Bob and Eric ask
Betsy to hang out with them
Over at her place.
This song was sung by Eric von Schmidt and Bob Dylan at von Schmidt's Sarasota, Florida, home and released on the ultra-rare "50th Anniversary Collection 1964" copyright extension collection. It's an improvised courtship of sweet Betsy, with Bob and Eric apparently content to fight politely over her in her parlor. The two men switch identities toward the end.
Hey baby
I'm gonna see, see sweet Betsy's face
I'm a see
Betsy, where you been?
Come and see,
Betsy, where in the world you been?
Aw now, come home to Bob and me.
Well in her parlor
We did not mean no harm
Well sittin' in her parlor
Did not mean no harm
Oh now, you come home to us, funny farm.
Funny at the farm
I said funny at the farm
Funny at the farm
Funny at the farm
I swear now, we do not mean you no harm.
Well now, down in the lap of XXXX
Oh lord, you should have seen old Bobby and me.
Well we were right there.
We're sitting out now on them big ol' high chairs.
Well I'm on a high chair
And Bob's on the low
Well I'm on a high chair
Eric is on the low.
xxxxxxx
Just the way it goes.
Well now I know
It don't cause you no disgrace
Well now I know
It don't cause no disgrace
Cause neither one of us are here,
We just take each other's place
I call him Eric
You know he calls me Bob
I call him Eric
You know he calls me Bob
Betsy to hang out with them
Over at her place.
This song was sung by Eric von Schmidt and Bob Dylan at von Schmidt's Sarasota, Florida, home and released on the ultra-rare "50th Anniversary Collection 1964" copyright extension collection. It's an improvised courtship of sweet Betsy, with Bob and Eric apparently content to fight politely over her in her parlor. The two men switch identities toward the end.
Hey baby
I'm gonna see, see sweet Betsy's face
I'm a see
Betsy, where you been?
Come and see,
Betsy, where in the world you been?
Aw now, come home to Bob and me.
Well in her parlor
We did not mean no harm
Well sittin' in her parlor
Did not mean no harm
Oh now, you come home to us, funny farm.
Funny at the farm
I said funny at the farm
Funny at the farm
Funny at the farm
I swear now, we do not mean you no harm.
Well now, down in the lap of XXXX
Oh lord, you should have seen old Bobby and me.
Well we were right there.
We're sitting out now on them big ol' high chairs.
Well I'm on a high chair
And Bob's on the low
Well I'm on a high chair
Eric is on the low.
xxxxxxx
Just the way it goes.
Well now I know
It don't cause you no disgrace
Well now I know
It don't cause no disgrace
Cause neither one of us are here,
We just take each other's place
I call him Eric
You know he calls me Bob
I call him Eric
You know he calls me Bob
Thank you for a great piece of interesting and informative writing. This link is included in The Bob Dylan Project at: http://thebobdylanproject.com/Song/id/82/Bob-and-Eric-Blues-#1 (Lyrics)
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