9/13/23 One of his greatest! *** What *wonderful* pix! Thanks for sharing these gems. Photos showing deep, repspectful love & friendship. And .. were we ever that young? 😲 Bobby's, Joan's & my generation - Boomers AKA the Civil Rights Gen - was so passionate & so full of hope. It's seems like an eternity ago. I doubt there will ever be a generation like ours again. We got shit done! We made positive changes in every aspect of culture & society worldwide, we ended an immoral & unnecessary war, we enacted women's rights, we got Civil & Human Rights laws passed, etc. #MyGeneration1940_1957_TrueBoomers #BobDylan #JoanBaéz
For the record, it is Joan Osborne accompanying Bob here (not Baez). As a side note, Osborne and Jackson Browne sing an incredible version of "My Back Pages"....One of the most beautiful things I have ever encountered.
Thanks so much for posting. Every duet of Joan and Bob is one of a kind and so special to listen to. Bob's early voice and style was a great new young American folksinger, as was Joan.
this is a great version of this classic song, i am a great BOB DYLAN fan and I never heard this version before, I love this one,,, many thanks to you for sharing this great tune,,,thank you,,,
I will never get tired of listening to these 2 making Harmony. And the steady melody .. so steady .. and that at rhythm always exciting.. And it's a great great song ... But like BDylan once " we can sing anything together..." Jane L Piepes
Wow, those pictures. I usually hate these slide shows, but this is somehow an exception. Those images are so compelling. Thanks for putting it together.
Was searching for this song this very morning to brighten my path after a long conversation with a co-worker. What a treat to see it was just added this morning! This song brings me back to my roots and really helps me focus on the good ol' day's values of mine. Thank you for posting this song.
I'm a dissability person. Any complain I had a good life. I'm a phisicyan. The wole world need at these people and the people growd in countries with liberty. The whole world need these example.
1998 Studio Recording - Recorded: 10/31/1998 New York City, New York Bob Dylan shares vocals with Joan Osborne on this electric reimagining of the Another Side Track for the NBC show "The 60s".
Re: Springsteen okay start until that sax put the chokehold of death on the whole mood. There's a time and place for that type of celebratory sounding cackle. Definitely no place for it here with the message the song conveys.
@@darrenedwards6538 Cannot account for your appalling taste in protest song covers, bro. For people who prefer soulful renditions of Dylan rather than pompous Vegas show tunes, The Byrds version is the only one you should listen to.
Chimes of Freedom WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN 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
Thanks for posting this it's the best version for me and I quiet like the Joan Baez pics and appreciate Joan Osbourne's brilliant contribution to this top song. Thanks for bucksfarmboy explaining the difference. FREEDOM:)
+houstonveer the bass line just plays the root note of every chord, in the rhythm of the bass drum..doing it's job, so to speak..wondering what you find compelling about it, other than maybe the tone (?) it is a nice tone..
Last night the Chimes of Freedom crashed above my house. Today I'm thinking of Nazanin Zadhari-Ratcliffe an unharmful gentle soul, misplaced inside an Iranian jail, a helpless victim of a pitiless religious tyranny and a fool of a British Prime Minister
The Byrds are just a pop band, you can’t even compare them to Dylan on any level, for a start The Byrds version is only three minutes when the original version is over seven minutes. One is a silly little unoriginal pop band the other is Dylan.
Nothing rises to the emotional level that the lyrics demand like the three part harmonies of Gene Clark, Jim McGuinn and to me, the greatest high harmony singer that rock has ever produced, David Crosby. This video presents a casual singalong bolstered a tad by the same dude who played organ on Positively 4th Street sounds like. The Byrds' version descended from the direction of the heavens.
it this was suppose to be from the soundtrack of the mini series 'The Sixties' then it is not Joan Baez, for that series Joan Osbourse was his partner in song.
A PRAYER OF ST. MITCH BUNNY-RABBIT, by Dr. Mitch Medina Adapted from “The Chimes of Freedom”, by Bob Dylan 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 Praying for the warriors whose strength is not to fight Praying 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 face of Jesus caring 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 Praying for the rebel, praying for the rake Praying for the luckless, the abandoned an’ forsaked Praying for the outcast, burnin’ constantly at stake An’ we gazed upon the face of Jesus caring. 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 Praying for the gentle, praying for the kind Praying for the guardians and protectors of the mind An’ the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time An’ we gazed upon the face of Jesus caring. Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales For the disrobed faceless forms of no position Praying for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts All persons down in taken-for-granted situations Praying for the deaf an’ blind, praying for the mute Praying for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an’ cheated by pursuit An’ we gaze upon the face of Jesus caring. 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 Praying 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 face of Jesus caring 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 praying ended Praying 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 face of Jesus caring
SINOS DA LIBERDADE Bem depois do por do sol, antes do badalar pungente da meia noite Nos atiramos pelo umbral da porta em meio a trovões que desabavam Enquanto os sinos majestosos dos raios lançavam sombras nos sons Como se fossem os sinos da liberdade cintilando Cintilando pelos guerreiros cuja força está em não lutar Cintilando pelos refugiados em seu caminho indefeso de fuga E para cada soldado oprimido naquela noite Olhamos, maravilhados, o cintilar dos sinos da liberdade. Na fornalha derretida da cidade, olhamos inesperadamente Rostos ocultos, as paredes como que querendo nos esmagar, Enquanto o eco dos carrilhões confrontado com a chuva que assoviava Dissolvia-se no som dos sinos dos relâmpagos Os sinos dobravam para os rebeldes, dobravam para os torturados Para os infelizes, abandonados e desamparados Dobravam para os párias, sempre queimados na fogueira. E olhamos, maravilhados, o cintilar dos sinos da liberdade. Pelo martelar místico e louco da tempestade selvagem O céu chicoteava seus poemas em maravilha pura Que o som dos carrilhões das igrejas sumia longe na brisa Deixando apenas os sinos dos trovões e relâmpagos Os sinos dobravam para os gentis, dobravam para os bondosos Para os guardiões e protetores das mentes E para o pintor independente que sobrevive além de seu tempo E olhamos, maravilhados, o cintilar dos sinos da liberdade. Por toda a noite, qual igreja selvagem, a chuva descortinava histórias Para os seres deslocados, sem rosto e sem agasalho Os sinos dobravam para as bocas sem lugar para serem ouvidas, Sempre inferiorizadas com essa situação assumida Os sinos dobravam para os surdos e cegos, dobravam para os mudos, Dobravam para os mal tratados, mães solitárias e prostitutas Para os proscritos, caçados e derrotados pela captura. E olhamos, maravilhados, o cintilar dos sinos da liberdade. Apesar de uma cortina branca de nuvens brilhar ao longe E do nevoeiro hipnótico ir subindo lentamente, As luzes dos raios eram como flechas, disparadas para todos, menos para aqueles Condenados a vagar ou então, até disso, impedidos. Os sinos dobravam para os que procuram algo, em sua trilha silenciosa Para os amantes de coração solitário com suas histórias muito pessoais E para cada alma gentil e inofensiva, deslocada em uma cela. E olhamos, maravilhados, o cintilar dos sinos da liberdade. Olhos brilhando e sorrindo, lembro de como ficamos parados Sem sentir o passar do tempo, que para nós ficou congelado Ao escutarmos ainda uma vez mais, ao darmos uma última olhada Tomados pela emoção, nó na garganta, até o fim do soar dos sinos Que dobravam para os feridos sem quem cuide de suas chagas Para os incontáveis acusados, E para cada pessoa impedida em todo este vasto mundo E olhamos, maravilhados, o cintilar dos sinos da liberdade.
