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Bob Dylan John Wesley Harding (1967)
All songs by Bob Dylan.\nBob Dylan: vocals, guitar, harmonica, piano\nCharlie McCoy: bass\nKenny Buttrey: drums\nPete Drake (tracks 11,12): pedal steel guitar\nRecorded by Charlie Bragg at Columbia Studio A, Nashville US-TN, 1967-10-17 (3,5,6), 1967-11-06 (1,2,4,8,9), and 1967-11-29 (7,10-12).\nProduced by Bob Johnston.\nOriginally released as Columbia LP C-2804 (1967-12-27).\nCD: Columbia CK 92395 (2004-06-01), UPC 827969239520.
This folk cd contains 12 tracks and runs 38min 58sec.
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1. Bob Dylan - John Wesley Harding (03:00)
   (Bob Dylan)\nJohn Wesley Harding was a friend to the poor He travelled with a gun in every hand All along this country side he opened many a door But he was never known to hurt an honest man Twas down in Chaney County, a time they talk about With his lady
2. Bob Dylan - As I Went Out One Morning (02:52)
   (Bob Dylan)\nAs I went out one morning to breathe the air aound Tom Paine's I spied the fairest damsel that ever did walk in chains I offered her my hand, she took me by the arm I knew that very instant she meant to do me harm "Part from me this momeent."
3. Bob Dylan - I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine (03:55)
   (Bob Dylan)\nI dreamed I saw St. Augustine alive as you or me Tearing through these quarters in the utmost misery With a blanket underneath his arm and a coat of solid gold Searching for the very souls whom already have been sold "Arise, arise", he cried
4. Bob Dylan - All Along the Watchtower (02:34)
   (Bob Dylan)\n"There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief, "There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief Businessmen they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth None of them along the line know what any of it is worth" "No reason to
5. Bob Dylan - The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest (05:35)
   (Bob Dylan)\nWell, Frankie Lee and Judas Priest, they were the best of friends. So, when Frankie Lee needed money one day, Judas quickly pulled out a roll of tens, And placed them on a foot stool just above the clouded plain. Saying, "Take your pick, Fran
6. Bob Dylan - Drifter's Escape (02:48)
   (Bob Dylan)\n"Oh, help me in my weakness", I heard the drifter say As they carried him from the court room and were taking him away. "My trip hasn't been a pleasant one and my time it isn't long And I still do not know what it was that I've done wrong." W
7. Bob Dylan - Dear Landlord (03:18)
   (Bob Dylan)\nDear landlord, please don't put a price on my soul My burden is heavy, my dreams are beyond control When that steamboat whistle blows I'm gonna to give you all that I got to give And I do hope you receive it well Depending on the way you feel
8. Bob Dylan - I Am a Lonesome Hobo (03:24)
   (Bob Dylan)\nI am a lonesome hobo Without family or friends. Where another man's life might begin That's exactly where mine ends. I have tried my hand at bribery, Blackmail and deceit. And I've served time for everything 'cept beggin' on the street. Well,
9. Bob Dylan - I Pity the Poor Immigrant (04:16)
   (Bob Dylan)\nI pity the poor immigrant Who wishes he would've stayed home Who uses all his power to do evil But in the end is always left so alone That man whom with his fingers cheats And whom lies with every breath Who passionately hates his life And li
10. Bob Dylan - The Wicked Messenger (02:05)
    (Bob Dylan)\nThere was a wicked messenger from Eli he did come With a mind that multiplied the smallest matter. When questioned who had sent for him he answered with his thumb For his tongue it could not speak but only flatter. He stayed behind the assemb
11. Bob Dylan - Down Along the Cove (02:25)
    (Bob Dylan)\nDown along the cove I spied my true love coming my way Down along the cove I spied my true love coming my way I said, "Lord have mercy momma, It sure is good to see you comin' today." Down along the cove I spied my little bundle of joy Down a
12. Bob Dylan - I'll Be Your Baby Tonight (02:38)
    (Bob Dylan)\nClose your eyes, close the door You don't have to worry anymore I'll be your baby tonight Shut the light, shut the shade You don't have to be afraid I'll be your baby tonight Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away We're gonna forget it That