Álbum Self Portrait de Bob Dylan - Canciones

Self Portrait

1970 |

Estilo(s) | Folk Rock,Country Rock,Pop Rock,Vocal,Ballad

Sello | Columbia

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Listado de canciones del álbum Self Portrait

All The Tired Horses 3:11
Alberta #4 2:55
I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know 2:22
Composición: Cecil A. Null
Days Of 49Ver letra 5:42

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letra de Days Of 49
I'm old Tom Moore from the bummer's shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a gin shot too, but what cares I for praise ?
I wander around from town to town just like a roving sign
And all the people say, "There goes Tom Moore, in the days of '49"
In the days of old, in the days of gold
How oft' times I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
My comrades they all loved me well, a jolly saucy crew
A few hard cases I will recall though they all were brave and true
Whatever the pitch they never would flinch, they never would fret or whine
Like good old bricks they stood the kicks in the days of '49
In the days of old, in the days of gold
How oft' times I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
There was New York Jake, the butcher boy, he was always getting tight
And every time that he'd get full he was spoiling for a fight
But Jake rampaged against a knife in the hands of old Bob Stein
And over Jake they held a wake in the days of '49
In the days of old, in the days of gold
How oft' times I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
There was Poker Bill, one of the boys who was always in a game
Whether he lost or whether he won, to him it was always the same
He would ante up and draw his cards and he would you go a hatful blind
In the game with death Bill lost his breath, in the days of '49
In the days of old, in the days of gold
How oft' times I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
There was Ragshag Bill from Buffalo, I never will forget
He would roar all day and he'd roar all night and I guess he's roaring yet
One day he fell in a prospect hole, in a roaring bad design
And in that hole he roared out his soul, in the days of '49
In the days of old, in the days of gold
How oft' times I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
Of the comrades all that I've had, there's none that's left to boast
And I'm left alone in my misery like some poor wandering ghost
And I pass by from town to town, they call me a rambling sign
"There goes Tom Moore, a bummer shore in the days of '49 "
In the days of old, in the days of gold
How oft' times I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
Early Mornin' Rain 3:31
Composición: Gordon Lightfoot
In Search Of A Little Sadie 2:26
Let It Be Me 2:58
Composición: Gilbert Bécaud, Mann Curtis, Pierre Delanoë
Little Sadie 1:58
Woogie Boogie 2:06
Belle IsleVer letra 2:28

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letra de Belle Isle
One evening for pleasure I rambled to view
The fair fields all alone
Down by the banks of Loch Eiron
Where beauty and pleasure were known.
I spied a fair maid at her labour
Which caused me to stay for a while
And I thought of a goddess to beauty
Bloomin' bright star of Bright Isle.
I humbled myself to her beauty
"Fair maiden, where do you belong ?
Are you from heaven descended
Abiding in Cupid's fair throne ?".
"Young man, I will tell you a secret
It's true I'm a maid that is poor
And to part from my vows and my promise
Is more than my heart can endure.
Therefore I remain at my service
And go through all my hardship and toil
And wait for the lad that has left me
All alone on the banks of Belle Isle".
"Young maiden I wish not to banter
It's true I come here in disguise
I came here to fulfill our last promise
And hope to give you a surprise.
I've known you're a maid I love dearly
And you've been in my heart all the while
For me there is no other damsel
Than my bloomin' bright star of Belle Isle".
Living The Blues 2:41
Like a Rolling Stone 5:14
Copper KettleVer letra 3:32

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letra de Copper Kettle
Get you a copper kettle, get you a copper coil
Fill it with new made corn mash and never more you'll toil
You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright
Watch them just a-filling in the pale moonlight.
Build you a fire with hickory, hickory, ash and oak
Don't use no green or rotten wood, they'll get you by the smoke
You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright
Watch them just a-filling in the pale moonlight.
My daddy he made whiskey, my granddaddy he did too
We ain't paid no whiskey tax since 1792
You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright
Watch them just a-filling in the pale moonlight.
Gotta Travel OnVer letra 3:04

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letra de Gotta Travel On
Done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long
Summer's almost gone, winter's coming on
Done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long
And it seems like I've got to travel on
And it seems like I've got to travel on
Papa writes to Johnny, Johnny can't come home
Johnny can't come home, Johnny can't come home
Papa writes to Johnny, Johnny can't come home
Johnny's been out on the road too long
So I done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long
Summer's almost gone, winter's coming on
Done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long
And it seems like I've got to travel on
That chilly wind will soon begin and I'll be on my way
Going home to stay, going home to stay
That chilly wind will soon begin and I'll be on my way
And I feel like I just want to travel on
So I done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long
Summer's almost gone, winter's coming on
Oh yes I done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long
And it seems like I've got to travel on
There's a lonesome freight at 6:08 coming through the town
I'll be homeward bound, I'll be homeward bound
There's a lonesome freight at 6:08 coming on through the town
And I feel like I just want to travel on
Well I done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long
Summer's almost gone, winter's coming on
Yes it is done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long
And it seems like I almost travel on
Composición: Dave Lazar (2), Larry Ehrlich, Paul Clayton (2), Tom Six
Blue MoonVer letra 2:26

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letra de Blue Moon
Blue moon, you saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own.
Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayet for someone I really could care for.
And suddenly there appeared before me the only one my arms could ever hold
I heard someone whisper, "Please, adore me"
And when I looked my moon had turned to gold.
Blue moon, now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own
Without a love of my own.
Composición: Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers
The Boxer 2:45
Composición: Paul Simon
The Mighty Quinn (Quinn, The Eskimo) 2:54
Take Me As I Am (Or Let Me Go) 2:59
Composición: Boudleaux Bryant
Take A Message To Mary 2:44
Composición: Boudleaux & Felice Bryant
It Hurts Me TooVer letra 3:16

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letra de It Hurts Me Too
So run here baby, put your little hands in mine
I've got something to tell you, I know you're gonna change your mind
When things go wrong, so wrong with you
It hurts me too
I want you baby just to understand
I don't want to be your boss babe, I just want to be your man
When things go wrong, so wrong with you
It hurts me too
Now when you go home, you don't have to get along
Come back to me babe, where I live that's where you belong
When things go wrong, so wrong with you
It hurts me too
I love you baby an' you know that it's true
I wouldn't mistreat you baby, nothin' in this world is like you
When things go wrong, so wrong with you
It hurts me too
Yes when things go wrong, so wrong with you
It hurts me too
So run here baby, put your little hand in mine
I got something to tell you baby, I know that will change your mind
When things go wrong, so wrong with you
Don't you know it, don't you know it hurts me too
Minstrel Boy 3:29
She Belongs To Me 2:42
Wigwam 3:08
Alberta No. 2 3:20