Black Crow Blues

Bob Dylan © 1964 Warner Bros. Music

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

Another Side session, Columbia Studio A, NYC - 9.jun.1964, take 3, album piano version  

I woke in the mornin' wanderin', worried and worn out
I woke in the mornin' wanderin', worried and worn out
Wishin' my long lost lover 
Will walk to me and talk to me and tell me what it's all about.

I was standin' at the side road, listenin' to the billboard knock
Standin' at the side road, listenin' to the billboard knock
Well my wrist was empty 
But my nerves were kickin', tickin' like a clock.

If i got anythin' you need, babe, let me tell you in front
If i got anythin' you need, babe, let me tell you in front
You can come to me sometime
Nightime, daytime, anytime you want.

Sometimes i'm thinkin' i'm too high to fall
Sometimes i'm thinkin' i'm much too high to fall
Other times i'm thinkin' i'm 
So low i don't know if i can come up at all.

Black crows in the meadow sleepin' across a broad highway
Black crows in the meadow across a broad highway
Though it's funny honey
I'm out of touch, don't feel much like a scarecrow today.
    

Black Crow Blues

Bob Dylan © 1964 Warner Bros. Music

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

Another Side session, Columbia Studio A, NYC - 9.jun.1964, take 1, false start  
Another Side session, Columbia Studio A, NYC - 9.jun.1964, take 2, acoustic guitar  

I woke in the mornin' wanderin', wasted and worn out
I woke in the mornin' wanderin', wasted and worn out
Wishin' my long lost lover 
Will talk to me an' walk to me, tell me what it's all about.

Standin' at the side road, [listenin' to(2)/hearin'(1)] the billboard knock
Standin' at the side road, listenin' to the billboard knock
Though my wrist is empty 
But my nerves are tickin', clickin' like a clock. (1) ends here

If i got anythin' you need, babe, let me tell you in front
If i got anythin' you need, babe, let me tell you in front
You can come to me sometime
Nightime, daytime, anytime you want.

Sometimes i'm thinkin' i'm too high to fall
Sometimes i'm thinkin' i'm too high to fall
Other times i'm thinkin' i'm
So low don't know if i can come up at all.

Black crows in the meadow across a broad highway
Black crows in the meadow across a broad highway
Though it's funny honey
I don't feel much, I'm out of touch with bein' a scarecrow today.