Sorry to burst your bubble, but it IS Joan Osborne, from this 1999 soundtrack album. www.allmusic.com/album/the-60s-original-television-soundtrack-mw0000048117
I thought the lyric went something like " tolling for the misdemeanour outlaw, bound and bounded by pursuit , the mistreated, mateless mother, the misnamed prostitute.." Was that only my imagination? I thought these were the greatest lyrics ever written, though I am prone to exaggeration.
Wayne Urquhart: Full lyrics here: www.google.co.uk/search?q=lyrics+to+chimes+of+freedom&oq=Lyrics+to+%22Chimes+of&aqs=chrome.1.69i57j0l3.9667j0j8&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8
AlastairI.. hola... Joan Ozbourne es quien canta junto a BOB!!!!!!! Saludos Y para todos mis compatriotas “chilenos de corazón” se conoció la verdad (1.500) si son solo un mil quinientos de otros “chilenos” que se sienten dueños de NUESTRO PAÍS.. Pero HOY comienzan a sonar las CAMPANAS DE LIBERTAD..!!!Favor váyanse de una vez si no son capaces de ayudar de verdad y en conciencia a “vuestra patria”.. ¡! Hasta hoy INDOLENTES y MISERABLES..!! Favor, si no son capaces de dar una mano a sus coterráneos, VÁYANSE.. La oportunidad no vendrá de nuevo…!!! Hoy es el momento de ser nuestros verdaderos hermanos.. Respetamos vuestro PORVENIR y GLORIA.. Pero nuestra GLORIA y PORVENIR depende de vuestra generosidad… VIVA CHILE y “viva chile”.. Gracias BOB DYLAN y Joan Ozbourne por este mensaje Musical y Real…….
I don't understand this... theres a rendition that is THIS, brt I was told it was a differenu Joan singing with him. And I began to accept that cause this oerson isnt exactky Joan Baez, but tgen then it was someone's idea to put this video footage WITH JOAN BAEZ. Is this just a an error ? Jabe L Piepes The Musicality of Bob Dylan
There is a lot of back and forth in these comments about whether in this recording Dylan was singing with Joan Baez or Joan Osborne. In a comment below Adam Smith writes that the recording in this video isd the same as www.allmusic.com/album/the-60s-original-television-soundtrack-mw0000048117, with Joan Osborne. I suspect he is right, but in any case there is a different youtube video that definitely has Joan Baez with Dylan performing Chimes of Freedom: ruclips.net/video/zTo4zHOhN68/видео.html -- so you can compare for yourself.
9/13/23 One of his greatest! *** What *wonderful* pix! Thanks for sharing these gems. Photos showing deep, repspectful love & friendship. And .. were we ever that young? 😲 Bobby's, Joan's & my generation - Boomers AKA the Civil Rights Gen - was so passionate & so full of hope. It's seems like an eternity ago. I doubt there will ever be a generation like ours again. We got shit done! We made positive changes in every aspect of culture & society worldwide, we ended an immoral & unnecessary war, we enacted women's rights, we got Civil & Human Rights laws passed, etc.
#MyGeneration1940_1957_TrueBoomers #BobDylan #JoanBaéz
For the record, it is Joan Osborne accompanying Bob here (not Baez). As a side note, Osborne and Jackson Browne sing an incredible version of "My Back Pages"....One of the most beautiful things I have ever encountered.
your right
She sings perfectly
Thanks so much for posting. Every duet of Joan and Bob is one of a kind and so special to listen to. Bob's early voice and style was a great new young American folksinger, as was Joan.
Thanks alastairl for this gem!!!!
It's not Joan Baez it's Joan Osbourne
Thought I'd heard every known version of this including Bruce, Byrds and Bob himself but this is wonderful. Every word still sadly rings true!
Mine too! Her voice here is a perfect fit with his. One of his strongest , most poetic songs.
this is a great version of this classic song, i am a great BOB DYLAN fan and I never heard this version before, I love this one,,, many thanks to you for sharing this great tune,,,thank you,,,
I will never get tired of listening to these 2 making Harmony. And the steady melody .. so steady .. and that at rhythm always exciting..
