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Bob Dylan - 50th Anniversary Collection: 1964 - Only a Pawn in Their Game
50th Anniversary Collection: 1964
Disc 1
01. The Times They Are A‐Changin’
02. Talking World War III Blues
03. The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
04. A Hard Rain’s A‐Gonna Fall
05. Restless Farewell
06. The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
07. Bob and Eric Blues #1
08. Black Betty
09. Come All You Fair and Tender Ladies
10. Florida Woman
11. Johnny Cuckoo
Disc 2
01. Money Honey
02. More and More
03. Mr. Tambourine Man
04. Suzie Q
05. Harmonica Duet
06. Glory Glory
07. Dr. Stangelove Blues
08. Stoned on the Mountain
09. Stoned on the Mountain
10. Walkin’ Down the Line
11. Joshua Gone Barbados
12. With God on Our Side
13. Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right
Disc 3
01. The Times They Are A‐Changin’
02. Girl From the North Country
03. Who Killed Davey Moore?
04. Talkin’ John Birch Paranoid Blues
05. Ballad of Hollis Brown
06. It Ain’t Me, Babe
07. Walls of Red Wing
08. Chimes of Freedom
09. Mr. Tambourine Man
10. Eternal Circle
Disc 4
01. A Hard Rain’s A‐Gonna Fall
02. Talkin’ World War III Blues
03. Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right
04. Only a Pawn in Their Game
05. With God on Our Side
06. The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
07. Restless Farewell
08. When the Ship Comes In
Disc 5
01. Denise
02. It Ain’t Me, Babe (take 1)
03. Spanish Harlem Incident (take 2)
04. Spanish Harlem Incident (take 3)
05. Ballad in Plain D (take 2)
06. I Don’t Believe You (take 1)
07. I Don’t Believe You (take 3)
08. Chimes of Freedom (take 1)
09. Chimes of Freedom (take 3)
10. Mr. Tambourine Man (take 1)
11. Black Crow Blues (take 1)
12. Black Crow Blues (take 2)
13. I Shall Be Free No. 10 (take 1)
14. I Shall Be Free No. 10 (take 2)
15. I Shall Be Free No. 10 (take 3)
16. I Shall Be Free No. 10 (take 4)
Disc 6
01. It Ain’t Me, Babe
02. All I Really Want to Do
03. To Ramona
04. Mama, You Been on My Mind
05. It Ain’t Me, Babe
06. With God on Our Side
07. The Times They Are A‐Changin’
08. Girl From the North Country
09. Who Killed Davey Moore?
10. Talkin’ John Birch Paranoid Blues
11. To Ramona
12. Ballad of Hollis Brown
Disc 7
01. Chimes of Freedom
02. I Don’t Believe You
03. It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding)
04. Mr. Tambourine Man
05. Talkin’ World War III Blues
06. A Hard Rain’s A‐Gonna Fall
07. Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right
Disc 8
01. Only a Pawn in Their Game
02. With God on Our Side
03. It Ain’t Me, Babe
04. The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
05. All I Really Want to Do
06. Gates of Eden
07. If You Gotta Go, Go Now
08. It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding)
09. Talkin’ World War III Blues
10. Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right
11. Mama, You Been on My Mind
Disc 9
01. The Times They Are A‐changin’
02. Talkin’ John Birch Paranoid Blues
03. To Ramona
04. Gates of Eden
05. If You Gotta Go, Go Now
06. It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding)
07. Mr. Tambourine Man
08. A Hard Rain’s A‐Gonna Fall
09. Talkin’ World War III Blues
10. Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right
A bullet from the back of a bush took Medgar Evers' blood
A finger fired the trigger to his name
A handle hid out in the dark
A hand set the spark
Two eyes took the aim
Behind a man's brain
But he can't be blamed
He's only a pawn in their game

A South politician preaches to the poor white man
"You got more than the blacks, don't complain
You're better than them, you been born with white skin," they explain
And the Negro's name
Is used, it is plain
For the politician's gain
As he rises to fame
And the poor white remains
On the caboose of the train
But it ain't him to blame

He's only a pawn in their game

The deputy sheriffs, the soldiers, the governors get paid
And the marshals and cops get the same
But the poor white man's used in the hands of them all like a tool
He's taught in his school
From the start by the rule
That the laws are with him
To protect his white skin
To keep up his hate
So he never thinks straight
'Bout the shape that he's in

But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game

From the poverty shacks he looks from the cracks to the tracks
And the hoof beats pound in his brain
And he's taught how to walk in a pack
Shoot in the back
With his fist in a clinch
To hang and to lynch
To hide 'neath the hood
To kill with no pain
Like a dog on a chain

He ain't got no name
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game

Today Medgar Evers was buried from the bullet he caught
They lowered him down as a king
But when the shadowy sun sets on the one that fired the gun
You'll see by his grave
On the stone that remains
Carved next to his name
His epitaph plain
"Only a pawn in their game"