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“My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums -
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?”

(Bob Dylan)


These verses recall to me the poetry of Percy Bysshe Shelley, that most romantic of the Romantic poets, conjuring images of yearning alongside adoration and pleading in what seems to be a sad unrequited love song. Simon Rees, March 2007


Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands

Bob Dylan, 1966

With your mercury mouth in the missionary times,
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes,
And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes,
Oh, who do they think could bury you?
With your pockets well protected at last,
And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass,
And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass,
Who could they get to carry you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes:
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums -
Should I put them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace,
And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace,
And your basement clothes and your hollow face,
Who among them did think he could outguess you?
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims,
And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns,
Who among them could try to impress you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophets say that no man comes:
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums -
Should I put them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

The kings of Taurus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss,
And you wouldn't know it would happen like this,
But a-who among them really wants just to kiss you?
With your childhood flames on your midnight rug,
And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs,
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs,
Who among them do you think could resist you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophets say that no man comes:
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums -
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
To show you where the dead angels are that they used to hide.
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
How could they ever mistake you?
They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm,
But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm,
And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms,
How could they ever have persuaded you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophets say that no man's come:
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums -
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row,
And your magazine husband who one day just had to go,
And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show,
Oh, who among them do you think would employ you?
Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole
With your holy medallion in your fingertips now that fold,
And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul -
Who among them could ever think he could destroy you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophets say that no man comes:
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums -
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

 

Copyright © 1966; renewed 1994 Dwarf Music

 

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