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Patty23
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I used to sing this song to a girl but it didn’t feel quite right. This was my favorite Dylan song (the song that actually made me a fan, hated his voice) and after years of listening to it, I realized that the song was actually about Jesus Christ. It’s fascinatiing. You can dissect the lines that the Girl he was talking about was Jesus and Dylan kept saying “What’s a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this ?”
Here are the words. Just thought of sharing it. C’mon I encourage you to listen to this.
“Sweetheart Like You”
Well the pressure’s down, the boss ain’t here
He gone North, for a while
They say that vanity got the best of him
But he sure left here in style
By the way, that’s a cute hat
And that smile’s so hard to resist
** But what’s a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this ?**
You know, I once knew a woman who looked like you
She wanted a whole man, not just a half
She used to call me sweet daddy when I was only a child
You kind of remind me of her when you laugh
** In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear
It’s done with a flick of the wrist** What’s a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this ?
You know, a woman like you should be at home
That’s where you belong
Taking care for somebody nice
Who don’t know how to do you wrong
** Just how much abuse will you be able to take ?
Well, there’s no way to tell by that first kiss**
What’s a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this ?
You know you can make a name for yourself
You can hear them tires squeal
You can be known as the most beautiful woman
Who ever crawled across cut glass to make a deal.
You know, news of you has come down the line
Even before ya came in the door
** They say in your father’s house, there’s many mansions**
Each one of them got a fireproof floor
Snap out of it baby, people are jealous of you
They smile to your face, but behind your back they hiss
What’s a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this ?
Got to be an important person to be in here, honey
Got to have done some evil deed
Got to have your own harem when you come in the door
Got to play your harp until your lips bleed.
They say that patriotism is the last refuge
To which a scoundrel clings
Steal a little and they throw you in jail
Steal a lot and they make you king
There’s only one step down from here, baby
It’s called the land of permanent bliss
What’s a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this ?
Here are the words. Just thought of sharing it. C’mon I encourage you to listen to this.
“Sweetheart Like You”
Well the pressure’s down, the boss ain’t here
He gone North, for a while
They say that vanity got the best of him
But he sure left here in style
By the way, that’s a cute hat
And that smile’s so hard to resist
** But what’s a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this ?**
You know, I once knew a woman who looked like you
She wanted a whole man, not just a half
She used to call me sweet daddy when I was only a child
You kind of remind me of her when you laugh
** In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear
It’s done with a flick of the wrist** What’s a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this ?
You know, a woman like you should be at home
That’s where you belong
Taking care for somebody nice
Who don’t know how to do you wrong
** Just how much abuse will you be able to take ?
Well, there’s no way to tell by that first kiss**
What’s a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this ?
You know you can make a name for yourself
You can hear them tires squeal
You can be known as the most beautiful woman
Who ever crawled across cut glass to make a deal.
You know, news of you has come down the line
Even before ya came in the door
** They say in your father’s house, there’s many mansions**
Each one of them got a fireproof floor
Snap out of it baby, people are jealous of you
They smile to your face, but behind your back they hiss
What’s a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this ?
Got to be an important person to be in here, honey
Got to have done some evil deed
Got to have your own harem when you come in the door
Got to play your harp until your lips bleed.
They say that patriotism is the last refuge
To which a scoundrel clings
Steal a little and they throw you in jail
Steal a lot and they make you king
There’s only one step down from here, baby
It’s called the land of permanent bliss
What’s a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this ?