Desert Island 1 – Mr. Tambourine Man

We have a radio programme in the U.K. that has been running for decades called Desert Island Discs in which people – all famous of course – are asked to select eight records that they would like to have with them if ever they were stranded on a Desert Island.

Anyway with friends the other day we were discussing which we would take and why so over he next few days /blogs these are the ones I have selected.

Starting with the Bob Dylan Mr Tambourine Man – for my USA readers I am so pleased he left he ‘u’ in tambourine – who in 1965 was recorded by The Byrds.

It reminds me of the last summer holiday I spent with my whole family together before our eldest brother went off to serve in the Parachute Regiment.


Mr. Tambourine Man

Bob Dylan

LYRICS

Hey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me

I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to

Hey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me

In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come following you

Though I know that evening’s empire has returned into sand

Vanished from my hand

Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping

My weariness amazes me, I’m branded on my feet

I have no one to meet

And the ancient empty street’s too dead for dreaming

Hey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me

I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to

Hey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me

In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come following you

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship

My senses have been stripped

My hands can’t feel to grip

My toes too numb to step

Wait only for my boot heels to be wandering

I’m ready to go anywhere, I’m ready for to fade

Into my own parade

Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it

Hey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me

I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to

Hey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me

In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come following you

Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun

It’s not aimed at anyone

It’s just escaping on the run

And but for the sky there are no fences facing

And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme

To your tambourine in time

It’s just a ragged clown behind

I wouldn’t pay it any mind

It’s just a shadow you’re seeing that he’s chasing

Hey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me

I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to

Hey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me

In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come following you

And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind

Down the foggy ruins of time

Far past the frozen leaves

The haunted frightened trees

Out to the windy beach

Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky

With one hand waving free

Silhouetted by the sea

Circled by the circus sands

With all memory and fate

Driven deep beneath the waves

Let me forget about today until tomorrow

Hey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me

I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to

Hey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me

In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come following you

Songwriters: Bob Dylan

Mr. Tambourine Man lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC