Friday, April 24, 2009

Friday Sadness-of-Love Blogging

What better song for such an occasion than Bob Dylan's "Girl From the North Country," which, among its other highlights, just might include the best use of harmonica in the history of recorded music? The lines "in the darkness of my night / in the brightness of my day" are alone worth the price of admission:



Bob Dylan, "Girl From the North Country"

Well, if you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm,
When the rivers freeze and summer ends,
Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm,
To keep her from the howlin' winds.

Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
If it rolls and flows all down her breast.
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
That's the way I remember her best.

I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all.
Many times I've often prayed
In the darkness of my night,
In the brightness of my day.

So if you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

Here's another version Dylan performed for a Canadian TV special in 1964. (Who knew they had television in Canada in the 1960s?!)

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