And it's a great great song ... But like BDylan once " we can sing anything together..." Jane L Piepes
Wow, those pictures. I usually hate these slide shows, but this is somehow an exception. Those images are so compelling. Thanks for putting it together.
Happy 80th Bob...this song...oh, this song :-)
This is beautiful.
Why haven't I heard of it!
Ditto!
Was searching for this song this very morning to brighten my path after a long conversation with a co-worker. What a treat to see it was just added this morning! This song brings me back to my roots and really helps me focus on the good ol' day's values of mine. Thank you for posting this song.
This song's time has come again.
best version for me too! thanks for sharing!
Two lovers entwine in love, so beautifully in love, cheeky looks, smiling at each other, we have all been there!
Fantastic!!! Mind numbingly, eye opening fantastic!!!
For me, as well. Favorite version of a classic.
Nice version of this great song.
This was recorded in the late 90's for a TV Miniseries called 'The 60's'
I'm a dissability person. Any complain I had a good life. I'm a phisicyan. The wole world need at these people and the people growd in countries with liberty. The whole world need these example.
Staggeringly effective version of this song, especially the lone guitar back up.
FREEDOM, FREEDOM, FREEDOM... "2024"
1998 Studio Recording -
Recorded: 10/31/1998
New York City, New York
Bob Dylan shares vocals with Joan Osborne on this electric reimagining of the Another Side Track for the NBC show "The 60s".
Bruce Springsteen’s version live is in my opinion the best version ever but it still took a great song writer to write it
Re: Springsteen okay start until that sax put the chokehold of death on the whole mood. There's a time and place for that type of celebratory sounding cackle. Definitely no place for it here with the message the song conveys.
@@davidmurray2539 la più bella versione e quella di Bruceeeeeeee!più emozionante ..🤔😊🥰😍😘😘🎶🎸🎶💘💓❤️💯💯
😂😂😂😂mlr l l2
@@davidmurray2539Mmmm I take it you’re in the music business earning millions too !! I love the sax part & the whole song ! Show me a better version
@@darrenedwards6538 Cannot account for your appalling taste in protest song covers, bro. For people who prefer soulful renditions of Dylan rather than pompous Vegas show tunes, The Byrds version is the only one you should listen to.
Chimes of Freedom
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
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
Wunderschön!!!!
One of Bobby's best
Thanks for posting this it's the best version for me and I quiet like the Joan Baez pics and appreciate Joan Osbourne's brilliant contribution to this top song. Thanks for bucksfarmboy explaining the difference. FREEDOM:)
Astonishing!!!
@alastairl.. i cant thank you enough for uploading this version... 👍🙌 thank you !
my pleasure
Una canción cuya letra es de plena actualidad. Magnífico Dylan!
My favorite also; thanks for posting.
Thanks Den
@@alastairI
But your wrong..
Cause it is Joan Osbourne with Bob in 1999
great version
Love very much every song I have ever heard Bob Dylan and Joan Baez sing together. Total blessings! God bless everyone
Beautiful.
Congratulations to Bob Dylan (Nobel Prize in literatur) shared on G+ October 13, 2016
Didn't he refused it? I think so… He wasn't there.
they were so perfect together haha
too good to be true
You must be joking. Their voices clash horribly.
Dans la nuit noire de nos sociétés malades tes chansons sont de belles lumières
Elles viennent du Ciel
Sometime back from Santa Francisco
Mimi riding on a motor bike crashed
I always wanted to meet her & siss 🙏🐬✨
God tier music.
Fantastic!
At last....the version sung by the author with his most famous partner from the early 1960's. Good but different from other versions.
Great bass line and just fucking beautiful.
+houstonveer the bass line just plays the root note of every chord, in the rhythm of the bass drum..doing it's job, so to speak..wondering what you find compelling about it, other than maybe the tone (?) it is a nice tone..
