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Thursday, May 11, 2023

Isis (Live at Boston Music Hall, Boston, MA - November 21, 1975 - Evening) The Bootleg Series, Vol. 5 - Bob Dylan Live 1975: The Rolling Thunder Revue Released on: 1975-12-31 Guitar, Vocal: Bobby Neuwirth Composer, Lyricist: Jacques Levy Violin: Scarlet Rivera Guitar: T Bone Burnett Guitar, Vocal: Steven Soles Guitar: Mick Ronson Dobro, Mandolin, Steel Guitar, Violin: David Mansfield Bass: Rob Stoner Drums, Piano: Howie Wyeth Congas, Drums, Percussion: Luther Rix Vocal: Ronee Blakely Vocal: Ramblin' Jack Elliott Vocal: Allen Ginsberg Vocal: Joni Mitchell Producer: Jeff Rosen Producer: Steve Berkowitz


I married Isis on the fifth day of May
But I could not hold on to her very long
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away
For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong
I came to a high place of darkness and light
The dividing line ran through the center of town
I hitched up my pony to a post on the right
Went in to the laundry to wash my clothes down
A man in the corner approached me for a match
I knew right away he was not ordinary
He said, "Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?"
I said, "I got no money." He said, "That ain't necessary"
We set out that night for the cold in the North
I gave him my blanket, and he gave me his word
I said, "Where are we goin'?" He said we'd be back by the fourth
I said, "That's the best news that I've ever heard"
I was thinkin' about turquoise, I was thinkin' about gold
I was thinkin' about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace
As we rode through the canyons, through the devilish cold
I was thinkin' about Isis, how she thought I was so reckless
How she told me that one day we would meet up again
And things would be different the next time we wed
If I only could hang on and just be her friend
I still can't remember all the best things she said
We came to the pyramids all embedded in ice
He said, "There's a body I'm tryin' to find
If I carry it out it'll bring a good price"
'Twas-a then that I knew what he had on his mind
The wind it was howlin' and the snow was outrageous
We chopped through the night and we chopped through the dawn
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious
But I made up my mind that I had to go on
I broke into the tomb, but the casket was empty
There was no jewels, no nothin', I felt I'd been had
When I saw that my partner was just bein' friendly
When I took up his offer I must-a been mad
I picked up his body and I dragged him inside
Threw him down in the hole and I put back the cover
I said a quick prayer then I felt satisfied
Then I rode back to find Isis just to tell her I love her
She was there in the meadow where the creek used to rise
Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed
I came in from the East with the sun in my eyes
I cursed her one time then I rode on ahead
She said, "Where ya been?" I said, "No place special"
She said, "You look different." I said, "Well, I guess"
She said, "You been gone." I said, "That's only natural"
She said, "You gonna stay?" I said, "If you want me to, yes"
Isis, oh, Isis, you're a mystical child
What drives me to you is what drives me insane
I still can remember the way that you smiled
On the fifth day of May in the drizzlin' rain

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