February 14, 2017

Boomer Ballads: Diamonds & Rust

Now I see you standing
With brown leaves falling around
And snow in your hair
Now you're smiling out the window
Of that crummy hotel
Over Washington Square
Our breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me
We both could have died then and there....

Posted by gerardvanderleun at February 14, 2017 11:28 AM
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The original was a little before my time but I was introduced to that song by a more alternative arrangement -


Posted by: tim at February 14, 2017 1:01 PM

Probably the only thing that woman ever did that I cared for, and I must say, the original studio version is very well put together. Dylan wore it out and hauled ass.

Posted by: ghostsniper at February 15, 2017 2:04 PM

Hell of a song. Ineffable.

Posted by: pbird at February 15, 2017 11:13 PM

I give it a 6. It's got a good beat and you can dance to it.

Posted by: J Cass at February 16, 2017 8:13 AM