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The Times They Are A-Changin' session 5, Columbia Studio A, NYC - 24.oct.1963
Carnegie Hall, New York City - 26.oct.1963
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
An' rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.
Struck by the sounds before the sun
I knew the night had gone
The mornin' breeeze like a bugle blew
Against the drums of dawn.
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
An' rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.
The ocean wild like an organ played
The seaweed wove its strands
The crashin' waves like cymbals clashed
Against the rocks an' sands.
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
An' rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.
I stood unwound beneath the skies
An' clouds unbound by laws
The cryin' rain like a trumpet sang
An' ask for no applause.
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
An' rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.
The last of leaves fell from the trees
An' clung to a new love's breast
The branches bare like a banjo moaned
To the wind that listened the best.
I gazed down in the river's mirror
An' watched its winding strum
The water smooth ran like a hymn
An' like a harp did hum.
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
An' rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.
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