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WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
 It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
 If you don't know by now.
 An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
 It don't matter anyhow.
 When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
 Look out your window and I’ll be gone
 You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on
 Don’t think twice, it’s all right
 
 It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
 That light I never knowed
 An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
 I’m on the dark side of the road
 Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say
 To try and make me change my mind and stay
 We never did too much talkin’ anyway
 So don’t think twice, it’s all right
 
 It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
 Like you never did before
 It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
 I can’t hear you anymore
 I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road
 I once loved a woman, a child I’m told
 I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
 But don’t think twice, it’s all right
 
 I’m walkin’ down that long, lonesome road, babe
 Where I’m bound, I can’t tell
 But goodbye’s too good a word, gal
 So I’ll just say fare thee well
 I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind
 You could have done better but I don’t mind
 You just kinda wasted my precious time
 But don’t think twice, it’s all right
Copyright © 1963 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1991 by Special Rider Music

Reprising our Joan'n'Bob act ( see Diamonds and Rust Gareth-calway – Diamonds-and-rust) with a return fixture, Bob's trademark protest song against one of his early women. His second album but the first to feature a more or less complete sweep of his own songs, unlike the first which mainly showcased him as a performer of other people's. In other words, the real Dylan. Who was the discarded lover? Some internal evidence suggests this may even be pre-New York with its rustic setting of roosters and dark roads and sense of setting out and travelling' on in which case it might be a memory of some Mid Western affair rather than Suzi Rotolo but who knows. "You just kinda wasted my precious time" is pretty damning but mild compared to some of his later accusations and restless attacks on whoever was upsetting him at the time. We both bought this album about 8 years after it came out probably on the strength of Blowing in the Wind as one of those must have vinyl classic albums from one of the masters of folk rock and Americana and fellow architect of the 60s (with the Beatles) first heard as children but now understood as teenagers and were sent back to it recently by the brilliant film about Dylan's early years (up to 1966) 'A Complete Unknown' which ends with him roaring away from Pete Seeger type folk on a rocknroll motorbike. Around the time of Hendrix there was a rumour that Dylan couldn't really play guitar but made up for it with a unique dramatising voice and the poetry of the lyrics but one listen to the original will banish that thought: his guitar picking (honed by all those folk club performances) is astonishingly good and drives the song.. And contrary to most people's recall, this is not a solo track but has a band behind him playing drums, two bass guitars, piano and a second guitarist. Our version concentrates on the heart-yearning pretty tune. We have a female lead vocal, bass, percussion and add some vocal layers. On the liner notes Dylan protests that it isn't a (slow and easy going) love song. And so of course that's exactly the way we do it.

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