To all the foolish people who say Dylan cant sing, they need to take a listen to this...his voice is clear as crystal, strong and unique. Nobody could sing it better.
I know! I was just thinking that. I just laugh at those people in comments saying with such authority that Dylan had a terrible voice. It's a balm to me. I read Joan Baez saying he was a marvel to her, the things he could do with his voice.
The last 35 years he does not sing but makes the sound of an astmatic raven with laryngitis, he makes horrible sounds which seem to originate from beyond the gave, raping his own songs ... It's the worst 'shot' voice in music industry.
I’ve been listening to Dylan for thirty plus years, and only just recently heard this for the first time. As has happened so many times before, I had to stop what I was doing, and softly whisper, “ Oh my God “……
I'm 74 and now in a care home, but Dylan's music is here with me, nearly 60 years after The Time's They Are a Changin' first spoke magic from our ancient radiogram. This song, though, I'd never heard until half an hour ago. And there are people who say “He can't even sing”. My God! Just listen, just hear this.
I've been listening and playing on my guitar.Bob dylan's music for fifty years plus, Not familiar with this particular song, Feels like my new favorite
Yes, 'No Direction Home' was the first time I heard it. Played in full, un-edited, at the end of that film. Credit to Martin Scorsese, who certainly knows what is of value. I was transfixed, in tears - what an extraordinary, beautiful song. The tune derives from the Scottish traditional, 'O Waly Waly'. And Dylan's brilliant re-interpretation of rhythm, and his lovely, haunting lyric, take it to a whole other level - a masterpiece. I'm Scottish, and am so pleased that Bob Dylan has found, and created so much ( eg 'A Hard Rain's a gonna fall' ; 'Percy's song' ) from old Scottish ballads and tunes. As a fine Scottish performer/ songwriter recently said at his concert, " I feel privileged to be alive, at the same time as Bob Dylan".
My mom loved this song. She never knew about it until I watched the doc on repeat She said it was her favourite Bob Dylan song. So, when she passed, I recited this at her funeral. Like to think she "heard" it. It's gorgeous. Beyond description, really.
@@lullsbaby9321I sometimes decide it's my favourite too but it's a contest among about four or five with so many in second place. Not recorded until well after written. What is you mom's interpretation of the song ? Curious to know I f it's the same as mine.
that was some 50 years before, I m swissgerman and am interested in Lyrics like: "Die letzten Blätter fielen von den Bäumen Und klammerten sich an die Brust einer neuen Liebe Die Zweige kahl wie ein Banjo gespielt Zu den Winden, die am besten zuhörten" ok, THEN he was 'bout 20 years YOUNG.
One of my favorite songs - not just Dylan songs. Written in 63 but I don't think released until later. Played over the closing credits on the Brit tour DVD
This song was shelved for more than twenty years, except for a performance at Carnegie Hall. Less than two years after this was recorded, "Like a Rolling Stone" slipped out and squalled its way up the pop charts (the Beatles kept it from the top spot), firming Dylan's position as a pop star. "Like a Rolling Stone" was a 60s testament; this song, with its traditional form, its clarity of expression, is a timeless work.
One of Bob's absolute gems from the 60s. He was only 23 years of age when he penned this down in 1964. The lyrics here, although I have no claim on them other than a wish to share. Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum Struck by the sounds before the sun I knew the night had gone The morning breeze like a bugle blew Against the drum of dawn Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum The ocean wild like an organ played The seaweed wove its strands The crashing waves like cymbals clashed Against the rocks and the sand Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum I stood unwound beneath the skies And clouds unbound by laws The crying rain like a trumpet sang And asked for no applause Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum The last of leaves fell from the trees And clung to a new love's breast The branches bare like a banjo moan To the winds that listen the best I gazed down in the river's mirror And watched its winding strum The water smooth ran like a hymn And like a harp did hum Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum
Thinking of this song now after watching lots of postings for rough and rowdy ways and seeing the Manchester gig at the Apollo perfect night. My hero forever. Thanks for posting. Watch the parking meters ha hs
A friend played this record, at a get together, about 20 years ago, and when this song came on , I thought this is absolutely amazing... Who is this? Been a super fan, ever since
I love so much of Dylan's music, but this is probably my favorite song of his, my friend put this album on, and I was like who is this? Been a lifetime fan ever since
This is such a lovely, lyrical song. My favourite verse is: 'I stood unwound beneath the skies And clouds unbound by laws The crying rain like a trumpet sang And asked for no applause.' To me, these lyrics are connected with (foreshadowing?) some of the ideas from Mr. Tambourine Man written just a few months later. Especially the lines: 'And but for the sky there are no fences facing' and 'To dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free' from Mr. Tambourine Man transport quite similar images (in my opinion at least).
