Musikvideo

Bob Dylan - Spanish Harlem Incident (Official Audio)
Schau dir das Musikvideo zu {trackName} von {artistName} an

Vorgestellt in

Hör dir „Another Side of Bob Dylan“ von Bob Dylan an
ALBUMAnother Side of Bob DylanBob Dylan
Hör dir Bob Dylan Essentials mit Bob Dylan an
PLAYLISTBob Dylan EssentialsApple Music Rock
Hör dir Classic Acoustic mit Bob Dylan an
PLAYLISTClassic AcousticApple Music Acoustic
Hör dir Folk Essentials mit Bob Dylan an
PLAYLISTFolk EssentialsApple Music Blues
Hör dir Heartbreak Hotel mit Bob Dylan an
PLAYLISTHeartbreak HotelApple Music Oldies
Hör dir Classic Singer-Songwriter Essentials mit Bob Dylan an
PLAYLISTClassic Singer-Songwriter EssentialsApple Music Acoustic
Hör dir Miley Cyrus: Influences mit Bob Dylan an
PLAYLISTMiley Cyrus: InfluencesApple Music Pop
Hör dir James Taylor: Influences mit Bob Dylan an
PLAYLISTJames Taylor: InfluencesApple Music Acoustic
Hör dir Iron & Wine: Influences mit Bob Dylan an
PLAYLISTIron & Wine: InfluencesApple Music Alternative
Hör dir Bob Dylan: Chill mit Bob Dylan an
PLAYLISTBob Dylan: ChillApple Music
Hör dir Bob Dylan: Deep Cuts mit Bob Dylan an
PLAYLISTBob Dylan: Deep CutsApple Music Rock

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Wilson
Tom Wilson
Producer

Songtexte

Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem cannot hold you to its heat Your temperature is too hot for tamin' Your flaming feet are burnin' up the street I am homeless, come and take me To the reach of your rattlin' drums Let me know, babe, all about my fortune Down along my restless palms Gypsy gal, you got me swallowed, I have fallen far beneath Your pearly eyes, so fast an' slashing An' your flashing diamond teeth The night is pitch black, come an' make my Pale face fit into place, oh, please Let me know, babe, I'm nearly drowning If it's you my lifelines trace I've been wondering all about me ever since I seen you there On the cliffs of your wildcat charms I'm riding I know I'm 'round you but I don't know where You have slayed me, you have made me I got to laugh halfways off my heels I got to know, babe, ah, will you surround me So I can know if I am really real
Writer(s): Bob Dylan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out