Questa canzone rappresenta la colonna sonora della mia gioventù e di tutta la mia intera vita. Probabilmente non passa giorno che non l'ascolti almeno una volta.
This is the best version of this song I have ever heard him or anyone sing. The more pitched nasal voice of his youth has been replaced by a more mature fluid wider lower range. He brings an urgency and passion to the song that brings it alive in ways I have not felt for years. I think his singing and presence on this tour might be his best singing ever in his career. It helps one remember what a truly astonishing songwriter, singer and artist this man is. We were blessed to live in the same era as Bob Dylan.
Yeah, these versions, in some cases very different versions, are great openings into how great he was live, how perfect and appropriate his vocals were for the songs, contrary to popular opinion. It became essentially cool to make fun of bob Dylan vocals years ago, and like most popular humor (or music), it isn't actually funny (or good, in the case of genuinely popular music) but sad. It's sad to know huge numbers of droolers listen to Taylor swift and make fun of a great person like this. But hey, more for me
His reworking it slightly here because of his age and vocal maturity gives it new life. i totally agree. That he could write hundreds like this is just mind boggling.
I would have to say this song specifically and this time period was the best Dylan's voice sounded. I have listened to this live album over and over and love it more each time :)
I think that this song is the best song ever written, it has something mystical, the lyrics are just phenomenal, and the guitar brings you to another dimension
I grew up with this song. I was only 13 when I heard this song with The Byrds in 1965. This version from 1975 is the ultimate version. Thank you very much Bob Dylan. You are from the special house in our neighbourhood! So many of your songs have protected me from going out of my mind, and give up!
Love this lovely lilting rendition of this song. A song that sinks deeper into my soul each time I listen to it! I don’t think I exaggerate at all by saying that it captures a type of awakening to a journey perhaps even com formation of Bob’s artistic expression! An infinite and accompanied journey! Love it!🙌🤍
The only other performances that could possibly match this were on the 1966 & 1995 tours. Dylan gets it right on all levels here with a truly stunning vocal.
Here he extstends the beauty of this song. I could sing it anytime any old red eyed morning coming home at night from too noisy circumstances with noting but the unsaid.thoughts
@@filipstohr4776 by mistake, in my language we talk the same as we write. One letter/grapheme = one phoneme. So, we write exactly the same way as we speak.
Notice the difference? The 1975 audience was listening. If it was during the 2020's you'd hear a constant barrage of audience members going "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
Letra en español: Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí, no tengo sueño y no voy a ninguna parte. Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí, en la ruidosa mañana vendré siguiendote. Aunque sé que el imperio de la noche ha vuelto a la arena, (se ha) desvanecido de mi mano, me ha dejado a ciegas aquí, pero todavía no me duermo. Mi cansancio me asombra, estoy clavado a mis pies, no tengo a nadie con quien encontrarme, y la antigua y vacía calle está demasiado muerta para soñar. Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí, no tengo sueño y no voy a ninguna parte. Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí, en la ruidosa mañana vendré siguiéndote. Llévame en un viaje sobre tu mágico barco mis sentidos han sido desnudados, mis manos no pueden sentir (lo suficiente) para agarrarse, mis dedos de los pies, demasiado entumecidos para andar, solo espero que los tacones de mis botas deambulen, estoy listo para ir a cualquier sitio, estoy listo para desvanecerme en mi propio desfile, lanza tu hechizo de baile en mi dirección, prometo que me pondré bajo su influjo. Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí, no tengo sueño y no voy a ninguna parte. Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí, en la ruidosa mañana vendré siguiéndote Entonces hazme desaparecer a través de los anillos de humo de mi mente, bajo las neblinosas ruinas del tiempo, muy lejos de las hojas congeladas, los hechizados, asustados árboles, fuera de la ventosa playa lejos del retorcido alcance de las locas penas. Sí, bailar bajo el cielo de diamante con una mano saludando libremente. Perfilado por el mar, rodeado por las arenas del circo, con todos los recuerdos y el destino, conducidos profundo bajo las olas, déjame que me olvide de hoy hasta mañana. Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí, no tengo sueño y no voy a ninguna parte. Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí, en la ruidosa mañana vendré siguiéndote
El solo de harmonica es soberbio. Creo que nadie ha tocado tan bien este instrumento. Me quedo con la original pero esta versión rivaliza perfectamente con ella y es una muestra del estado de gracia en el que se encontraba. También de que su voz es prodigiosa, al contrario de lo que muchos afirman.
