I think that’s one of the coolest things about Bob Dylan — that nobody really knows what the fuck goes on with him. And that’s great. That’s awesome. That’s how it should be.
–> Jim James (to Matt Sullivan – 2011)

Our conversation was short and sweet
It nearly swept me off my feet
And I’m back in the rain, oh
And you are on dry land
You made it there somehow
You’re a big girl now

The man in me will do nearly any task
And as for compensation, there’s little he would ask
Take a woman like you
To get through to the man in me

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?
People call say ‘beware doll, you’re bound to fall’
You thought they were all kidding you

Mama take this badge from me
I can’t use it anymore
It’s getting dark too dark to see
Feels like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door

I’m going down to Rose Marie’s,
She never does me wrong,
She puts it to me plain as day
And gives it to me for a song.