Farewell, Angelina

Album: Farewell, Angelina (1965)
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  • Farewell, Angelina, the bells of the crown
    Are being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sound
    The triangle tingles and the trumpets play slow
    Farewell, Angelina, the sky is on fire and I must go

    There's no need for anger, there's no need for blame
    There's nothing to prove, everything's still the same
    Just a table standing empty by the edge of the sea
    Means farewell, Angelina, the sky is trembling and I must leave

    The jacks and queens have forsaked the courtyard
    Fifty-two gypsies, now file past the guards
    In the space where the deuce and the ace once ran wild
    Farewell, Angelina, the sky is changing color, I'll see you in a while

    See the cross-eyed pirates sitting perched in the sun
    Shooting tin cans with a sawed-off shotgun
    And the neighbors they clap and they cheer with each blast
    But farewell, Angelina, the sky's changing color and I must leave fast

    King Kong, little elves on the rooftops they dance
    Valentino-type tangos while the make-up man's hands
    Shut the eyes of the dead not to embarrass anyone
    But farewell, Angelina, the sky is embarrassed and I must be gone

    The machine guns are roaring, the puppets heave rocks
    The fiends nail time bombs to the hands of the clocks
    Call me any name you like, I will never deny it
    But farewell, Angelina, the sky is erupting, I must go where it's quiet
    Writer/s: BOB DYLAN
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 3

  • Laurel from Sedona AzThis is one of my favorite Dylan songs. To me it evokes the Vietnam War and all its horrors: the gypsies (soldiers as disposable playing cards) filing by the guards (the draft board), the cross-eyed pirate shooting tin cans (My Lai?) while the neighbors (the American people) cheer, the makeup man shutting the eyes of the dead American soldiers so the politicians aren’t embarrassed, and finally, “the machine guns are roaring while the puppets heave rocks, while fiends nail time bombs to the hands of the clocks” is pretty descriptive of war. And each verse ending line describes how or where or why the narrator “must go”. And the last lines are the most evocative of that time: Call me any name you like, I will never deny it…I must go where it’s quiet.” He is fleeing to Canada rather than go and likely die in a politically motivated, useless war, which is grinding up young American men like hamburger for no good reason, and he is willing to be called a draft-dodger, a traitor, and any other derogatory names used for those who wouldn’t go to be sacrificed in the Cold War.
  • MelanieFarewell, Angelina is the most hauntingly, beautiful, surrealistic song I think Dylan ever wrote and I love how Paul Anka does this song
  • Zale from Cambria Ca.Farewell Angelina seems to fit the moment of the Pandemic perfectly and it is a dark picture indeed Joan Baezs voice is the only soothing thing about this Dali painting. Dylan / Dali ..... they certainly had similar ways of expressing their thoughts.
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