Bob warns the ladies
That men will love them and
Leave them afterward.
Watch out, ladies, those men can be dawgs. That is the message in this warning song - that men will love you and leave you, and that this woman in particular was the victim of a "false true-lover." You can find a version of this from the Basement Tapes sessions on volume 11 of the Bootleg Series. There's also a commercially released version performed in 1964 with Eric von Schmidt that appears on the rare third volume of the copyright extension collection, "The 50th Anniversary Collection 1964."
Come all ye fair and tender ladies
Be careful how you court young men
They're like a star on a summer's morning
They'll first appear and then they're gone
They'll tell you some loving story
They'll declare to you their love is true
Then they will go and court some other
And that's the love they have for you
Do you remember our days of courting
When your head lay upon my breast
You could make me believe with falling of your arm
That the sun rose in the west
I wish I was a little sparrow
And I had wings with which to fly
Right over to see my false true-lover
And when he's talking I'd be nigh
But I'm not a little sparrow
I have no wings with which to fly
So I sit here in grief and sorrow
To weep and pass my troubles by
If I had known before I courted
That love was such a killing thing
I'd a-locked my heart in a box of golden
And fastened it up with a silver pin
That men will love them and
Leave them afterward.
Watch out, ladies, those men can be dawgs. That is the message in this warning song - that men will love you and leave you, and that this woman in particular was the victim of a "false true-lover." You can find a version of this from the Basement Tapes sessions on volume 11 of the Bootleg Series. There's also a commercially released version performed in 1964 with Eric von Schmidt that appears on the rare third volume of the copyright extension collection, "The 50th Anniversary Collection 1964."
Come all ye fair and tender ladies
Be careful how you court young men
They're like a star on a summer's morning
They'll first appear and then they're gone
They'll tell you some loving story
They'll declare to you their love is true
Then they will go and court some other
And that's the love they have for you
Do you remember our days of courting
When your head lay upon my breast
You could make me believe with falling of your arm
That the sun rose in the west
I wish I was a little sparrow
And I had wings with which to fly
Right over to see my false true-lover
And when he's talking I'd be nigh
But I'm not a little sparrow
I have no wings with which to fly
So I sit here in grief and sorrow
To weep and pass my troubles by
If I had known before I courted
That love was such a killing thing
I'd a-locked my heart in a box of golden
And fastened it up with a silver pin
Hello Robert, Thank you for a nother lesson in the musical history of Bob Dylan. Join us inside his Music Box http://thebobdylanproject.com/Song/id/124/Come-All-Ye-Fair-and-Tender-Ladies and listen to every version of every song.
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