It is encouraging to be able to say to yourself.. This too one day will pass,
Grande!!!!
This is the next one to try on my guitar!
Last night the Chimes of Freedom crashed above my house. Today I'm thinking of Nazanin Zadhari-Ratcliffe an unharmful gentle soul, misplaced inside an Iranian jail, a helpless victim of a pitiless religious tyranny and a fool of a British Prime Minister
It's Baez in the pictures but OSBORNE (also Joan....) singing!!
joan loved bob; check out how she looked at him❤
I'm not sure I can disagree with you alastiarl thanks for this.
Then and now...
I can't believe Dylan wrote this !! on a level with Shakespeare... and he was a pretty good writer.
Shakespeare, hold my beer.
Youssou Ndour version is the best
This is the second best version I have heard. No-one can beat the version by The Byrds.
No one can top Dylan singing his own songs. Your problem is that you expect singers to have "pretty" voices. Name one blues singer who does.
No one can compete with Dylan and Baez
The ultimate verion is by Dylan at Newport.
"The Byrds" were like many bands of their day: the hype was greater than the substance.
The Byrds are just a pop band, you can’t even compare them to Dylan on any level, for a start The Byrds version is only three minutes when the original version is over seven minutes. One is a silly little unoriginal pop band the other is Dylan.
@@bertsmith6373 Accompanying singer is Joan Osborne, not Baez....FYI
Nothing rises to the emotional level that the lyrics demand like the three part harmonies of Gene Clark, Jim McGuinn and to me, the greatest high harmony singer that rock has ever produced, David Crosby. This video presents a casual singalong bolstered a tad by the same dude who played organ on Positively 4th Street sounds like.
The Byrds' version descended from the direction of the heavens.
yet, he wrote it. hmmmm
@@alastairI And the ponderousness of your thought bubble is supposed to be making what point precisely?
NICE PICS
WOW.
Thanks Tina
it's Joan OSBORNE, for the record
but it's got that wild mercury sound
you are right, the girl's voice IS Joan Osborne!!!!
I prefer the version without any other compliment
it this was suppose to be from the soundtrack of the mini series 'The Sixties' then it is not Joan Baez, for that series Joan Osbourse was his partner in song.
A PRAYER OF ST. MITCH BUNNY-RABBIT, by Dr. Mitch Medina
Adapted from “The Chimes of Freedom”, by Bob Dylan
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
Praying for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Praying 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 face of Jesus caring
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
Praying for the rebel, praying for the rake
Praying for the luckless, the abandoned an’ forsaked
Praying for the outcast, burnin’ constantly at stake
An’ we gazed upon the face of Jesus caring.
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
Praying for the gentle, praying for the kind
Praying for the guardians and protectors of the mind
An’ the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time
An’ we gazed upon the face of Jesus caring.
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
For the disrobed faceless forms of no position
Praying for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts
All persons down in taken-for-granted situations
Praying for the deaf an’ blind, praying for the mute
Praying for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute
For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an’ cheated by pursuit
An’ we gaze upon the face of Jesus caring.
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
Praying 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 face of Jesus caring
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 praying ended
Praying 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 face of Jesus caring
I like the original way better
@@lenjohnson3037 Thanks for reading it.
SINOS DA LIBERDADE
Bem depois do por do sol, antes do badalar pungente da meia noite
Nos atiramos pelo umbral da porta em meio a trovões que desabavam
Enquanto os sinos majestosos dos raios lançavam sombras nos sons
Como se fossem os sinos da liberdade cintilando
Cintilando pelos guerreiros cuja força está em não lutar
Cintilando pelos refugiados em seu caminho indefeso de fuga
E para cada soldado oprimido naquela noite
Olhamos, maravilhados, o cintilar dos sinos da liberdade.