@@andys149 Yeah, this song is full of such lines. It's one of the greatest odes to nature that I know. Another line by Bob that always gives me the chills is: "I'll ramble and gamble for the one I love and the hills will give me a song." from 'Red River Shore' (which is not in the same league as 'Lay down Your Weary Tune' lyrically, of course, but still a masterpiece, in my opinion).
I agree... if you like these lyrics, read "The Sorrows of Young Werther" by Goethe - 1774 : "When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream... when darkness overspreads my eyes, and heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and absorb its power, like the form of a beloved mistress, then I often think with longing"
Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself beneath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum Struck by the sounds before the sun I knew the night had gone The morning breeze like a bugle blew Against the drums of dawn The ocean wild like an organ played The seaweed wove and strands The crashin' waves like cymbals clashed Against the rocks and sands The last of leaves fell from the trees And clung to a new love's breast The branches bare like a banjo monk To the winds that listened the best
Okay-officially my new favourite song!! I randomly heard the Byrds version and thought “wow, great song!” Then I looked it up and discovered who had written it, and though “right, no wonder!” He sound the BEST here! The tune is great and everything, and the words are mesmerising-I cannot praise this song enough!😊🥰
I have always loved this song among his countless other masterpieces. I absolutely love the vocal delay on 'The ocean wild like an organ played'. beautiful timing.
I always loved this song. Dylan is special. Heard a version of this on a Tim O'Brien album, " Red on Blond " recently. All B.D. songs and he does this one. It's a fantastic version. I love singing this song alot. One of my favorite songs.
Profound. The lyrics of this song remind me of the ancient Chinese philosopher Zhuangzi . Master Dapple said, “My, isn’t that a good question you’ve asked, Ziyou! Just now I lost myself. Do you know? You’ve heard the pipes of people, but not the pipes of earth. Or if you’ve heard the pipes of earth, you haven’t heard the pipes of Heaven.” (Translation in Van Norden Reading in Classical Chinese Philosophy )
This comforter of musical Love and kindness is so SUPERB! I want to memorize it. It is so, so, special I want to WRITE it out and have it enlarged as a mini-poster.
Finally on UA-cam! :-) No human song can vie with Nature. I think unfortunately the verse "The seaweed’s [seaweeds?] wove its strands" cannot be rescued, which may be why Dylan stopped playing this song in concerts?
Thankfully it is finally here. IMO it is better than anything on the album. At that time his fans were more interested in the political songs I suppose, but this is poetry from a genius.
Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum Struck by the sounds before the sun I knew the night had gone The morning breeze like a bugle blew Against the drum of dawn 🌼🌼🌼 Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum The ocean wild like an organ played The seaweed's wove its strands The crashing waves like cymbals clashed Against the rocks and the sand 🌼🌼🌼 Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum I stood unwound beneath the skies And clouds unbound by laws The crying rain like a trumpet sang And asked for no applause 🌼🌼🌼 Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum The last of leaves fell from the trees And clung to a new love's breast The branches bare like a banjo moan To the winds that listen the best I gazed down in the river's mirror And watched its winding strum The water smooth ran like a hymn And like a harp did hum 🌼🌼🌼 Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum
It’s certainly got the same stark impending sense of imminent doom as many of the other songs on that The Times they are a Changin’ album such as When the Ship Comes in and Ballad of Hollis Brown, etc
Couldn't make out the stage in Liverpool. My eye's eh! Sat between two heavy people. My knees knocking. Went for a break and missed watching the river flow. Why well. You gotta laugh 😂
Asked about his incredible inspiring songs he wrote between 62-68 (60 min interview),...how did he write them? Dylan said...They just came to Me. "I was just the Medium they 'passed-thorough'.
It was a great choice to end the, _No Direction Home_ documentary with this song. Bob singing about how it is hard to write a song that matches the primordial powers of Nature. The silent footage of the people cuing up to his show shot from a car is strangely haunting, simpler times about to get complicated as the decades have driven us on to the Apocalypse, the Revelation of our Cosmic Creator...
