Subterranean Alamo Blues 12 and 35
A tribute to Dylan's loud, rocking, reference-heavy songs of the Highway 61/ Blonde On Blonde era.
Brand new old songs of the '30s, '40s, '50s and '60s.
Lyrics
He jumped out of the Chelsea Hotel…
Nobody knew him very well
He composed a lyric as he fell:
“Oh Mama! Now I think I think I know
Why nobody remembers the Alamo.”
Sam and Dave and Jerry Van Dyke…
They broke my flute, and they stole my bike,
I like what they are but what are they like?
And who and when and where, I want to know.
And why can’t I remember the Alamo?
Jack LaLanne and Mickey Spillane…
Joined Abbie Lane singing Lady of Spain,
“Gimme Spahn and Fain and two days of rain,”
Said old Verlaine to his little buddy Rimbaud,
“Forget the Maine—Remember the Alamo!”
The dogs on Main Street are half asleep…
Johannes Brahms is down at Lover’s Leap
With Big Mama Thornton in a big motha’ Jeep,
Tell your ma, our love’s gonna grow and grow,
As Rock-a-Day Johnny sings “Remember the Alamo.”
Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose…
Anna Pavlova’s dancing on his toes, [she says]
“Hey Bartender, give me one of those
For Curly and one for Larry and one for Moe,
Make it one for my baby, and one more for the Alamo.”
Romans and countrymen lend me your ears…
It’s the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
His heart’s in the highlands and his rent’s in arrears,
“The redcoats are coming, I thought you’d like to know…
It’s one if by land, two if by sea, and—you can let ‘em have the Alamo.”
Buy for me a hammer that shoots,
Buy me a box of Jujy Fruits,
Tie yourself to a tree with roots,
And take me where I never want to go…
Where all they remember is the Alamo.
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