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The Bootleg Series, Vol. 9: The Witmark Demos: 1962–1964
Disc 1
01. Man on the Street (fragment)
02. Hard Times in New York Town
03. Poor Boy Blues
04. Ballad for a Friend
05. Rambling, Gambling Willie
06. Talking Bear Mountain Picnic Massacre Blues
07. Standing on the Highway
08. Man on the Street
09. Blowin’ in the Wind
10. Long Ago, Far Away
11. A Hard Rain’s a‐Gonna Fall
12. Tomorrow Is a Long Time
13. The Death of Emmett Till
14. Let Me Die in My Footsteps
15. Ballad of Hollis Brown
16. Quit Your Low Down Ways
17. Baby, I’m in the Mood for You
18. Bound to Lose, Bound to Win
19. All Over You
20. I’d Hate to Be You on That Dreadful Day
21. Long Time Gone
22. Talkin’ John Birch Paranoid Blues
23. Masters of War
24. Oxford Town
25. Farewell
Disc 2
01. Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right
02. Walkin’ Down the Line
03. I Shall Be Free
04. Bob Dylan’s Blues
05. Bob Dylan’s Dream
06. Boots of Spanish Leather
07. Girl From the North Country
08. Seven Curses
09. Hero Blues
10. Whatcha Gonna Do?
11. Gypsy Lou
12. Ain’t Gonna Grieve
13. John Brown
14. Only a Hobo
15. When the Ship Comes In
16. The Times They Are a‐Changin’
17. Paths of Victory
18. Guess I’m Doing Fine
19. Baby, Let Me Follow You Down
20. Mama, You Been on My Mind
21. Mr. Tambourine Man
22. I’ll Keep It With Mine
My parents raised me tenderly,
I was their only son.
My mind got mixed with ramblin'
When i was all so young,
And i left my home the first time
When i was twelve and one.
I'm a long time a-comin', maw,
An' i'll be a long time gone.
On the western side of texas,
On the texas plains,
I tried to find a job o'work
But they said i's young of age.
My eyes they burned when i heard,
"Go home where you belong!"
I'm a long time a-comin',
An' i'll be a long time gone.
I remember when i's ramblin'
Around with the carnival trains,
Different towns, different people,
Somehow they're all the same.
I remember children's faces best,
I remember travelin' on.
I'm a long time a-comin',
I'll be a long time gone.
I once loved a fair young maid
An' i ain't too big to tell,
If she broke my heart a single time,
She broke it ten or twelve.
I walked and talked all by myself,
I did not tell no one.
I'm a long time a-comin', babe,
An' i'll be a long time gone.
Many times by the highwayside,
I tried to flag a ride.
With bloodshot eyes and gritting teeth,
I'd watch the cars roll by.
The empty air hung in my head
I's thinkin' all day long.
I'm a long time a-comin',
An' i'll be a long time gone.
You might see me on your crossroads
When i'm a-passin' through.
Remember me how you wished to
As i'm a-driftin' from your view.
I ain't got the time to think about it,
I got too much to get done.
Well, i'm a long time comin'
An' i'll be a long time gone.
If i can't help somebody
With a word or song,
If i can't show somebody
They are travelin' wrong.
But i know i ain't no prophet
An' i ain't no prophet's son.
I'm just a long time a-comin'
An' i'll be a long time gone.
So you can have your beauty,
It's skin deep and it only lies.
And you can have your youth,
It'll rot before your eyes.
Just give to me my gravestone
With it clearly carved upon:
"I's a long time a-comin',
An' i'll be a long time gone."