This song was written and recorded at the same time as The Times They Are A'Changin album. For some unknown reason Bob left this incredible song off of the album. It was already a great album, but this song would have sent the album into the stratosphere! I'm just guessing, but the album was his most political album and maybe Bob didn't think this lyrical and mystical song would fit in.
This makes me think of Sandy and Jeanie Darlington in the Bay Area, 60s, who did this tune better than anybody... Sandy on Guitar and beautiful Jeanie playing perfect old-time fiddle. Their lyrics were a little different and better imo. Unforgettable! But those recordings are now long gone... that was several lifetimes ago... one of their verses: I looked down on the river then and saw a TREE struck down, that once had grown in some great wood, Now the sea would be its home... Lay down your... etc.
The creep I knew was head of immunology at QUB and experimenting on ppl in the City Hospital. I had appointment to go to see expert there last October as they tell me I got an auto immune disorder. Interesting that's where he is n his area of so called expertise. Of course I didn't go. I just want away from here. The joy of Wales waning since I got back cos now I feel imprisoned. When I go out have to b so careful and an being watched. It's all v draining. I love u btw and so wish u were here with me in my warm bed. X
Beauty. He sold out for $600 million. Now there are multiple crap ads attached. (Look for his car ads from 15 years ago. Victoria's Secret ad) No outside critic, that Jack Frost.
Having bought the ( inexpensive) album, no need to hear ads. Good to read appreciative reviews, posted here. It's the song that counts. And what a beautiful song: " Truth is beauty, beauty truth', as Keats would say.
@@margaretwatson5688 agreed. only pointing out that today's dylan is a shell of the one that wrote this song and that imo he is living off the one of his youth.
Mary T and Irene Queen of Peace will not know that us having a drink for Catherine on Thursday next will be our parting glass for a while. We’ll drink to Catherine whom we all miss terribly. Me in particular. A woman I truly have loved regardless. Next time we meet, Catherine will be there too. I’ll reunite the English A level class from 1979-1981 - me, mt, Irene, Kate; the French class from 79-81 me, Irene, Kate; the Irish class me, Kate, maybe mt must ask her thurs; the history class mt, Irene…etc.
Kinda tired still but did have about four hours sleep. Gonna get up and get some coffee. Irene n Mary t now coming Wednesday instead of Thursday. I got loads to do. Irene gonna come early n help me cut the grass n move some furniture. She's demented since someone nick ed annes car n their cards n her iPad while they were upstairs. The car has been located. Wrecked. It crashed into some transformer n no electricity for few hours west Belfast!. Someone bought 100+ quid hoodie on her Amazon account. Block of flats central Belfast. I think this is all being carefully orchestrated. I need to live somewhere normal where I'm not looking over my shoulder. The NI conflict is gonna re ignite. X
To all the foolish people who say Dylan cant sing, they need to take a listen to this...his voice is clear as crystal, strong and unique. Nobody could sing it better.
I know! I was just thinking that. I just laugh at those people in comments saying with such authority that Dylan had a terrible voice. It's a balm to me. I read Joan Baez saying he was a marvel to her, the things he could do with his voice.
It's all substance, my friends. Not for debutants.
In fact, when Bob sang with Johnny Cash the song "Girl From the North Country". He did better than Johnny hahaha
The last 35 years he does not sing but makes the sound of an astmatic raven with laryngitis, he makes horrible sounds which seem to originate from beyond the gave, raping his own songs ... It's the worst 'shot' voice in music industry.
Perfect ❤
One of must beautiful song of Dylan
The most incredible thing is thar people think of this song as an old song, relevant in a particular time. This is a song relevant today.
The MOST BEAUTIFUL SONG HE EVER WROTE AND RECORDED .
THANK YOU BOB !!!
It's going to be played at my funeral .
mine too
MINE TOO!! 💗
Mine too!
I’ve been listening to Dylan for thirty plus years, and only just recently heard this for the first time. As has happened so many times before, I had to stop what I was doing, and softly whisper, “ Oh my God “……
I'm 74 and now in a care home, but Dylan's music is here with me, nearly 60 years after The Time's They Are a Changin' first spoke magic from our ancient radiogram. This song, though, I'd never heard until half an hour ago. And there are people who say “He can't even sing”. My God! Just listen, just hear this.
I just listen to it recently fan 30 plus yrs. My head is still humming down to my soul..
I've been listening and playing on my guitar.Bob dylan's music for fifty years plus, Not familiar with this particular song, Feels like my new favorite
61 years for me, and it is still, “Oh.”
