Bob Dylan - Talkin' New York Lyrics




Ramblin' outa the wild West
Leavin' the towns I love the best
Thought I'd seen some ups and downs
'Til I come into New York town
People goin' down to the ground
Buildings goin' up to the sky

Wintertime in New York town
The wind blowin' snow around
Walk around with nowhere to go
Somebody could freeze right to the bone
I froze right to the bone
New York Times said it was the coldest winter in seventeen years
I didn't feel so cold then

I swung onto my old guitar
Grabbed hold of a subway car
And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride
I landed up on the downtown side
Greenwich Village

I walked down there and ended up
In one of them coffee-houses on the block
Got on the stage to sing and play
Man there said, “Come back some other day
You sound like a hillbilly
We want folk singers here”

Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play
Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day
I blowed inside out and upside down
The man there said he loved m' sound
He was ravin' about how he loved m' sound
Dollar a day's worth

And after weeks and weeks of hangin' around
I finally got a job in New York town
In a bigger place, bigger money too
Even joined the union and paid m' dues

Now, a very great man once said
That some people rob you with a fountain pen
It didn't take too long to find out
Just what he was talkin' about
A lot of people don't have much food on their table
But they got a lot of forks 'n' knives
And they gotta cut somethin'

So one mornin' when the sun was warm
I rambled out of New York town
Pulled my cap down over my eyes
And headed out for the western skies
So long, New York
Howdy, East Orange





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Bob Dylan Talkin' New York Comments
  1. Kevin Harrington

    Thanks for this......

  2. Michael Haydn

    I love this! But, 58 years ago, it went right over, or to one side of, or both, my head! Me with Conservatory piano of 5 years in Westport before high school graduation, and so it goes!!! Great to hear, appreciate more our Nobel Laureate Poet!!! The Times, they have 'n still are, Changin!'

  3. Vitor A

    Ramblin' outa the wild West
    Leavin' the towns I love the best
    Thought I'd seen some ups and down
    "Til I come into New York town
    People goin' down to the ground
    Buildings goin' up to the sky

    Wintertime in New York town
    The wind blowin' snow around
    Walk around with nowhere to go
    Somebody could freeze right to the bone
    I froze right to the bone
    New York Times said it was the coldest winter in seventeen years
    I didn't feel so cold then

    I swung on to my old guitar
    Grabbed hold of a subway car
    And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride
    I landed up on the downtown side
    Greenwich Village

    I walked down there and ended up
    In one of them coffee-houses on the block
    Got on the stage to sing and play
    Man there said: Come back some other day
    You sound like a hillbilly
    We want folk singer here

    Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play
    Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day
    I blowed inside out and upside down
    The man there said he loved m' sound
    He was ravin' about how he loved m' sound
    Dollar a day's worth

    And after weeks and weeks of hangin' around
    I finally got a job in New York town
    In a bigger place, bigger money too
    Even joined the union and paid m' dues

    Now, a very great man once said
    That some people rob you with a fountain pen
    It didn't take too long to find out
    Just what he was talkin' about
    A lot of people don't have much food on their table
    But they got a lot of forks n' knives
    And they gotta cut somethin'

    So one mornin' when the sun was warm
    I rambled out of New York town
    Pulled my cap down over my eyes
    And headed out for the western skies
    So long, New York
    Howdy, East Orange

  4. George

    Hike ye britches. Slap ye testes. Dance ye a jig!!

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  6. David Rees

    Could be the next Jake Bugg

    Aaron Hurst

    Hahahaha

  7. Gary Simmons

    Now, that's some awesome shit boy!

  8. jean marie loupgarou

    super ce bob dylan des annee1962

  9. Kevin Obrien

    Thank you