Saturday, April 24

How could it be any other way?

Originally written for the soundtrack of North Country (2005) -- "a fictionalized account of the first major sexual harassment case in the US," IMDB -- Tell Ol' Bill is a lovely piece of late-period Dylan poetry. While it narrates the thoughts and emotions of the protagonist in the film (a woman mine-worker seeking justice against sexual abuse) the song also works just as well without any such context -- as a call to determination and endurance in the face of life's struggles. Dylan does his usual thing with imagery, strikes the elder-bluesman-pose with his stern voice and mixes enough musical elements to create a gripping atmosphere.



Tell Ol' Bill (by Bob Dylan)

The river whispers in my ear
I've hardly a penny to my name
The heavens never seemed so near
And all my body glows with flame

The tempest struggles in the air
And to myself alone I sing
It could sink me then and there
I can hear the echo ring

I tried to find one smiling face
To drive the shadow from my head
I'm stranded in this nameless place
Lying restless in a heavy bed

Tell me straight out if you will
Why must you torture me within?
Why must you come from your high hill
And throw my fate to the clouds and wind?

Far away in a silent land
Secret thoughts are hard to bear
Remember me, you'll understand
Emotions we can never share

You trampled on me as you passed
Left the coldest kiss upon my brow
All my doubts and fears have gone at last
I've nothing more to tell you now

I walk by tranquil lakes and streams
As each new season's dawn awaits
I lay awake at night with troubled dreams
The enemy is at the gate

Beneath the thunder blasted trees
The words are ringing off your tongue
The ground is hard in times like these
The stars are cold, the night is young

The rocks are bleak, the trees are bare
Iron clouds go floating by
Snowflakes falling in my hair
Beneath the grey and stormy sky

The evening sun is sinking low
The woods are dark, the town is too
They'll drag you down, they'll run the show
Ain't no telling what they'll do

Tell Ol' Bill when he comes home
That anything is worth a try
Tell him that I'm not alone
And that the hour has come to do or die

All the world I would defy
Let me make it plain as day
I look at you now and I sigh
How could it be any other way?

No comments: