The man in me will do nearly any task
And as for compensation, there’s little he would ask
Take a woman like you
To get through to the man in me
The Point Depot Dublin, Ireland 5 February 1991
Bob Dylan (vocal & guitar)
John Jackson (guitar)
Cesar Diaz (guitar)
Tony Garnier (bass)
Ian Wallace (drums)
Storm clouds are raging all around my door
I think to myself I might not take it anymore
Take a woman like your kind
To find the man in me
But, oh, what a wonderful feeling
Just to know that you are near
Sets my heart a-reeling
From my toes up to my ears
The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein’ seen
But that’s just because he doesn’t want to turn into some machine
Took a woman like you
To get through to the man in me
Far away where the soft winds blow
Far away from it all
There is a place you go
Where teardrops fall
Far away in the stormy night
Far away and over the wall
You are there in the flickering light
Where teardrops fall
Hammersmith Odeon London, England 8 February 1990
Bob Dylan (vocal & guitar)
G. E. Smith (guitar)
Tony Garnier (bass)
Christopher Parker (drums)
We banged the drum slowly
And played the fife lowly
You know the song in my heart
In the turning of twilight
In the shadows of moonlight
You can show me a new place to start
I’ve torn my clothes and I’ve drained the cup
Strippin’ away at it all
Thinking of you when the sun comes up
Where teardrops fall
By rivers of blindness
In love and with kindness
We could hold up a toast if we meet
To the cuttin’ of fences
To sharpen the senses
That linger in the fireball heat
Roses are red, violets are blue
And time is beginning to crawl
I just might have to come see you
Where teardrops fall
Ten years ago, on a cold, dark night
There was someone killed ‘neath the Town hall light
There were few at the scene, but they all agreed
That the man who ran looked a lot like me
Capitol Music Hall Wheeling, West Virginia 28 April 1997
Bob Dylan (vocal & guitar)
Bucky Baxter (pedal steel guitar & electric slide guitar)
Larry Campbell (guitar)
Tony Garnier (bass)
David Kemper (drums & percussion)
She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave while the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows but me
The judge said Son, what’s your alibi
If you were somewhere else, then you won’t have to die
I spoke not a word thought it meant my life
For I’d been in the arms of my best friend’s wife
(Refrain)
The scaffold was high and eternity near
She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
But sometime at night when the cold winds moan
In a long black veil she cries over my bones
