Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan, (nacido con el nombre de Robert Allen Zimmerman el 24 de mayo de 1941 en Duluth, Minnesota, Estados Unidos) es un cantautor estadounidense, autor, músico y poeta. Ha sido, durante cinco décadas, una de las mayores figuras en la música contemporánea, siendo considerado uno de los compositores y músicos más influyentes y prolíficos del siglo XX.[1] Muchos de los más célebres trabajos de Dylan datan de la década de los 1960s, cuando se convirtió en un cronista informal y un reacio testaferro de los conflictos estadounidenses. Algunas de sus canciones, como "Blowin' in the Wind" y "The Times They Are a-Changin'", se convirtieron en himnos antibélicos y de los movimientos civiles de aquella época.[2] Su más reciente disco de estudio, "Modern Times", lanzado el 29 de agosto de 2006, debutó en las listas estadounidenses en el #1, convirtiéndolo, a los 65 años de edad, en la persona de mayor edad en alcanzar esta posición.[3] Más tarde fue nombrado como El Álbum del Año por la revista Rolling Stone.[4] Las primeras letras de Dylan contenían temas sociales, filosóficos e influencia literaria, desafiando la música pop convencional existente y apelando generalmente a la contracultura de aquel tiempo. Mientras expandía y personalizaba estilos musicales, mostraba una firme devoción por muchas tradiciones de la música americana, de folk y country/blues a gospel, rock and roll y rockabilly, a música folk inglesa, escosesa e irlandesa, inclusive jazz y swing.[5][6]

Letra de I Was Young When I Left Home
Written by Bob Dylan
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem
Recorded on the Minnesota Hotel Tape (Dec 22, 1961)

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Open G tuning (DGdgbd')

G 000000
G' 000430
C 002010
D 000210

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I sorta made it up on a train. Huh, oh I'm here. This must be good for somebody, this sad song. I know it's good for somebody. If it ain't for me, it's good for somebody. I just talked about it, huh huh.
G
I was young when I left home
G' D C
and I been a-rambling 'round.
D
And I never wrote a letter to my home.
G G' D C
To my home, lord to my home.
D G

And I never wrote a letter to my home.
It was just the other day,
I was bringing home my pay
when I met an old friend I used to know.
Said your mother's dead and gone,
baby sister's all gone wrong
and your daddy needs you home right away.

Not a shirt on my back,
not a penny on my name.


But I can't go home thisaway.
And I can't go home thisaway.
Thisaway, lord lord lord.

count the days I'm gone.
If you miss the train I'm on,
Hundred miles, honey baby, lord lord lord,
You will hear that whistle blow a hundred miles.
and you'll hear that whistle blow a hundred miles.

I'm playing on a track,
ma would come and whoop me back
on them trussels down by old Jim McKay's.
When I pay the debt I owe to the commissary store,
Go home, lord lord lord.
I will pawn my watch and chain and go home.

I will pawn my watch and chain and go home.
when I see them riding blind,
Used to tell ma sometimes
gonna make me a home out in the wind.
In the wind, lord in the wind.
Make me a home out in the wind.

I go back home again,
I don't like it in the wind,
but I can't go home thisaway.
Thisaway, lord lord lord,
and I can't go home thisaway.

and I been all rambling 'round.
I was young when I left home
And I never wrote a letter to my home.
To my home lord lord lord.
And I never wrote a letter to my home

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