" the good ol fashion war" dylan's amazing and so are the dead.....they are having a great time .....it gives me goosebumps just hearing them getting into this tune.
When John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore His mama sure was proud of him He stood straight and tall in his uniform and all His mama's face broke out all in a grin "Oh son, you look so fine, I'm glad you're a son of mine You make me proud to know you hold a gun Do what the captain says, lots of medals you will get And we'll put them on the wall when you come home" And that old train pulled out, John's ma began to shout Tellin' everyone in the neighborhood "That's my son that's about to go, he's a soldier now, you know" She made well sure her neighbors understood She got a letter once in a while and her face broke into a smile As she showed them to the people from next door And she bragged about her son with his uniform and gun And these things you called a good old-fashioned war Oh, good old-fashioned war Then the letters ceased to come, for a long time they did not come They ceased to come for about ten months or more Then a letter finally came saying, "Go down and meet the train Your son's a-coming home from the war" She smiled and went right down, she looked everywhere around But she did not see her soldier son in sight But as all the people passed, she saw her son at last When she did she could hardly believe her eyes Oh, his face was all shot up and his hand was all blown off And he wore a metal brace around his waist He whispered kind of slow, in a voice she did not know While she couldn't even recognize his face Oh Lord, recognize his face "Oh tell me, my darling son, pray tell me what they done How is it that you come to be this way?" He tried his best to talk as his mouth could hardly move And the mother had to turn her face away "Don't you remember, Ma, when I went off to war You thought it was the best thing I could do? I was on the battleground, you were home acting proud You wasn't there standing in my shoes" "Lord, I thought when I was there, God, what am I doing here? I'm a-tryin' to kill somebody or die tryin' But the thing that scared me most was when my enemy came close And I saw that his face looked just like mine" Oh Lord, just like mine "And I couldn't help but think, through the thunder sound and stink That I was just a puppet in a play And through the roar and smoke, this string is finally broke And a cannonball blew my eyes away" As he turned away to walk, his Ma was still in shock Seein' the metal brace that helped him stand But as he turned to go, he called his mother close And he dropped his medals down into her hand
THE BEST ANTI-WAR LYRICS.
" the good ol fashion war" dylan's amazing and so are the dead.....they are having a great time .....it gives me goosebumps just hearing them getting into this tune.
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The first live performance of this song since 1963! A real treat for the audience that night.
What about the MTV unplugged version 🤔
@@mrtambourineman6107 mtv was 93 this is 87
Yed that song also with Tom Petty and Heartbreakers in tour. For example tegere is a wonderful version also fron 1987 from Wembley
My 4th show!! Hi Paul, ...
It's enough to make you cry and as great a short story as ever written. No wonder Dylan was given the Nobel prize for literature.
On of my favorite Dylan songs played by my favorite band. Thanks for sharing!
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Hi Paul! This was my 4th experience ! The wheels on the bus go round
Man he was having a freakin good time!!!! 😁
When John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore
His mama sure was proud of him
He stood straight and tall in his uniform and all
His mama's face broke out all in a grin
"Oh son, you look so fine, I'm glad you're a son of mine
You make me proud to know you hold a gun
Do what the captain says, lots of medals you will get
And we'll put them on the wall when you come home"
And that old train pulled out, John's ma began to shout
Tellin' everyone in the neighborhood
"That's my son that's about to go, he's a soldier now, you know"
She made well sure her neighbors understood
She got a letter once in a while and her face broke into a smile
As she showed them to the people from next door
And she bragged about her son with his uniform and gun
And these things you called a good old-fashioned war
Oh, good old-fashioned war
Then the letters ceased to come, for a long time they did not come
They ceased to come for about ten months or more
Then a letter finally came saying, "Go down and meet the train
Your son's a-coming home from the war"
She smiled and went right down, she looked everywhere around
But she did not see her soldier son in sight
But as all the people passed, she saw her son at last
When she did she could hardly believe her eyes
Oh, his face was all shot up and his hand was all blown off
And he wore a metal brace around his waist
He whispered kind of slow, in a voice she did not know
While she couldn't even recognize his face
Oh Lord, recognize his face
"Oh tell me, my darling son, pray tell me what they done
How is it that you come to be this way?"
He tried his best to talk as his mouth could hardly move
And the mother had to turn her face away
"Don't you remember, Ma, when I went off to war
You thought it was the best thing I could do?
I was on the battleground, you were home acting proud
You wasn't there standing in my shoes"
"Lord, I thought when I was there, God, what am I doing here?
I'm a-tryin' to kill somebody or die tryin'
But the thing that scared me most was when my enemy came close
And I saw that his face looked just like mine"
Oh Lord, just like mine
"And I couldn't help but think, through the thunder sound and stink
That I was just a puppet in a play
And through the roar and smoke, this string is finally broke
And a cannonball blew my eyes away"
As he turned away to walk, his Ma was still in shock
Seein' the metal brace that helped him stand
But as he turned to go, he called his mother close
And he dropped his medals down into her hand
Thank you so much for the Lyrik!
You need one of them earpieces they wear at the UN to understand Dylan post nashville skyline
@@camreese We are all perfectible. Anyway, I've been trying to understand Bob Dylan since I started listening to him in 1965....
Thank You.
this is so great
Fantastic.
Bob Dylan and guest!!!!
The lyrics are so raw. And so is war
his face looked just like mine. So powerful. His lyrics. Oh man
The most prolific anti-war song ever written.......
I heard it for the first on mtv unplugged in the 90s as a teen
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Dylan is not human. He is from another planet and he will never die
Giants stadium 1987 version is hot
Blues it up
Real talk
weir is sounding great on guitar
Fuck yea
Dylan isn't plugged in. He doesn't move his left hand at all.
Do you play?? have a closer look....
Dopers on guitars
If you can do this be my guest!
Dylan sounds good.
Some guy from Minnesota and the Dead.
Remember 86 year Tom Petty And Bob Dylan
Grillwe willwe
anti war. the lyrics