This is obviously a great song. And I love the early "folk tempo" performances. But I think it really "takes off" in the Byrds version AND when Bob did it on RTR.
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle mornin' I'll come followin' you Though I know that evening's empire has returned into sand Vanished from my hand Left me blindly here to stand, but still not sleeping My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet I have no one to meet And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle mornin' I'll come followin' you Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship My senses have been stripped My hands can't feel to grip My toes too numb to step Wait only for my boot heels to be wandering I'm ready to go anywhere I'm ready for to fade Into my own parade Cast your dancing spell my way I promise to go under it Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle mornin' I'll come followin' you Though you might hear laughing, spinning Swinging madly across the sun It's not aimed at anyone It's just escaping on the run And but for the sky, there are no fences facing And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme To your tambourine in time It's just a ragged clown behind I wouldn't pay it any mind It's just a shadow you're seeing, that he's chasing Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle mornin' I'll come followin' you Then take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind Down the foggy ruins of time Far past the frozen leaves The haunted, frightened trees Out to the windy beach Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky With one hand waving free Silhouetted by the sea Circled by the circus sands With all memory and fate, driven deep beneath the waves Let me forget about today until tomorrow Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle mornin' I'll come followin' you
@@richardmcgann5542 Brothers in Rock n Roll, l have been to England, Wale's, and Scotland, one of the best times of my life, great people!!!☯️ Stay True my friend!
It is quite wonderful, but he doesn't sing the entire last stanza, which I find the most moving. When you think about what a remarkable song this is - lyrics and music - it is interesting that it has been covered so rarely. The biggest omission is very strange indeed - Joan Baez. She certainly sang a great deal of his work, but never - even in live performance - touched this one at all
And the omitted verse is verse 3 of 4 (if you go by the "Bringing It All Back Home" version): "You might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly 'cross the sun ..." But yes, a wonderful version.
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you Though I know that evening's empire has returned into sand Vanished from my hand Left me blindly here to stand, but still not sleeping My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet I have no one to meet And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship My senses have been stripped My hands can't feel to grip My toes too numb to step Wait only for my boot heels to be wandering I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade Into my own parade Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun It's not aimed at anyone It's just escaping on the run And but for the sky there are no fences facing And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme To your tambourine in time It's just a ragged clown behind I wouldn't pay it any mind It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind Down the foggy ruins of time Far past the frozen leaves The haunted frightened trees Out to the windy beach Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky With one hand waving free Silhouetted by the sea Circled by the circus sands With all memory and fate Driven deep beneath the waves Let me forget about today until tomorrow Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you Source: LyricFind Songwriters: Bob Dylan
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you Though I know that evening's empire has returned into sand Vanished from my hand Left me blindly here to stand, but still not sleeping My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet I have no one to meet And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship My senses have been stripped My hands can't feel to grip My toes too numb to step Wait only for my boot heels to be wandering I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade Into my own parade Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun It's not aimed at anyone It's just escaping on the run And but for the sky there are no fences facing And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme To your tambourine in time It's just a ragged clown behind I wouldn't pay it any mind It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind Down the foggy ruins of time Far past the frozen leaves The haunted frightened trees Out to the windy beach Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky With one hand waving free Silhouetted by the sea Circled by the circus sands With all memory and fate Driven deep beneath the waves Let me forget about today until tomorrow Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
![Bob Dylan - Sara (Live at Madison Square Garden - 1975) [Rolling Thunder Revue]](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/rC1-81KMms4/mqdefault.jpg)
The greatest song ever written. No exaggeration.
