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To Ron Paul Supporters

The song presented herein is titled To Ramona by Bob Dylan. After thinking deeply about the title at around 4:20 one afternoon, I came to the conclusion that it is an anagram for "To a man or ..." (a woman, being the obvious implication),' i.e. to the human race. The lyrics address the human condition so presciently, and on this fine Friday, I direct their attention to Ron Paul supporters everywhere.

Since the original by Dylan is unavailable on YouTube, here is the best cover available - and it is even better, in its own way - by Sinéad Lohan. Lyrics below the break, and well worth pondering, especially on a Friday, late afternoon...

http://youtu.be/8nHwILs8bdo

Ramona
Come closer
Shut softly your watery eyes
The pangs of your sadness
Shall pass as your senses will rise

The flowers of the city
Though breathlike
Get deathlike at times
And there’s no use in tryin’
T’ deal with the dyin’
Though I cannot explain that in lines

Your cracked country lips
I still wish to kiss
As to be by strength of your skin
Your magnetic movements
Still capture the minutes I’m in

But it grieves my heart, love
To see you tryin’ to be a part of
A world that just don’t exist
It’s all just a dream, babe
A vacuum, a scheme, babe
That sucks you into feelin’ like this

I can see that your head
Has been twisted and fed
By worthless foam from the mouth
I can tell you are torn
Between stayin’ and returnin’
On back to the South

You’ve been fooled into thinking
That the finishin’ end is at hand
Yet there’s no one to beat you
No one t’ defeat you
’Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad

I’ve heard you say many times
That you’re better ’n no one
And no one is better ’n you
If you really believe that
You know you got
Nothing to win and nothing to lose!

From fixtures and forces and friends
Your sorrow does stem
That hype you and type you
Making you feel
That you gotta be just like them

I’d forever talk to you
But soon my words
They would turn into a meaningless ring
For deep in my heart
I know there is no help I can bring

Everything passes
Everything changes
Just do what you think you should do
And someday maybe
Who knows, baby
I’ll come and be cryin’ to you

Copyright © 1964 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1992 by Special Rider Music

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Thanks, Michael

...I love (semi) off topic posts!

You could embed the song from the code available on www.grooveshark.com

Here: http://grooveshark.com/s/To+Ramona/eLbSE?src=5

- original by Dylan.

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I love Dylan's original, but the Sinead Lohan cover is badass

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"Liberty, when it begins to take root, is a plant of rapid growth." - George Washington

Thx radiofriendly! Here's another link to original Dylan audio

http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/L00catB-gsY/

"Liberty, when it begins to take root, is a plant of rapid growth." - George Washington

Hah! 'Tis a little before you

Hah! 'Tis a little before you get out of work, eh? :P

ah thats nice. Thank you Michael

I miss the old days. I miss my old schedule that allowed me to get home by 4:20. Just too much going on now I guess.

ex ne on the top ingkoske

ex ne on the top ingkoske ferencere

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Unfortunately, I kinda agree

It would probably be a bit safer to write something like "This afternoon about twenty minutes past four", but I would like to believe that nobody would really care. Maybe someday.

And thanks for the great Bob Dylan lift!

w00t!

Just got home after a long day,

popped open the DP settled in and gave this a listen. Sigh... good stuff, hits home. Real easy on the ears and soul. Even picked up the guitar and started playing along. Great song. Thanks Michael

Michael Nystrom's picture

Nice

Glad you liked it.

While it is probably impossible to pick a 'favorite' Dylan tune, this one is right up there at the top.

To be mean is never excusable, but there is some merit in knowing that one is; the most irreparable of vices is to do evil out of stupidity. - C.B.

hell yeah mn represent

bob dylan is a genius and would probably support ron paul if he still gave a shit. http://youtu.be/IqvvOD4bdRs

Michael Nystrom's picture

That is an interesting clip

I'll have to watch the whole interview - never saw it. Thanks.

My response to the title of the video: He didn't say he made a pact with the Devil. More likely it was with God. (So I choose to believe)

In regards to your comment about if he still gave a sh!t: One of the finest ways to honor Liberty is to celebrate your own.

Dylan has made huge contributions, just by showing what you can do, if you are truly free.