When I discovered it, I had to listen to it over and over again. It still feels kind of new.
Beautiful song. He is such a amazing poet and a legend. This song means so much to me. I just can't explain
This is my funeral song. Has to be.
As if I needed another example of Bob's brilliance. Write on, Bob.
Just watched "No direction home", and film ends with this beautiful song
Same. If it weren't for that movie, I wouldn't have discovered this beauty!
Yes, 'No Direction Home' was the first time I heard it. Played in full, un-edited, at the end of that film. Credit to Martin Scorsese, who certainly knows what is of value. I was transfixed, in tears - what an extraordinary, beautiful song. The tune derives from the Scottish traditional, 'O Waly Waly'. And Dylan's brilliant re-interpretation of rhythm, and his lovely, haunting lyric, take it to a whole other level - a masterpiece. I'm Scottish, and am so pleased that Bob Dylan has found, and created so much ( eg 'A Hard Rain's a gonna fall' ; 'Percy's song' ) from old Scottish ballads and tunes. As a fine Scottish performer/ songwriter recently said at his concert, " I feel privileged to be alive, at the same time as Bob Dylan".
Same
My mom loved this song. She never knew about it until I watched the doc on repeat She said it was her favourite Bob Dylan song. So, when she passed, I recited this at her funeral. Like to think she "heard" it. It's gorgeous. Beyond description, really.
@@lullsbaby9321I sometimes decide it's my favourite too but it's a contest among about four or five with so many in second place. Not recorded until well after written. What is you mom's interpretation of the song ? Curious to know I f it's the same as mine.
One of his best most definitely... Dylan's music got me through a lot of sad days
Also a real poet. Imho he deserved the lit Nobel.
That's how you end up with a Nobel Prize 👑
that was some 50 years before,
I m swissgerman and am interested in Lyrics like:
"Die letzten Blätter fielen von den Bäumen
Und klammerten sich an die Brust einer neuen Liebe
Die Zweige kahl wie ein Banjo gespielt
Zu den Winden, die am besten zuhörten"
ok, THEN he was 'bout 20 years YOUNG.
@@christianfliegendruck625 Writers aren't eligible right away for the prize.
Stop it. Bob. How utterly beautiful. How did I miss this for 59 years? Jesus.
One of my favorite songs - not just Dylan songs. Written in 63 but I don't think released until later. Played over the closing credits on the Brit tour DVD
@@chasermalloy7406 juiijaaaeeQaaaaddou/
Hear, hear, Mr. Matuszak! Well said. Pathos.
How did you not know ? I'm worried now that you have missed a ton of other great songs that never made it to albums...
Jeff Matuszak
"How utterly beautiful." I only heard this a couple of years ago.
I’ve listened to Bob Dylan since I was 16, quickly closing in on 32 alot’s happened since then. Things are good now but he was always there regardless
Can't count the nights I've listened to this song with much weary in my heart
You are a poet. Your words touched me and
Brought my own tears. 😢
This song was shelved for more than twenty years, except for a performance at Carnegie Hall. Less than two years after this was recorded, "Like a Rolling Stone" slipped out and squalled its way up the pop charts (the Beatles kept it from the top spot), firming Dylan's position as a pop star. "Like a Rolling Stone" was a 60s testament; this song, with its traditional form, its clarity of expression, is a timeless work.
One of Bob's absolute gems from the 60s. He was only 23 years of age when he penned this down in 1964. The lyrics here, although I have no claim on them other than a wish to share.
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
Struck by the sounds before the sun
I knew the night had gone
The morning breeze like a bugle blew
Against the drum of dawn
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
The ocean wild like an organ played
The seaweed wove its strands
The crashing waves like cymbals clashed
Against the rocks and the sand
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
I stood unwound beneath the skies
And clouds unbound by laws
The crying rain like a trumpet sang
And asked for no applause
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
The last of leaves fell from the trees
And clung to a new love's breast
The branches bare like a banjo moan
To the winds that listen the best
I gazed down in the river's mirror
And watched its winding strum
The water smooth ran like a hymn
And like a harp did hum
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
Thanks for posting the lyrics!
Thinking of this song now after watching lots of postings for rough and rowdy ways and seeing the Manchester gig at the Apollo perfect night. My hero forever. Thanks for posting. Watch the parking meters ha hs
There are better known Dylan tunes in the catalogue but there is something about this one that sums the man up.
