I've always liked this song by Joan Baez and hadn't thought about it for years till someone played it at an open stage on Sunday. Listening to the words, I thought,"Why would anyone buy cufflinks for Bob Dylan?" This seems like the definition of an inappropriate gift. I wonder if he ever wore them. I can't imagine him having a shirt with french cuffs in those days.

I know his name isn't mentioned in the song, so maybe I've always been making a basic assumption as to who it was about.