Dylan said of those sessions: "It's that thin, that wild mercury sound. It's metallic and bright gold.."
Amazing song. Brilliant lyrics. I love this.
Yes, you, you just sit around and ask for ashtrays, can't you reach?
I see you kiss her on the cheek ev'rytime she gives a speech
With her picture books of the pyramid
And her postcards of Billy the Kid
(Why must everybody bow?)
You better talk to her 'bout it
You're her lover now.
His voice is brilliant. It's a shame the session ended before he'd finished. There is a solo piano version, recorded around the same time that has the complete lyrics for the fourth verse here.