Poet musician and messenger.
Thank you for sharing the lyrics with us ( from Canada)
A friend played this record, at a get together, about 20 years ago, and when this song came on , I thought this is absolutely amazing... Who is this? Been a super fan, ever since
I love this original better than all of the others. Thanks so much for sharing this gem with us.
Yes, thank you, you've just made my day😊
I love so much of Dylan's music, but this is probably my favorite song of his, my friend put this album on, and I was like who is this? Been a lifetime fan ever since
Bob Dylan is thee absolute main man 🎸
I love to sing this song walking under the stars !
He sounds as though he has lived for a thousand years.
This is a great comment!
PLEASE KEEP THIS POSTED! It's one of my favorites & an absolutely beautiful song Dylan plays, followed by Percy's Song!
One of my very favorite Dylan songs, so beautiful ❤️
Wonderful song. Wonderful performance. Wonderful man. X
Thanks for the life saving art Sir.
pure poetry,
This is such a lovely, lyrical song. My favourite verse is:
'I stood unwound beneath the skies
And clouds unbound by laws
The crying rain like a trumpet sang
And asked for no applause.'
To me, these lyrics are connected with (foreshadowing?) some of the ideas from Mr. Tambourine Man written just a few months later. Especially the lines: 'And but for the sky there are no fences facing' and 'To dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free' from Mr. Tambourine Man transport quite similar images (in my opinion at least).
"The branches bare like a banjo moaned to the winds that listen the best." Touches deep, gives me chills...
@@andys149 Yeah, this song is full of such lines. It's one of the greatest odes to nature that I know.
Another line by Bob that always gives me the chills is: "I'll ramble and gamble for the one I love and the hills will give me a song." from 'Red River Shore' (which is not in the same league as 'Lay down Your Weary Tune' lyrically, of course, but still a masterpiece, in my opinion).
I agree that this is a foreshadowing of "Tambourine Man". Both songs are fundamentally mystical.
@@andys149 agreed. That line always gets me
I agree... if you like these lyrics, read "The Sorrows of Young Werther" by Goethe - 1774 :
"When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream... when darkness overspreads my eyes, and heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and absorb its power, like the form of a beloved mistress, then I often think with longing"
Every day you bring us another great song to listen and I love them all.
This is how I feel today, Bob always got my back!!
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself beneath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
Struck by the sounds before the sun
I knew the night had gone
The morning breeze like a bugle blew
Against the drums of dawn
The ocean wild like an organ played
The seaweed wove and strands
The crashin' waves like cymbals clashed
Against the rocks and sands
The last of leaves fell from the trees
And clung to a new love's breast
The branches bare like a banjo monk
To the winds that listened the best
Timeless!
Okay-officially my new favourite song!! I randomly heard the Byrds version and thought “wow, great song!” Then I looked it up and discovered who had written it, and though “right, no wonder!” He sound the BEST here! The tune is great and everything, and the words are mesmerising-I cannot praise this song enough!😊🥰
What a beautiful song writing so clever
salvation, redemption, resurrection
Love this song. One of my favorites.
Thanks so much for posting. Wasn't aware of this song until it just came into my UA-cam feed.
Great song
I love these ones that sound like it's just Bob and his guitar (or guitar + harmonica). It makes me want to learn guitar and play this.
I have always loved this song among his countless other masterpieces. I absolutely love the vocal delay on 'The ocean wild like an organ played'. beautiful timing.
I miss her so much
I just love this tune!
No one better. ❤️❤️❤️
大好きです。 なんと、味わい深い
曲ですね…。若かりしディラン！
I PRAY that I can see our WORLD thru DYLANS EYES. I PRAY TO GOD HE WILL HEAR MY PRAYER
Your eyes should suffice 😊
How more words could been needed to explain the sadness of our hopeless journey with "GOD" on our side?
I always loved this song. Dylan is special. Heard a version of this on a Tim O'Brien album, " Red on Blond " recently. All B.D. songs and he does this one. It's a fantastic version. I love singing this song alot. One of my favorite songs.
Gonna make this play at my funeral.