It is in my top 10 for sure
that would be idiot wind
what about vision of johanna tho''
@J. Dallison “the ancient streets too dead for dreaming”
@@themogul5442 I mean all of Dylans songs are the best ever written he's one of a kind
What a great version of this song. Thanks Martin Scorcese for reminding everyone how great Rolling Thunder was.
I like this but I wasn't crazy about Rolling Thunder.
it was a failure lmao
It was great film. If u didn't like it ur nuts
@@learntowaterski not talking about the film but the bombings
Unlike his other versions, he croons the words to the melody. Beautiful.
oh guys, this is gold. greatest day in youtube´s history
you are so right
Questa canzone rappresenta la colonna sonora della mia gioventù e di tutta la mia intera vita. Probabilmente non passa giorno che non l'ascolti almeno una volta.
Hands down the best version of this song!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
One of Dylan's many high points. The greatest songs of all time are truly timeless and this is one of them.
I close my eyes and almost cry. So good.
Exactly. I get hypnotised listening to this song. Incredible ❤❤
This is the best version of this song I have ever heard him or anyone sing. The more pitched nasal voice of his youth has been replaced by a more mature fluid wider lower range. He brings an urgency and passion to the song that brings it alive in ways I have not felt for years. I think his singing and presence on this tour might be his best singing ever in his career. It helps one remember what a truly astonishing songwriter, singer and artist this man is. We were blessed to live in the same era as Bob Dylan.
To dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waiving free...
He sounds so different in this version. I like it, but never heard him actually sing this way. I even heard a tremolo going on. Great stuff here!!
I think he changed the key to C
Yeah, these versions, in some cases very different versions, are great openings into how great he was live, how perfect and appropriate his vocals were for the songs, contrary to popular opinion.
It became essentially cool to make fun of bob Dylan vocals years ago, and like most popular humor (or music), it isn't actually funny (or good, in the case of genuinely popular music) but sad. It's sad to know huge numbers of droolers listen to Taylor swift and make fun of a great person like this. But hey, more for me
✌🎸🎶
Original is in E this is in C
Definitely my favourite version of Mr Tambourine Man.
After 20 years later from first listening... And it's still the best song ever magically created
The days pass away but the music always stays.
This song will never get enough credit for how truly amazing it is.
His reworking it slightly here because of his age and vocal maturity gives it new life. i totally agree. That he could write hundreds like this is just mind boggling.
My favourite version
I would have to say this song specifically and this time period was the best Dylan's voice sounded. I have listened to this live album over and over and love it more each time :)
I totally agree, Andrew! I have it on cd in my car and vinyl at home.
from a fellow Andrew :)
I said that too.
Wow absolutely beautiful
And but for the sky, there are no fences facing 😎
Hello Dear, it’s nice meeting you on here.
well i am without words to tell how I feel about this song..outstanding..that harmonica!!
These shows were so absolutely incredible!
the words, voice and conscious of a generation.
I think that this song is the best song ever written, it has something mystical, the lyrics are just phenomenal, and the guitar brings you to another dimension
It's about dealing with death from an atheist's perspective, thats what played when they shoot Hunter S. Thompson's ashes from cannon.
@@Daniel3NT for me its just poetry, and poetry is just raw emotions, stop interpreting every single thing, just enjoy
My favorite version!What a Genius you’re...”in the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you”
I will Mr Bob Dylan!Amazed!!!
Thank you Mr. Dylan for this song. I've been there and I can´t describe it any better, not even close.
Super bob only he can play it so well
Atemporal, top, aways the best. God bless you, Bob.
I grew up with this song. I was only 13 when I heard this song with The Byrds in 1965. This version from 1975 is the ultimate version. Thank you very much Bob Dylan. You are from the special house in our neighbourhood! So many of your songs have protected me from going out of my mind, and give up!
This song has the most sublime lyric ever written.
Love this version
Love this lovely lilting rendition of this song. A song that sinks deeper into my soul each time I listen to it! I don’t think I exaggerate at all by saying that it captures a type of awakening to a journey perhaps even com formation of Bob’s artistic expression! An infinite and accompanied journey! Love it!🙌🤍
Beutiful ❤ thanks
You played this one on my day of birth, so happy birthday to you today.
