Haw haw Hey there, ljc, lang time nae blether. Ye got it right aboot my computer: jus' t' keep the fires a-blazing, down the Coaltown Road. (Sorry, wrong Province there.)

LH, I always thought "Don't Think Twice, It's All Right" and "It's All Over Now, Baby Blue", and others of that genre, were pretty tough. Not exactly cherish-the-ladies sentiment, y'know. (God knows, I've bitterly nursed those lyrics m'self once or twice, ahem.)Important documentary archival material here: in his book "The Mountain of the Women", Liam Clancy implies that No he didn't actually steal Dylan's girlfriend in the Greenwich Village days; but that Bobby simply neglected her & went off on the road and well, she was lonely, so naturally...Now, was that Baby Blue? Inquiring minds want to know. :)

Dr. Mark, yessirree, ain't these Well-oh-*Yeah*? threads great? woo woo /'Rather-listen-to-Bowel-Movement' Guest: well then, be my guest. Enjoy. (Idiot Wind, indeed.) Just don't post the lyrics, OK? (Actually, I think I've seen the notation already, in another thread. Something about a 'catspaw symphony of some sort...several Movements, as I recall...)

--Dylagogue Pook (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...)