier ton existence, fabuleuse Joan, comment ais-je pu oser ?

Don't understand this song.

Prophecy; " The soul of a nation has been torn away,and it 's going in a slow decay."

He was THE GREATEST!❤

Ah… a lovely song which can played over a crying woman rowing her dying best friend back to the city whilst their attempted killer fights for his life in the woods with a water moccasin bite on his face. If anyone knows, ur a GOD

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Where does Dylan find these lyrics? He’s more than just a songwriter. He eats my soul.

Love this song, hate the botched lyrics. There are several but the one that is repeated over and over again is “prophet says” when you can clearly hear that it should be “prophets say”. 🙄

Ya no hacen canciones como esta?

Dear Joan Baez. This is a masterpiece. Great lyrics all the way through. Your are a Lady. This song gives me shivers inside, every time. Glad l finaly found it. You are a great songwriter, a master singer and guitarist. ❤

AMO DEMAIS

Thanks for the lyrics.

Listening today because my entire world has fallen apart. I have already called a suicide counselor. I’m listening trying to deal with my pain. Thank you Joan and Bob.

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We will all have to cross that river. RIP Levon ❤

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Excelente

Agreed, never. All time legend. Anyone who ever studies music in school should be introduced to this amazing gentleman.

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Lasenka moje..

LOVE THIS

Sung with such feeling, it is such a beautiful, evocative & poignant song of unrequited love. I have listened to it many times & never tier of it.

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Is ''Just like a woman'' written to her?

What A Song, Is Any Better, I Certainly Doubt It, Does Anyone Have A More Delacate Voice, Probably Not, Has Anyone Ever Done A Better Cover, Never, Except Maybe Hendrix ( All Along The Watch Tower) , Furtuadous I Suppose!

You just about have to have the lyrics. But at the same time, with Ms. Baez singing. Wow

She is a genius to sing this long song... and bring all the tears to the lonely souls at the gate.

BEAUTIFUL SONG ❤BEAUTIFUL JOAN

Fail

Beautiful lyrics. I can't say say any more!

Oh So many word pictures!😮

Something to think about. I mean what we are eating.

"Sad Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands"🇺🇸 With your mercury mouth in the missionary times And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes Oh, who do they think could bury you? With your pockets well protected at last And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass And your flesh like silk, and 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 them by your gate Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait? With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace And your basement clothes and your hollow face Who among them can think he could outguess you? With your silhouette when the sunlight dims Into your eyes where the moonlight swims And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns Who among them would try to impress 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 put them 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 And you wouldn't know it would happen like this But who among them really wants just to kiss you? With your childhood flames on your midnight rug And your Spanish manners, and your mother's drugs And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs Who among them do you think could resist 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 by your gate Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait? Oh, the farmers and 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 and the phony false alarm And 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 prophets say that no man comes 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 Who among them do you think would employ you? Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole With your holy medallion and your fingertips now that fold And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul Who among them could ever think it could 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 by your gate Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

I feel she wrote about Bob while apart, hearing it 50 yrs. later. Great song, Great voice.

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Donovan

It's beautiful!!

Brilliant! Your poetry may be lousy... but your singing and song writing are world class. This song in particular remains unparalleled at conveying the pain of an unrequited love. It is a classic! 👏👏👏👏

there will never be another Levon.

ジョーンってディランの歌を唄う時ってすっげえ・・と思うのは儂だけ？只この後、「ローランドの悲しい・・」がサラに捧げた歌って知ったらショック受けたんかな？とゲスな勘繰りしてしまう儂がバカなんかなぁ？( ;｀Д´)

How many of us really know the treasure of freedom?! Do we have it?

Que coisa linda...

Saw her a few years ago live in Cardiff. Wonderful!

beautiful lady 음

I always adored this song.

All for that egomaniac, but love is love~ what a great song, perfectly sealed the end of thgat lost love.

And I thought Joe Hill was a good song.check legend of a girl child Lynda by Donovan.

Love her as much today as I did when I was a teenager. Thank y Joan for your beautiful voice and enduring music

When Joan first sang that song I thought it was a downer. Now fifty-something years later, it makes me weep. Love you Joan......

Hou van het verhaal, warme Stem