The only other performances that could possibly match this were on the 1966 & 1995 tours. Dylan gets it right on all levels here with a truly stunning vocal.
the 1971 performance at the Bangladesh benefit show is truly brilliant
thanks bob for so many different versions of your so many great songs
magical version love the tone of his voice in this period
Todo el material del gran poeta y maestro bob dylan siempre se disfruta mucho al escucharlo saludos
What a great is Bob, he's the best forever... I love you
Bob for President. Of some forgotten shore. X
Best version I’ve heard
I'm getting me one of these albums as soon as I can this stuff is gold
I ordered mine!! So excited to receive my cds today
Best version hands down
Best live version for me 😍
Never done better. Wow!
So well done, blessed be Bob
Here he extstends the beauty of this song. I could sing it anytime any old red eyed morning coming home at night from too noisy circumstances with noting but the unsaid.thoughts
Great song with, finaly, original Bob Dilan's voice.
how can you wrote Bob Dilan?
@@filipstohr4776 by mistake, in my language we talk the same as we write. One letter/grapheme = one phoneme. So, we write exactly the same way as we speak.
But it's clearly spelled in the title, description, and video image..."Dylan".
@@jerannorman7832 Bro, I said it was mistake, relax.
Wonderful Bob D.💕💓❤️ thank you 🙏🏻 🥰
Best version
Well. That is that then. A certified talent x
Life affirming stuff
Nothing druggie about it.
So sober it is astonishing x
I’m ready to go anywhere, take me to the smoke rings of my mind.....there is no place I’m going to......70 years after my grandparents came to the US
Hello Dear, it’s nice meeting you on here.
Thank You, Bob,
a Gem of a Song.
Fabulous.
💕🎤🎼🍀🌻🎸🦄💫
Wonderfull my sweet friend 🙋❤️thanks
Fantastic upload my friend brilliant
Let me forget about today until tomorrow!
The standout line for me.
superb
Should be America's national anthem...
It is!
Lovely!
"amazes me" - Thank YOU ! - 4 the uploads ,
Goddamn! that harmonica solo!
Magical! 3 people have no good taste in music.. just saying this has literally always been my #1 favorite live performances ever
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow...
Beauty
Another time, another place
ON THIS DAY.
So fuckin perfect 👌 thanks bob
❤
Another great
The ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
🎼🎼🎶🎸🎸❤️⭐️
I still prefer the original, but this is sure a great performance, I hope I can watch the documentary when I have time
Holy shit, looks like we will have to find proper jobs! That was the Beatles, Stones, Donovan etc when they first heard this masterpiece.
This is a lot less "shouty" than the classic version and sound of that era he was recording.
Notice the difference? The 1975 audience was listening.
If it was during the 2020's you'd hear a constant barrage of audience members going "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
Wish the harmonica at the end lasted for half an hour.
🤯🤯🤯
Xoxoxo
Letra en español:
Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí,
no tengo sueño y no voy a ninguna parte.
Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí,
en la ruidosa mañana vendré siguiendote.
Aunque sé que el imperio de la noche
ha vuelto a la arena,
(se ha) desvanecido de mi mano,
me ha dejado a ciegas aquí, pero todavía no me duermo.
Mi cansancio me asombra, estoy clavado a mis pies,
no tengo a nadie con quien encontrarme,
y la antigua y vacía calle está demasiado muerta para soñar.
Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí,
no tengo sueño y no voy a ninguna parte.
Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí,
en la ruidosa mañana vendré siguiéndote.
Llévame en un viaje sobre tu mágico barco
mis sentidos han sido desnudados,
mis manos no pueden sentir (lo suficiente) para agarrarse,
mis dedos de los pies, demasiado entumecidos para andar,
solo espero que los tacones de mis botas deambulen,
estoy listo para ir a cualquier sitio,
estoy listo para desvanecerme en mi propio desfile,
lanza tu hechizo de baile en mi dirección,
prometo que me pondré bajo su influjo.
Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí,
no tengo sueño y no voy a ninguna parte.
Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí,
en la ruidosa mañana vendré siguiéndote
Entonces hazme desaparecer
a través de los anillos de humo de mi mente,
bajo las neblinosas ruinas del tiempo,
muy lejos de las hojas congeladas,
los hechizados, asustados árboles, fuera de la ventosa playa
lejos del retorcido alcance de las locas penas.
Sí, bailar bajo el cielo de diamante
con una mano saludando libremente.
Perfilado por el mar, rodeado por las arenas del circo,
con todos los recuerdos y el destino,
conducidos profundo bajo las olas,
déjame que me olvide de hoy hasta mañana.
Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí,
no tengo sueño y no voy a ninguna parte.
Hey, Señor Pandereta, toca una canción para mí,
en la ruidosa mañana vendré siguiéndote
El solo de harmonica es soberbio. Creo que nadie ha tocado tan bien este instrumento. Me quedo con la original pero esta versión rivaliza perfectamente con ella y es una muestra del estado de gracia en el que se encontraba. También de que su voz es prodigiosa, al contrario de lo que muchos afirman.
cause of this u r the one, the only one you son of a bitch, youre freaking amazing
No, thank YOU!
This is obviously a great song. And I love the early "folk tempo" performances. But I think it really "takes off" in the Byrds version AND when Bob did it on RTR.
Somebody have the guitar tabs for this version?
I know the G-A-D version but this one is different.
Thanks 🙏🏽
Think its in C..
C em f f
F G C Em F
@@ant263 It's definitely in C. I think the 6th string is dropped to C. Love minus zero also uses this tuning.
He almost sounds like Steve Forbert here.
Come on ,bob ,you missed a verse out ,that's spoiled an otherwise brilliant version
Happy birthday Bob...ma il Nobel andava dato a Philip Roth..
Today. Baez hard to cope with. Even the lovely Patti Smith. But u? Let me cope with u.
Are u really ready to go anywhere? Really? Anywhere?
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle mornin' I'll come followin' you
Though I know that evening's empire has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand, but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle mornin' I'll come followin' you
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship
My senses have been stripped
My hands can't feel to grip
My toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wandering
I'm ready to go anywhere
I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle mornin' I'll come followin' you
Though you might hear laughing, spinning
Swinging madly across the sun
It's not aimed at anyone
It's just escaping on the run
And but for the sky, there are no fences facing
And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time
It's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind
It's just a shadow you're seeing, that he's chasing
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle mornin' I'll come followin' you
Then take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time
Far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees
Out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
With one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea
Circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate, driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle mornin' I'll come followin' you
Shame on you Americans for not responding Bob Dylan I'm worrying from India
Fuck off
Are you out of your mind, we worship Bob Dylan in America!!!☯️
@@dalekidd8431 and in the uk
@@richardmcgann5542 Brothers in Rock n Roll, l have been to England, Wale's, and Scotland, one of the best times of my life, great people!!!☯️ Stay True my friend!
It is quite wonderful, but he doesn't sing the entire last stanza, which I find the most moving. When you think about what a remarkable song this is - lyrics and music - it is interesting that it has been covered so rarely. The biggest omission is very strange indeed - Joan Baez. She certainly sang a great deal of his work, but never - even in live performance - touched this one at all
He actually just cuts out an entire verse.
And the omitted verse is verse 3 of 4 (if you go by the "Bringing It All Back Home" version): "You might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly 'cross the sun ..." But yes, a wonderful version.
💎
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Though I know that evening's empire has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand, but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship
My senses have been stripped
My hands can't feel to grip
My toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wandering
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun
It's not aimed at anyone
It's just escaping on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facing
And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time
It's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind
It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time
Far past the frozen leaves
The haunted frightened trees
Out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
With one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea
Circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate
Driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Bob Dylan
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Though I know that evening's empire has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand, but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship
My senses have been stripped
My hands can't feel to grip
My toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wandering
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun
It's not aimed at anyone
It's just escaping on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facing
And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time
It's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind
It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time
Far past the frozen leaves
The haunted frightened trees
Out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
With one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea
Circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate
Driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you