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I Shall Be Free 1 Bob Dylan (Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

6 Dec 1962 THE FREEWHEELIN' BOB DYLAN 7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK #2 (T-311)

The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan session 7 Columbia Studio A, NYC - 6.dec.1962, take 2 CO 77023-2, album version Well, it took me a woman late last night I's three fourths drunk, she looked all right Just started peelin' off her onion gook She took off her wig, said, "How do i look?" I's high flyin' Bare naked Out the window. Well, sometimes i might get drunk Walk like a duck an' smell like a skunk Dont hurt me none, dont hurt my pride 'Cause i got my little lady right by my side She's a-tryin' hide Pretendin' she dont know me. I's out there paintin' on the ol' woodshed When a can of black paint it fell on my head I went down to scrub an' rub But i had to sit in back of the tub. Cost a quarter Half price. Well, my telephone rang it wouldn't stop It's President Kennedy callin' me up He said, "My friend Bob What do we need to make the country grow?" I said, "My friend John, Brigitte Bardot Anita Ekberg Sophia Loren Country'll grow!" Well, i got a woman five feet short She yells an' hollers an' screams an' shorts She tickles my nose, pats me on the back Rolls me over an' kicks me outta bed. She's a man eater Meat grinder Bad loser. Oh, there ain't no use in me workin' all the time I got a woman who works herself blind Works up to her britches, up to her neck Writes me letters an' sends me checks. She's a humdinger Folksinger. Late one day in the middle of the week Eyes were closed, i was half asleep I chased me a woman up the hill Right in the middle of an air raid drill. I jumped a fallout shelter I jumped a string bean I jumped the tv dinner I jumped a shot gun. Now, the man on the stand he wants my vote He's a-runnin' for office on a ballot note He's out there preachin' in front of the steeple Tellin' me he loves all kinds of people. He's eatin' bagels He's eatin' pizza He's eatin' chitlins. Oh, set me down on the television floor I'll flipped the channel up to number four Out of the shower comes a football man With a bottle of oil in his hand. Greasy kid stuff What i wanna know mister football man is What do you do about Willy Mays? Martin Luther King? Olatunji? Well, the funniest woman i have ever seen Was the great granddaughter of Mr. Clean She takes about fifteen baths a day Wants me to grow a moustache on my face She's insane. Well, you ask me why i'm drunk all the time It levels my head an' eases my mind I just walk along an' stroll an' sing I see better days an' i do better things I catch dinosaurs Make love to Elisabeth Taylor Catch hell from Richard Burton.

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I Shall Be Free 2

6 Dec 1962 7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK (T-311) 6 Dec 1962 THE 50TH ANNIVERSARY COLLECTION 7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK #3 (T-311) THE FREEWHEELIN' OUTTAKES 1962 SESSIONS (BD Archive)

The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan session 7 Columbia Studio A, NYC - 6.dec.1962, take 1 The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan session 7 Columbia Studio A, NYC - 6.dec.1962, take 3 CO 77023-3 I'm standin on the corner just waitin' around The prices were up and the temperature was down It costs too much to freeze outside So now i sit by my fireside. Burnin' P.O. phone books Burnin' newspapers clippings Huckleberry Finn hat. Well, it took me a woman late last night I's three fourths tight, she looked half right Just started peelin' off her onion gook She took off her wig, said, "How do i look?" I's high flyin' Bare naked Out the window. Well, sometimes i might get drunk Walk like a duck an' smell like a skunk Well, it dont hurt me none, dont hurt my pride I got my little lady right by my side Pretendin' she dont know me Tryin' to hide. I's out there paintin' on the ol' woodshed A can of black paint it fell on my head I went down to scrub an' rub But i had to sit in back of the tub. Cost a quarter Half price. Well, my telephone rang it wouldn't stop It's President Kennedy callin' me up He said, "What do we need to make the country grow?" I thought for a moment, said, "Brigitte Bardot Anita Ekberg Sophia Loren Country'll grow! Oh-oh" Well, i got a woman five feet short She yells an' hollers an' screams an' snorts Tickles my nose an' pats me on the back Rolls me over an' kicks me out of bed. She's a man eater Meat grinder Bad loser too. Oh, there ain't no use in me workin' so hard I got a woman in a coffeehouse yard She works all week, up to her neck Writes me letters an' sends me checks. She's a humdinger Hell raiser Folksinger. Let's do this one again, i can't seem to find a key.

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I Shall Be Free 3 (uncomplete)

6 Dec 1962 THE 50TH ANNIVERSARY COLLECTION #2 THE FREEWHEELIN' OUTTAKES 1962 SESSIONS (BD Archive) #2 7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK #4 (T-311)

