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Up To Me 1

Bob Dylan © 1974, 1976 Ram's Horn Music

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)


19 Sep 1974
BIOGRAPH
MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS:
    THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol.14 #9
BLOOD ON THE TAPES (b, T-520)
MORE BLOOD ON THE TRACKS (b)

  Blood on the Tracks session 4, NYC - 19.sep.1974, take 2 remake 3, released on BIOGRAPH  

Everything went from bad to worse, money never changed a thing
Death kept followin', trackin' us down, at least i heard your blue bird sing
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy
I know you're long gone, i guess it must be up to me.

If i'd have thought about it, i never would've done it, i guess i would've let it slide
If i'd have payed attention to what others were thinkin', the heart inside me would've died
I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity
Someone had to reach for the risin' star, i guess it was up to me.

Now the Union Central is pullin' out, the orchids are in bloom
I've only got me one good shirt left and it smells of stale perfume
In fourteen months i've only smiled once and i didn't do it consciously
Somebody's got to find your trail, i guess it's gonna be up to me.

It was like a revelation when you betrayed me with your touch
I'd just about convinced myself, nothin' had changed that much
The old rounder in the iron mask, he slipped me the master key
Somebody had to unlock your heart, he said it was up to me.

Now i watched you slowly disappear down into the officers' club
I would've followed you in the door but i didn't have a ticket stub
So i waited all night 'til the break of day, hopin' one of us could get free
Oh, when the dawn came over the river bridge, i knew it was up to me.

The only decent thing i did when i worked as a postal clerk
Was to haul your picture down off the wall near the cage where i used to work
Was i a fool or not to protect your real identity?
You looked a little burned out, my friend, i thought it might be up to me.

I met somebody face to face, i had to remove my hat
She's everything i need and love but i can't be swayed by that
It frightens me, the awful truth of how sweet life can be
But she ain't gonna make a move, i guess it must be up to me.

Now we heard the sermon on the mount and i knew it was too complex
It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects
When you bite off more than you can chew, you got to pay the penalty
Somebody's got to tell the tale, i guess it must be up to me.

Dupree came in pimpin' tonight to the Thunderbird Cafˇ
Crystal wanted to talk to him, i had to look the other way
No i just can't rest without you, love, i need your company
You ain't gonna cross the line, i guess it must be up to me.

There's a note left in the bottle, you can give it to Estelle
She's the one you been wonderin' about but there's really nothin' much to tell
We both heard voices for a while, now the rest is history
Somebody's got to cry some tears, i guess it must be up to me.

So go on boys, play your hands, life is a pantomine
The ringleaders from the county seat say you don't have all that much time
And the girl with me behind the shades, she ain't my property
One of us has got to hit the road, i guess it must be up to me.

If we never meet again, baby remember me
How my lone guitar played sweet for you that old time melody
And the harmonica around my neck i blew it for you free
No one else could play that tune, you know it was up to me. 
    

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Up To Me 2


16 Sep 1974
MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS:
    THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol.14 #2

19 Sep 1974
MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS:
    THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol.14 #4

19 Sep 1974
MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS:
    THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol.14 #6

19 Sep 1974
MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS:
    THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol.14 #7

  Blood On The Tracks session 1, A & R Studios, NYC - 16.sep.1974, take 1, solo  
  Blood On The Tracks session 4, A & R Studios, NYC - 19.sep.1974, take 2, remake, with bass  
  Blood On The Tracks session 4, A & R Studios, NYC - 19.sep.1974, take 2, remake 2, with bass  
  Blood On The Tracks session 4, A & R Studios, NYC - 19.sep.1974, take 3, remake 2, with bass  

Slightly different lyrics

Everything went from bad to worse, money never changed a thing
Death kept followin', trackin' us down, at least i heard your blue bird sing
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy
I know you're long gone, i guess it must be up to me.

If i'd thought about it, i never would've done it, i guess i would've let it slide
If i'd [ payed attention to / lived my life by ] what others were thinkin', the heart inside me would've die
I was [just/a bit] too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity
Someone had to reach for the risin' star, i guess it was up to me.

The Union Central is pullin' out, [and] the orchids are in bloom
I've only got [me] one good shirt left [and] it smells of stale perfume
In fourteen months i've only smiled once and i didn't do it consciously
Somebody's got to find your trail, i guess it must be up to me.

It was like a revelation when you betrayed me with your touch
I'd just about convinced myself, [that] nothin' had changed that much
The old rounder in the iron mask, [he] slipped me the master key
Somebody had to unlock your heart, he said it was up to me.

[Well/Now] I watched you slowly disappear[ing] down into the officers' club
I would've followed you [right] in the door, [but] i didn't have a ticket stub
So i waited all night 'til the break of day, hopin' one of us could [get/break] free
When the dawn came over the river bridge, i knew it was up to me.

The only decent thing i did when i worked as a postal clerk
Was to haul your picture down off the wall near the cage where i used to work
Was i a fool or not [to try] to protect your [real] identity?
You looked a little burned out, my friend, i thought it might be up to me.

[Well/Now] I [ met somebody / finally found someone ] face to face, i had to remove my hat
She's everything i need an' love but i can't be swayed by that
It frightens me, the awful truth of how sweet life can be
She ain't a-gonna make a move, i guess it must be up to me.

We heard the sermon on the mount [and] i knew it was too complex
It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects
When you bite off more than you can chew, you pay the penalty
Somebody's got to tell the tale, i guess it must be up to me.

[Well] Dupree came in pimpin' tonight to the Thunderbird Cafˇ
Crystal wanted to talk to him, i had to look the other way
Now I just can't rest without you love, i need your company
[But] [I] [See] You ain't a-gonna cross the line, i guess it must be up to me.

There's a note left in the bottle, you can give it to Estelle
She's the one you been wonderin' about, but there's really nothin' much to tell
We both heard voices for a while, now the rest is history
Somebody's got to cry some tears, i guess it must be up to me.

So go on boys, [and] play your hands, life is a pantomine
The ringleaders from the county seat say you don't have all that much time
And the girl with me behind the shades, she ain't my property
One of us has got to hit the road, i guess it must be up to me.

An' if we never meet again, baby remember me
How my lone guitar played sweet for you that old time melody
And the harmonica around my neck i blew it for you free
No one else could play that tune, you know it was up to me. 
    

Recording dates & record list

16 Sep 1974MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 14 #1 (interrupted)
16 Sep 1974 2MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 14 #2
19 Sep 1974 2MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 14 #3
MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 14 #4
19 Sep 1974MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 14 #5 (interrupted)
19 Sep 1974 2MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 14 #6
MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 14 #7
19 Sep 1974MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 14 #8 (interrupted)
19 Sep 1974 1 BIOGRAPH
MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 14 #9
BLOOD ON THE TAPES (cd bootleg, T-520)
MORE BLOOD ON THE TRACKS (cd bootleg)