Bob Dylan(born on May 24, 1941) is an American singer-songwriter, musician and poet, whose place in American and European culture in the 19 60sthrough to the present is unique. Much of Dylan's best known work is from the 1960s, when he became an informal documentarian and reluctant figurehead of American unrest. Some of his songs, such as "Blowin' in the Wind" and "The Times They Are A-Changin'", became anthems of the anti-war and civil rights movements. He remains an influential and popular artist; his most recent album of new songs, 2006's Modern Times, reached #1 on the charts in the US and #3 in Britain. Dylan's early lyrics incorporated politics, social commentary, philosophy and literary influences, defying existing popmusic conventions and appealing widely to the counterculture of the time.
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Bob Dylan
Theres guns across the river aimin at ya
Lawman on your trail, hed like to catch ya
Bounty hunters, too, theyd like to get ya
Billy, they dont like you to be so free.
Campin out all night on the berenda
Dealin cards til dawn in the hacienda
Up to boot hill theyd like to send ya
Billy, dont you turn your back on me.
Playin around with some sweet senorita
Into her dark hallway she will lead ya
In some lonesome shadows she will greet ya
Billy, youre so far away from home.
Theres eyes behind the mirrors in empty places
Bullet holes and scars between the spaces
Theres always one more notch and ten more paces
Billy, and youre walkin all alone.
They say that pat garretts got your number
So sleep with one eye open when you slumber
Every little sound just might be thunder
Thunder from the barrel of his gun.
Guitars will play your grand finale
Down in some tularosa alley,
Maybe in the rio pecos valley
Billy, youre so far away from home.
Theres always some new stranger sneakin glances
Some trigger-happy fool willin to take chances
And some old whore from san pedro to make advances
Advances on your spirit and your soul.
The businessmen from taos want you to go down
Theyve hired pat garrett to force a showdown.
Billy, dont it make ya feel so low-down
To be shot down by the man who was your friend?
Hang on to your woman if you got one
Remember in el paso, once, you shot one.
She may have been a whore, but she was a hot one
Billy, you been runnin for so long.
Guitars will play your grand finale
Down in some tularosa alley
Maybe in the rio pecos valley
Billy, youre so far away from home.