I agree, it would be a good choice
Would have fitted nicely into "Another side of Bob Dylan"
Just beautiful 🎼🎵🎶
Thus has to be the best bob dylan song who agrees
Me
Profound. The lyrics of this song remind me of the ancient Chinese philosopher Zhuangzi . Master Dapple said, “My, isn’t that a good question you’ve asked, Ziyou! Just now I lost myself. Do you know? You’ve heard the pipes of people, but not the pipes of earth. Or if you’ve heard the pipes of earth, you haven’t heard the pipes of Heaven.” (Translation in Van Norden Reading in Classical Chinese Philosophy )
Une des plus belles chansons que Dylan a pondu !
All of Bob's song/prediction is true today.
This is universal for the human condition
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself ’neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
Struck by the sounds before the sun
I knew the night had gone
The morning breeze like a bugle blew
Against the drums of dawn
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself ’neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
The ocean wild like an organ played
The seaweed’s wove its strands
The crashin’ waves like cymbals clashed
Against the rocks and sands
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself ’neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
I stood unwound beneath the skies
And clouds unbound by laws
The cryin’ rain like a trumpet sang
And asked for no applause
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself ’neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
The last of leaves fell from the trees
And clung to a new love’s breast
The branches bare like a banjo played
To the winds that listened best
I gazed down in the river’s mirror
And watched its winding strum
The water smooth ran like a hymn
And like a harp did hum
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself ’neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
…
Copyright © 1964, 1965 by Warner Bros. Inc.;
renewed 1992, 1993 by Special Rider Music
bobdylan.com/songs/lay-down-your-weary-tune
"banjo played" should be "banjo moaned". All the objects in this song is given a metaphoric verb.
The kids of today need their own Bob Dylan. Someone to unite them in these uncertain times
Totally agree. We were lucky I guess.
not likely.
With the mindset of todays world, I'm glad that at 76, I won't have to deal with the lack of humanity for very long. I wish it were not so 😢
It wouldn't matter, unfortunately.
The Byrds - great version by them and their's was the first time I heard this song. They made it a hit in the 60s.
This comforter of musical Love and kindness is so SUPERB! I want to memorize it. It is so, so, special I want to WRITE it out and have it enlarged as a mini-poster.
Finally on UA-cam! :-)
No human song can vie with Nature.
I think unfortunately the verse "The seaweed’s [seaweeds?] wove its strands" cannot be rescued, which may be why Dylan stopped playing this song in concerts?
I prefer the energy of the 1963 Carnegie Hall outing:
ua-cam.com/video/CfNcdxRllr8/v-deo.html
One of his best live performances.
What do you mean? What's wrong with that verse??
Thankfully it is finally here. IMO it is better than anything on the album. At that time his fans were more interested in the political songs I suppose, but this is poetry from a genius.
There with his greatest. And almost no one knows? ....
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
Struck by the sounds before the sun
I knew the night had gone
The morning breeze like a bugle blew
Against the drum of dawn
🌼🌼🌼
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
The ocean wild like an organ played
The seaweed's wove its strands
The crashing waves like cymbals clashed
Against the rocks and the sand
🌼🌼🌼
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
I stood unwound beneath the skies
And clouds unbound by laws
The crying rain like a trumpet sang
And asked for no applause
🌼🌼🌼
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
The last of leaves fell from the trees
And clung to a new love's breast
The branches bare like a banjo moan
To the winds that listen the best
I gazed down in the river's mirror
And watched its winding strum
The water smooth ran like a hymn
And like a harp did hum
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Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
This would have been a much better choice to end "The Times They Are A-Changin'", over "Restless Farewell". One of the better songs of the early 60s.
Restless farewell is not as melodic as this one, but lyrically is one of dylan's best
Most of his 60s songs are great..
Restless farewell is one the brightest gems of history of music . And "Lay down" is a gem as well
@@badseed86 Right bro, but the broken rhytm gives very well the wonderful idea of a sad soul
It’s certainly got the same stark impending sense of imminent doom as many of the other songs on that The Times they are a Changin’ album such as When the Ship Comes in and Ballad of Hollis Brown, etc
From the first time I heard Bob's rendition in the early 1970s I always wondered why it was never released/included on any of his Folk albums?
Couldn't make out the stage in Liverpool. My eye's eh!
Sat between two heavy people.
My knees knocking. Went for a break and missed watching the river flow.
Why well. You gotta laugh 😂
The Carnegie Hall version is an absolute gem.
Yep. It's really the best of the versions he did I think. It's played over the closing credits on the DVD
Agree. I love that performance. The guitar gets more forceful as he moves toward the latter verses. It's just magnificent.