To be mean is never excusable, but there is some merit in knowing that one is; the most irreparable of vices is to do evil out of stupidity. - C.B.

Great tune !!

I will add this to my repertoire soon.If you do one Dylan song,they always want another,and another,etc..Thanks !

<3

<3333 This song.
<3333333333333 Bob Dylan.

This is a pretty good cover, too.

Wasn't Into Bob Dylan Back Then...Now, I Appreciate The Humor..

and the messages in his songs...Maybe I'm starting to expand my horizons..

Thanks for posting Michael..

Bob Dylan is an anti bircher,

Bob Dylan is an anti bircher, lost respect for him on that. He was part of the smear campaign against them.

Society for the Preservation of Wooden Toilet Seats?

Society for the Preservation of Wooden Toilet Seats?

Would that be the Birch John society?

Freedom is my Worship Word!

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Talking John Birch Society Blues

The Birchers were pretty preoccupied with the "Communist Menace" back then. In retrospect, you have to admit, it is a pretty funny song.

http://www.youtube.com/wa...

To be mean is never excusable, but there is some merit in knowing that one is; the most irreparable of vices is to do evil out of stupidity. - C.B.

Funny!

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"Air is the very substance of our freedom, the substance of superhuman joy....aerial joy is freedom."--Gaston Bachelard--

Michael Nystrom's picture

LOL Lyrics

Replace the word 'communists' with 'terrorists' for an updated version.

Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues by Bob Dylan

Well, I was feelin’ sad and feelin’ blue
I didn’t know what in the world I wus gonna do
Them Communists they wus comin’ around
They wus in the air
They wus on the ground
They wouldn’t gimme no peace . . .

So I run down most hurriedly
And joined up with the John Birch Society
I got me a secret membership card
And started off a-walkin’ down the road
Yee-hoo, I’m a real John Bircher now!
Look out you Commies!

Now we all agree with Hitler’s views
Although he killed six million Jews
It don’t matter too much that he was a Fascist
At least you can’t say he was a Communist!
That’s to say like if you got a cold you take a shot of malaria

Well, I wus lookin’ everywhere for them gol-darned Reds
I got up in the mornin’ ’n’ looked under my bed
Looked in the sink, behind the door
Looked in the glove compartment of my car
Couldn’t find ’em . . .

I wus lookin’ high an’ low for them Reds everywhere
I wus lookin’ in the sink an’ underneath the chair
I looked way up my chimney hole
I even looked deep down inside my toilet bowl
They got away . . .

Well, I wus sittin’ home alone an’ started to sweat
Figured they wus in my T.V. set
Peeked behind the picture frame
Got a shock from my feet, hittin’ right up in the brain
Them Reds caused it!
I know they did . . . them hard-core ones

Well, I quit my job so I could work all alone
Then I changed my name to Sherlock Holmes
Followed some clues from my detective bag
And discovered they wus red stripes on the American flag!
That ol’ Betsy Ross . . .

Well, I investigated all the books in the library
Ninety percent of ’em gotta be burned away
I investigated all the people that I knowed
Ninety-eight percent of them gotta go
The other two percent are fellow Birchers . . . just like me

Now Eisenhower, he’s a Russian spy
Lincoln, Jefferson and that Roosevelt guy
To my knowledge there’s just one man
That’s really a true American: George Lincoln Rockwell
I know for a fact he hates Commies cus he picketed the movie Exodus

Well, I fin’ly started thinkin’ straight
When I run outa things to investigate
Couldn’t imagine doin’ anything else
So now I’m sittin’ home investigatin’ myself!
Hope I don’t find out anything . . . hmm, great God!

Copyright © 1970 by Special Rider Music; renewed 1998 by Special Rider Music

To be mean is never excusable, but there is some merit in knowing that one is; the most irreparable of vices is to do evil out of stupidity. - C.B.

Classic.

Thanks for sharing. I've been told at least 3 times in my life I need to listen to more Dylan. I think I'll take it as therapy now. I turned 40 recently and still listen to this:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8de2W3rtZsA

I need to lower my heart rate I think.

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Funny!

This popped up just the other day when I was listening to Pandora. I cracked up! I don't know why, but I can see Bob writing that song at 4:20 one afternoon.