Sunday, July 19, 2015

Next Time on the Highway

Several highway trips
Seem like several too many.
They might be fatal.

Another completely bizarre track from the 1967 Basement Tapes. I don't have lyrics anywhere for this, so I wrote them myself as best as I could understand them. After the second verse, Dylan starts ragging on Richard Manuel of the Band, then starts singing again, then stops. You can find this song on volume 11 of the Bootleg Series.

Next time on the highway
I was six years old
xxxxxxxx she was lined up with gold
Next time on the highway
Was told it xxxxxxxxx
Third time on the highway
She got failing and fire
Soon in on the highway
But don't set me free
Next time on the highway
Gonna be the death of me

Third time on the highway
It was nineteen and ten
They was treating the men 
Just like they was treating the men
Next time on the highway 
It was nineteen and twelve
Treating your brother
Just like you treat yourself
Third time on the hgihway
It don't bother (?) me.
Next time on the highway
Gonna be the death of me

Yes, listen to Richard play that piano. Go on, Richard, just play that piano, that shit xxxx. Just on the fucking piss on that shit... (Another website says Dylan exclaims, "Go on Richard, just play that piano, all shitfaced.")

Well the next foot time on the blanket I was smoking my cigarette, in fact you don't -- (Cuts off)



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