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Jokerman 1 Bob Dylan © 1983 Special Rider Music (Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

13 Apr 1983 INFIDELS GREATEST HITS Vol. 3 THE BEST OF BOB DYLAN THE ESSENTIAL BOB DYLAN DYLAN 2007

Infidels session 3, Power Station NYC - 13.apr.1983, album version, mixed May-July 1983 Standin' on the waters castin' your bread While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowin' Distant ships sailin' into the mist You were born with a snake in both of your fists while the hurricane was blowin' Freedom's just around the corner for you But with truth so far off what good will it do? Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh Jokerman. So swiftly the sun sets in the sky You rise up and say goodbye to no one Fools rush in where angels fear to tread Both of their futures so full of dread, you don't show one Sheddin' off one more layer of skin Keepin' one step ahead of the persecutor within. Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh Jokerman. You're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds Manipulator of crowds you're a dream twister You're goin' to Sodom and Gomorrah, but what do you care? Ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister A friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame You look into then fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name. Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh Jokerman. Well the book of Leviticus and Deutoronomy The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers In the smoke of the twilight on a milk white steed Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features Restin' in the fileds far from the turbulent space Half asleep neath the stars with a small dog lickin' your face. Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh Jokerman. Well the rifleman stalkin' the sick and the lame Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain Nightsticks and water cannons, teargas, padlocks Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain False hearted judges dyin' in the webs that they spin Only a matter of time till night comes steppin' in. Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh Jokerman. It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery grey A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat Take the motherless children off the street and place them at the feet of a harlot Oh Jokerman you know what he wants Oh Jokerman you don't show any response. Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh Jokerman.

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Jokerman 2

13 Apr 1983 SPRINGTIME IN NEW YORK: THE BOOTLEG SERIES VOL. 16 / 1980-1985 ROUGH CUTS (T-346) GENUINE BOOTLEG SERIES (T-393) DOWN IN THE FLOOD (T-146)

Infidels session 3, Power Station NYC - 13.apr.1983, alt mix (or take) Standin' on the water castin' your bread While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowin' Distant ships sailin' into the mist You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowin' Freedom just around the corner for you But with truth so far off what good will it do? Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh Jokerman. So swiftly the sun sets in the sky You rise up and say goodbye to no one No store bought shirt for you on your back One of the women must sit in the shack and sew one Sheddin' off one more layer of skin Keepin' one step ahead of the persecutor within. Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh Jokerman. You're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds Manipulator of crowds you're a dream twister You're goin' to Sodom and Gomorrah but what do you care? Ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister Scratchin' the world with the fine-toothed comb You're a king among nations, you're a stranger at home. Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh Jokerman. Now the book of Leviticus and Deutoronomy The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers No crystal ball do you need on your shelf Michelangelo himself could've carved out your features So drunk standin' in the middle of the street Directin' traffic with a small dog at your feet. Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh Jokerman. Well the preacherman talkin' 'bout the deaf and the dumb And the world to come that's already been predetermined Nightsticks and water cannons, teargas, padlocks Molotov cocktails and rocks can't drown out his sermon You let the wicked walk right into a trap You're givin' away all the good things that fall in your lap. Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh Jokerman. It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery grey A woman just gave birth to a prince today and she's dressed in scarlet. He'll turn priests into pimps and make old men bark Take a woman who could've been Joan of Arc and turn her into a harlot. Oh, Jokerman you know what he wants Oh, Jokerman you don't show any response. Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh Jokerman.