Na fornalha derretida da cidade, olhamos inesperadamente
Rostos ocultos, as paredes como que querendo nos esmagar,
Enquanto o eco dos carrilhões confrontado com a chuva que assoviava
Dissolvia-se no som dos sinos dos relâmpagos
Os sinos dobravam para os rebeldes, dobravam para os torturados
Para os infelizes, abandonados e desamparados
Dobravam para os párias, sempre queimados na fogueira.
E olhamos, maravilhados, o cintilar dos sinos da liberdade.
Pelo martelar místico e louco da tempestade selvagem
O céu chicoteava seus poemas em maravilha pura
Que o som dos carrilhões das igrejas sumia longe na brisa
Deixando apenas os sinos dos trovões e relâmpagos
Os sinos dobravam para os gentis, dobravam para os bondosos
Para os guardiões e protetores das mentes
E para o pintor independente que sobrevive além de seu tempo
E olhamos, maravilhados, o cintilar dos sinos da liberdade.
Por toda a noite, qual igreja selvagem, a chuva descortinava histórias
Para os seres deslocados, sem rosto e sem agasalho
Os sinos dobravam para as bocas sem lugar para serem ouvidas,
Sempre inferiorizadas com essa situação assumida
Os sinos dobravam para os surdos e cegos, dobravam para os mudos,
Dobravam para os mal tratados, mães solitárias e prostitutas
Para os proscritos, caçados e derrotados pela captura.
E olhamos, maravilhados, o cintilar dos sinos da liberdade.
Apesar de uma cortina branca de nuvens brilhar ao longe
E do nevoeiro hipnótico ir subindo lentamente,
As luzes dos raios eram como flechas, disparadas para todos, menos para aqueles
Condenados a vagar ou então, até disso, impedidos.
Os sinos dobravam para os que procuram algo, em sua trilha silenciosa
Para os amantes de coração solitário com suas histórias muito pessoais
E para cada alma gentil e inofensiva, deslocada em uma cela.
E olhamos, maravilhados, o cintilar dos sinos da liberdade.
Olhos brilhando e sorrindo, lembro de como ficamos parados
Sem sentir o passar do tempo, que para nós ficou congelado
Ao escutarmos ainda uma vez mais, ao darmos uma última olhada
Tomados pela emoção, nó na garganta, até o fim do soar dos sinos
Que dobravam para os feridos sem quem cuide de suas chagas
Para os incontáveis acusados,
E para cada pessoa impedida em todo este vasto mundo
E olhamos, maravilhados, o cintilar dos sinos da liberdade.
It's Joan Osborne but sounds like it was recorded in 1965, love it.
Joan Chandos Baez (Joan Baez), no Osborne
Sorry to burst your bubble, but it IS Joan Osborne, from this 1999 soundtrack album. www.allmusic.com/album/the-60s-original-television-soundtrack-mw0000048117
A really powerful song. Love it too.
Guy Michel this is Joan Osborne.
you could be right and they just gave Joan Osburn credit in the movie credits
Thé best
The best version is the Newport Festival one. Total magic.
For me, best live performance of his entire career (not this song but any)
Love this song and especially this version also. I kind of wish it was Joan Baez but it isn't; it's Joan Osborne.
Thank you
Unfortunately they couldn't stand one another!
It was Joan Osbourne
two Joans...this one Joan Baez...almost same arrangement as the Osbourne one...same time frame during the Rolling Thunder movie/tour.
@@mortimerzilch2608 No. This is Joan Osborne. This version was made in the late 90's for a tv miniseries call The 60's.
@@mortimerzilch2608 Note that this is an older Bob Dylan singing here.
i like the solo of Dylan at the Newport Folk Festival 1964. btw, that's joan osborne, not baez
this very good, also
Fucking brilliant version. That's all you need to know. Cheers Bob.
Terrific job with a terrific song. That guitar for the first 50-plus seconds of this deal are da finest-kind. Vets for Trump 2020
I must confess that I have doubt about Baez singing or not this song.... Listening to the song with a headphone, I wonder....
