As Dylan Understood
Folk songs make light of death
as Dylan understood
and once you have a death in hand
you needn’t give a damn
for anyone who doesn’t understand
or for that matter anyone who does
If anybody wishes she could be my fan now
be advised my show closed long ago
well before you cursed your mother
for not breastfeeding you
Mine didn’t either too icky for her
Anyway once death is understood
it makes no difference
you will have compensatory breasts
forever if you play things right
The trick folk music gives you
is to see a glimpse of the reality
behind the crap we miscreate
and that’s worth something eh what
I am no fan of anyone and never was
and never will be having been exposed
when young to enough of that to
enable me to namedrop till the
lowing heifer gives the ghost her due
Oh I have pride I do more than you’ll ever know
The only one who really knew it died some years ago
Perceptions die you know
like talents yea like life itself
That’s what folk music knows
And you thought it was just
pre-rock and roll
You never tossed
a ball against a wall
or called your daddy dear
Hey lighten up a bit
And put some Harry Smith on before
the time comes for your solemn mass
Stephen C. Rose has written a number of books(Fiction/Non-fiction). You can tweet him here.
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