Una del Dylan

Aquesta  cançó és de  1965. En el seu  original Dylan comença en  acústic. Para, es fot un panxot de  riure  i comença de  nou amb l´elèctrica.
La versió del Taj Mahal  que us poso és d´un  disc d´aquest  any, un gran homenatge al jueu de Minessota  commemorant els  50 anys de la seva  carrera i d´Amnistia Internacional.
Jo vaig aprendre el sarcasme, l´ironia i la visió crítica de la societat, en part, gràcies a aquesta  cançó.... They were very paranoid.....

I was riding on the Mayflower , When I thought I spied some land
I yelled for Captain Arab, I have yuh understand
Who came running to the deck , Said, “Boys, forget the whale
Look on over yonder , Cut the engines , Change the sail
Haul on the bowline”, We sang that melody , Like all tough sailors do
When they are far away at sea

“I think I’ll call it America”, I said as we hit land, I took a deep breath
I fell down, I could not stand , Captain Arab he started Writing up some deeds
He said, “Let’s set up a fort  And start buying the place with beads”
Just then this cop comes down the street, Crazy as a loon, He throw us all in jail
For carryin’ harpoons

Ah me I busted out, Don’t even ask me how, I went to get some help
I walked by a Guernsey cow , Who directed me down To the Bowery slums
Where people carried signs around, Saying, “Ban the bums”
I jumped right into line Sayin’, “I hope that I’m not late”
When I realized I hadn’t eaten, For five days straight

I went into a restaurant Lookin’ for the cook
I told them I was the editor Of a famous etiquette book
The waitress he was handsome He wore a powder blue cape
I ordered some suzette, I said “Could you please make that crepe”
Just then the whole kitchen exploded From boilin’ fat
Food was flying everywhere And I left without my hat

Now, I didn’t mean to be nosy But I went into a bank
To get some bail for Arab And all the boys back in the tank
They asked me for some collateral And I pulled down my pants
They threw me in the alley When up comes this girl from France
Who invited me to her house I went, but she had a friend
Who knocked me out and robbed my boots
And I was on the street again

Well, I rapped upon a house With the U.S. flag upon display
I said, “Could you help me out I got some friends down the way”
The man says, “Get out of here I’ll tear you limb from limb”
I said, “You know they refused  Jesus, too” he said, “You’re not Him
Get out of here before I break your bones I ain’t your pop”
I decided to have him arrested And I went looking for a cop

I ran right outside And I hopped inside a cab
I went out the other door This Englishman said, “Fab”
As he saw me leap a hot dog stand And a chariot that stood
Parked across from a building Advertising brotherhood
I ran right through the front door Like a hobo sailor does
But it was just a funeral parlor And the man asked me who I was

I repeated that my friends Were all in jail, with a sigh
He gave me his card He said, “Call me if they die”
I shook his hand and said goodbye Ran out to the street
When a bowling ball came down the road
And knocked me off my feet A pay phone was ringing
It just about blew my mind When I picked it up and said hello
This foot came through the line

Well, by this time I was fed up At tryin’ to make a stab
At bringin’ back any help For my friends and Captain Arab
I decided to flip a coin Like either heads or tails
Would let me know if I should go Back to ship or back to jail
So I hocked my sailor suit And I got a coin to flip
It came up tails It rhymed with sails
So I made it back to the ship Well, I got back and took
The parkin’ ticket off the mast I was ripping it to shreds
When this coastguard boat went past They asked me my name
And I said, “Captain Kidd”  They believed me but
They wanted to know  What exactly that I did
I said for the Pope of Eruke I was employed
They let me go right away They were very paranoid

Well, the last I heard of Arab He was stuck on a whale
That was married to the deputy Sheriff of the jail
But the funniest thing was When I was leavin’ the bay
I saw three ships a-sailin’ They were all heading my way
I asked the captain what his name was And how come he didn’t drive a truck
He said his name was Columbus I just said, “Good luck”