One of only two original songs on his debut album, it is a talking blues about his first days in the city.
The words
A newcomer's wry account of arriving in a cold, crowded city and scraping for gigs in the folk clubs.
A young musician tells how he came east to New York in the dead of winter and tried to break into the folk scene. He rides the subway, gets turned away from a coffeehouse for sounding too rural, and ends up playing harmonica for very little pay. Along the way he jabs at the people who exploit musicians, and finally gives up on the city for now and heads off across the river. It is a talking blues, half spoken over guitar, full of deadpan jokes.
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The words
A newcomer's wry account of arriving in a cold, crowded city and scraping for gigs in the folk clubs.
A young musician tells how he came east to New York in the dead of winter and tried to break into the folk scene. He rides the subway, gets turned away from a coffeehouse for sounding too rural, and ends up playing harmonica for very little pay. Along the way he jabs at the people who exploit musicians, and finally gives up on the city for now and heads off across the river. It is a talking blues, half spoken over guitar, full of deadpan jokes.
Lyrics on bobdylan.com ↗The same year · 1962
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