“Abandoned Love” is a song written by Bob Dylan, recorded on July 31, 1975, but not released until 1985, on his compilation album Biograph.
Bob Dylan – Abandoned Love
It was an incredible feeling to be in that small club listening to Bob Dylan perform a new song. We all felt we were watching history in the making. After he finished, he returned to his seat near the back of the club and quietly watched the rest of the show. Jack appeared so speechless and overwhelmed by Dylan’s performance that he started his next song with Bob’s buzzing guitar.
Abandoned love live 1975
The Everly Brothers – Abandoned Love ( Bob Dylan )
I can see the turning of the key
I’ve been deceived by the clown inside of me
I thought that he was righteous but he’s vain
Oh, something’s a-telling me I wear the ball and chainMy patron saint is a-fighting with a ghost
He’s always off somewhere when I need him most
The Spanish moon is rising on the hill
But my heart is a-tellin’ me I love you stillI come back to the town from the flaming moon
I see you in the streets, I begin to swoon
I love to see you dress before the mirror
Won’t you let me in your room one time before I finally disappear?Everybody’s wearing a disguise
To hide what they’ve got left behind their eyes
But me, I can’t cover what I am
Wherever the children go I’ll follow themI march in the parade of liberty
But as long as I love you I’m not free
How long must I suffer such abuse?
Won’t you let me see your smile before I turn you loose?I’ve given up the game, I’ve got to leave
The pot of gold is only make-believe
The treasure can’t be found by men who search
Whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the churchWe sat in an empty theater and we kissed
I asked ya please to cross me off your list
My head tells me it’s time to make a change
But my heart is telling me I love ya but you’re strangeSo one more time at midnight, near the wall
Take off your heavy make-up and your shawl
Won’t you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
Let me feel your love one more time before I abandon it
On a Thursday night in July 1975, I headed out to see Ramblin’ Jack Elliott at The Bitter End in New York City. Because I wanted to learn his technique, I got there early enough to get a seat near the front so I could watch him play guitar. After the first set, a P.A. announcement told us we were welcome to stay for the second set if we honored the two-drink minimum. As the lights flashed on and I got up to leave, I glanced around the club and was stunned to see Bob Dylan seated toward the back with Jack, wearing the same striped tee shirt and leather jacket he had on in a photo with Patti Smith on the cover of the then-current Village Voice.
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