The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan session 7 Columbia Studio A, NYC - 6.dec.1962, take 5 CO 77023-5 Well, it took me a woman late last night I's three fourths drunk, she looked half right Til started peelin' off her onion gook She took off her wig, said, "How do i look?" I's high flyin' Out the window Bare naked. Oh, sometimes i might get so drunk I walk like a duck an' smell like a skunk But it dont hurt me none, it dont hurt my pride I got my little lady right by my side Pretendin' she dont know me. Oh i's out there paintin' on the ol' woodshed A can of black paint it fell on my head I went down to scrub an' rub But i had to sit in back of the tub. Cost a quarter. Well, my telephone rang it wouldn't stop It's President Kennedy callin' me up He said, "What do we need to make the country grow?" I said, "Man, we need Brigitte Bardot Anita Ekberg Sophia Loren Country'll grow!" I got a woman five feet short She yells an' hollers an' screams an' snorts Tickles my nose, pats me on the back Rolls me over an' kicks me out of bed. She's a man eater Meat grinder Bad loser. Now, there ain't no use in me workin' all the time. I got a woman who works herself blind Works up to her britches, up to her neck Writes me letters an' sends me cheques. She's a humdinger Folksinger. Late one day in the middle of the week My eyes were closed, i was half asleep I chased me a woman up the hill Right in the middle of an air raid drill. I jumped a fallout shelter I jumped a string bean I jumped the tv dinner Boil water Shot gun. Now, the man on the stand he wants my vote He's a-runnin' for office on a ballot note He's preachin' out there in front of the steeple Tellin' me he loves all kinds of people. He's eatin' bagels He's eatin' pizza He's eatin' chitlins. Now, set me down on the television floor I'll flipped the channel up to number four Out of the shower comes a football man With a bottle of grease in his hand. Greasy kid stuff Box top. Now the funniest woman i have ever seen Was the great granddaughter of Mr. Clean She takes about fifteen baths a day Wants me to grow a moustache on my face She's insane Crazy house. Well, late one night when it got late I decided i gonna lose some weight So i loaded up my old horse Then i went to Reno an' got a divorce. I lost one hundred an' twenty pounds Two hours! You ask me why i'm drunk all the time It levels my head an' eases my mind I laugh an' talk, smile an' sings I see better days an' i do better things I catch dinosaurs Make love to Elisabeth Taylor Catch hell from Richard Burton. [??????]

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I Shall Be Free 4

Mar 1963 BROADSIDE (T-441)

Folkways Studios - january/march 1963 Well, sometimes i might get drunk I walk like a duck an' smell like a skunk But it don'tmatter to me, don't hurt my pride Got a little lady right by my side Tryin' to hide Pretendin' she don't know me. Well i took me a woman late last night I's three fourths drunk, she looked half right Just took off some gook, put it on a boat Then she took off her wig, said, "how do i look?" I was high flyin' Out the window Bare naked. Well, the funniest woman i ever seen Was the great granddaughter of Mr. Clean She takes about fifteen baths a day Wants me to grow a moustache on my face She's insane. Well, i sat down on the television floor I flipped the number to channel four Out of the shower comes a football man With a bottle of stuff in his hand Greasy kid stuff. What i want to know what you gonna do about Willy Mays? Martin Luther King? Olatunji? Well, a man on the stand he wants my vote He's a-runnin' for office on a ballot note Stndin' preachin' out there in front of the steeple Tellin' me he loves all kinds of people. He's eatin' bagels He's eatin' pizza He's eatin' chitlins. Well, there ain't no use in me working all the time. I got a woman who works herself blind She works up to her britches, up to her neck Writes me letters an' sends me cheques. She's a humdinger Folksinger. restart Well, my telephone rang it wouldn't stop Bobby Kennedy call me up He said, "What do we need to make the country grow?" I though for a moment, "Man, Brigitte Bardot Sophia Loren Anita Ekberg We'll grow!"

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I Shall Be Free 5

Apr 1963 THE WITMARK DEMOS: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 9 / 1962-1964 THROUGH A BULLET OF LIGHT (WITMARK DEMOS) (T-378) GWW THE DEMO TAPES (vinyl bootleg)

Witmark Studio, NYC - april 1963 Oh, i took me a woman late last night I's three fourths drunk, she looked half right Just took off some of that onion gook Then she took off her wig, said, "how do i look?" I was high flyin' Out the window Bare naked. Well, there ain't no use in me working all the time. I got a woman who works herself blind She works up to her britches, up to her neck Writes me letters an' sends me cheques. She's a humdinger Folksinger. Well, sometimes i might get so drunk I walk like a duck an' smell like a skunk But it don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride 'Cause i got a little lady right by my side Tryin' to hide Pretendin' she don't know me. Well, a man on the stand he wants my vote He's a-runnin' for office on a ballot note Preachin' out there in front of the steeple Tellin' me he loves all kinds of people. He's eatin' bagels He's eatin' pizza He's eatin' chitlins. I was out there paintin' on the ol' wood shed When a can of black paint it fell on my head I went down to scrub an' rub But i had to sit in the back of the tub. Cost a quarter. Well, the funniest woman i ever seen Was the great granddaughter of Mr. Clean She takes about fifteen baths a day Wants me to grow a moustache on my face She's insane. Now, i got a woman five feet short She yells and hollers an' screams an' snorts She tickles my nose, pats me on the head Rolls me over an' kicks me out of bed. She's a man eater Meat grinder Bad loser. Well, late last night when it got late I decided i gotta lose some weight So i loaded up my horse Went to Reno an' got a divorce One hundred an' twenty pounds. Two hours! Well, i sat me down on the television floor I flipped the channel to number four Out of the shower comes a football man With a bottle of stuff in his hand Greasy kid stuff Messy box tops. What i want to know Mr. football man is What do you do about Willy Mays? Martin Luther King? Olatunji? But I can't remember that without the notebook.