This is Joan Osborne.
Respek.
Joan Osborne, actually
Pulsating version of this classic.
THIS IS JOAN OSBORNE
Parading my ignorance
I admitted not knowing how to make sense of the war
I fought for freedom
I thought the lyric went something like " tolling for the misdemeanour outlaw, bound and bounded by pursuit , the mistreated, mateless mother, the misnamed prostitute.." Was that only my imagination?
I thought these were the greatest lyrics ever written, though I am prone to exaggeration.
Wayne Urquhart: Full lyrics here:
www.google.co.uk/search?q=lyrics+to+chimes+of+freedom&oq=Lyrics+to+%22Chimes+of&aqs=chrome.1.69i57j0l3.9667j0j8&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8
This song has other verses that aren't included in this version
AlastairI.. hola... Joan Ozbourne es quien canta junto a BOB!!!!!!! Saludos
Y para todos mis compatriotas “chilenos de corazón” se conoció la verdad (1.500) si son solo un mil quinientos de otros “chilenos” que se sienten dueños de NUESTRO PAÍS.. Pero HOY comienzan a sonar las CAMPANAS DE LIBERTAD..!!!Favor váyanse de una vez si no son capaces de ayudar de verdad y en conciencia a “vuestra patria”.. ¡! Hasta hoy INDOLENTES y MISERABLES..!! Favor, si no son capaces de dar una mano a sus coterráneos, VÁYANSE.. La oportunidad no vendrá de nuevo…!!! Hoy es el momento de ser nuestros verdaderos hermanos.. Respetamos vuestro PORVENIR y GLORIA.. Pero nuestra GLORIA y PORVENIR depende de vuestra generosidad… VIVA CHILE y “viva chile”.. Gracias BOB DYLAN y Joan Ozbourne por este mensaje Musical y Real…….
he really messed up when he ditched joan
I don't understand this... theres a rendition that is THIS, brt I was told it was a differenu Joan singing with him. And I began to accept that cause this oerson isnt exactky Joan Baez, but tgen then it was someone's idea to put this video footage WITH JOAN BAEZ. Is this just a an error ?
Jabe L Piepes The Musicality of Bob Dylan
yeah 'Prof'....check the earlier comment...
@bucksfarmboy Thanks....wish I hadn't put on pics with Joan Baez!!! Brilliant song though!
when was this recorded? was it liive?
Een pracht plaat.
You can hardly hear the two singers over the loud background music.
Is it Baez or Osborne?? (Sounds like BAEZ to me!?)
OSBORNE. i have the cd from the nbc film, compared it several times. trust me, OSBORNE!
Osborne, not Baez.
bob an joan really made a nice couple ;)
Wow, i never heard this anyone know when it was? Brilliant 👏👏👏
which year was this?
big shit down....
in ...cre.....ible.........bob.......joan..........parasiemp
Verses left out again
That is not Joanie
Joan Osborne!
Chimes of Freedom - Bob Dylan & Joan Osborne. From the Album The 60's original NBC [www.amazon.com/Chimes-Of-Freedom/dp/B001O3Y4BS]
There is a lot of back and forth in these comments about whether in this recording Dylan was singing with Joan Baez or Joan Osborne. In a comment below Adam Smith writes that the recording in this video isd the same as www.allmusic.com/album/the-60s-original-television-soundtrack-mw0000048117, with Joan Osborne. I suspect he is right, but in any case there is a different youtube video that definitely has Joan Baez with Dylan performing Chimes of Freedom: ruclips.net/video/zTo4zHOhN68/видео.html -- so you can compare for yourself.
as nice as The Byrds´version.
Beautiful, but do not recognize the voice of Joan Baez
Because its Joan Osborne....!!!
Bruce Springsteen’s version???? I think no one comes close to The Byrds rendition!
You probably wish Kiss had done a version just for you!
its ma rainey
learn same thingings americans.......