Asked about his incredible inspiring songs he wrote between 62-68 (60 min interview),...how did he write them? Dylan said...They just came to Me. "I was just the Medium they 'passed-thorough'.
I love to go away but I can't. I find it difficult to stay away. Please believe like you once sonf
It was a great choice to end the, _No Direction Home_ documentary with this song. Bob singing about how it is hard to write a song that matches the primordial powers of Nature. The silent footage of the people cuing up to his show shot from a car is strangely haunting, simpler times about to get complicated as the decades have driven us on to the Apocalypse,
the Revelation of our Cosmic Creator...
Thath man is strong
Thankyou been on a stupid hunt it’s not the one from carnabey hall but good enough
This song was written and recorded at the same time as The Times They Are A'Changin album. For some unknown reason Bob left this incredible song off of the album. It was already a great album, but this song would have sent the album into the stratosphere! I'm just guessing, but the album was his most political album and maybe Bob didn't think this lyrical and mystical song would fit in.
This song should have been on The Times They album.
Why was this not released?
Good.
🎉😂 never surrender
The last of leaves fell from the trees
And clung to a new love's breast
The branches bare like a banjo moan
To the winds that listen the best
🎵🎼⭐️
CANTA DEMAIS
Nobel price literature. Why any doubts?
This makes me think of Sandy and Jeanie Darlington in the Bay Area, 60s, who did this tune better than anybody... Sandy on Guitar and beautiful Jeanie playing perfect old-time fiddle. Their lyrics were a little different and better imo. Unforgettable! But those recordings are now long gone... that was several lifetimes ago... one of their verses: I looked down on the river then and saw a TREE struck down, that once had grown in some great wood, Now the sea would be its home... Lay down your... etc.
hey thanks for this post ! great stanza.
Track on the Byrds second album ( Turn,Turn,Turn)
Beatyfull a psalm
This is like Wordsworth set to music..
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At least you understand
there's all the crap on the media...and then there's THIS!
Out there in front of the pack - as usual.
Un corazón entero, real y además verdadero
⭐️⭐️⭐️🎼
The creep I knew was head of immunology at QUB and experimenting on ppl in the City Hospital. I had appointment to go to see expert there last October as they tell me I got an auto immune disorder. Interesting that's where he is n his area of so called expertise. Of course I didn't go. I just want away from here. The joy of Wales waning since I got back cos now I feel imprisoned. When I go out have to b so careful and an being watched. It's all v draining. I love u btw and so wish u were here with me in my warm bed. X
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NO! No no no no no
He's not called "The Maestro" for nothing . . . .
Beauty. He sold out for $600 million. Now there are multiple crap ads attached. (Look for his car ads from 15 years ago. Victoria's Secret ad) No outside critic, that Jack Frost.
Having bought the ( inexpensive) album, no need to hear ads. Good to read appreciative reviews, posted here. It's the song that counts. And what a beautiful song: " Truth is beauty, beauty truth', as Keats would say.
@@margaretwatson5688 agreed. only pointing out that today's dylan is a shell of the one that wrote this song and that imo he is living off the one of his youth.
@@MrDrewlips get a life. Have you heard "Early Roam Kings".
Mary T and Irene Queen of Peace will not know that us having a drink for Catherine on Thursday next will be our parting glass for a while. We’ll drink to Catherine whom we all miss terribly. Me in particular. A woman I truly have loved regardless. Next time we meet, Catherine will be there too. I’ll reunite the English A level class from 1979-1981 - me, mt, Irene, Kate; the French class from 79-81 me, Irene, Kate; the Irish class me, Kate, maybe mt must ask her thurs; the history class mt, Irene…etc.
,,, a one-man operatic choir bard ...
You forgot the 🕉️🙏❤️🌌
Kinda tired still but did have about four hours sleep. Gonna get up and get some coffee. Irene n Mary t now coming Wednesday instead of Thursday. I got loads to do. Irene gonna come early n help me cut the grass n move some furniture. She's demented since someone nick ed annes car n their cards n her iPad while they were upstairs. The car has been located. Wrecked. It crashed into some transformer n no electricity for few hours west Belfast!. Someone bought 100+ quid hoodie on her Amazon account. Block of flats central Belfast. I think this is all being carefully orchestrated. I need to live somewhere normal where I'm not looking over my shoulder. The NI conflict is gonna re ignite. X
Recorded just before JFK died.
There alcohol