Tuesday, May 05, 2009

Hold the Cinco de Mayo



  • Isis

    (Bob Dylan & Jacques Levy)

    I married Isis on the fifth day of May
    But I could not hold on to her very long
    So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away
    For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong.

    I came to a high place of darkness and light
    The dividing line ran through the center of town
    I hitched up my pony to a post on the right
    Went into a laundry to wash my clothes down.

    A man in the corner approached me for a match
    I knew right away he was not ordinary
    He said “Are you looking for something easy to catch?”
    I said “I got no money,” he said “that ain’t necessary.”

    We set out that night for the cold in the North
    I gave him my blanket, he gave me his word
    I said “Where are we going?” He said we’d be back by the fourth
    I said “That's the best new that I’ve ever heard.”

    I was thinking about turquoise, I was thinking about gold
    I was thinking about diamonds and the world’s biggest necklace
    As we rode through the canyons through the devilish cold
    I was thinking about Isis and how she thought I was so reckless.

    How she told me that one day we meet up again
    And things would be different the next time we wed
    If I only could hang on and just be her friend
    I still can’t remember all the best things she said.

    We came to the pyramids all embedded in ice
    He said “There's a body I’m trying to find
    If I carry it out it’ll bring a good price”
    It was then that I knew what he had on his mind.

    The wind it was howling and the snow was outrageous
    We chopped through the night and we chopped through the dawn
    When he died I was hoping that it wasn’t contagious
    But I made up my mind that I had to go on.

    I broke into the tomb but the casket was empty
    There was no jewels, no nothing, I felt I’d been had
    When I saw that my partner was just being friendly
    When I took up his offer I must’ve been mad.

    I picked up his body and I dragged him inside
    Threw him down in the hole and I put back the cover
    I said a quick prayer and I felt satisfied
    Then I rode back to find Isis just to tell her I love her.

    She was there in the meadow where the creek used to rise
    Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed
    I came in from the East with the sun in my eyes
    I cursed her one time then I rode on ahead.

    She said “Where ya been?” I said “No place special”
    She said “You look different,” I said “well, I guess”
    She said “You been gone,” I said “That’s only natural”
    She said “You gonna stay?” I said “If you want me to, yes.”

    Isis, oh Isis, you mystical child
    What drives me to you is what drives me insane
    I still can remember the way that you smiled
    On the fifth day of May in the drizzling rain.

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