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Dear Landlord
John Wesley Harding
1967
Columbia
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Dear landlord,
Please don't put a price on my soul.
My burden is heavy,
My dreams are beyond control.
When that steamboat whistle blows,
I'm gonna give you all I got to give,
And I do hope you receive it well,
Dependin' on the way you feel that you live.
Dear landlord,
Please heed these words that I speak.
I know you've suffered much,
But in this you are not so unique.
All of us, at times, we might work too hard
To have it too fast and too much,
And anyone can fill his life up
With things he can see but he just cannot touch.
Dear landlord,
Please don't dismiss my case.
I'm not about to argue,
I'm not about to move to no other place.
Now, each of us has his own special gift
And you know this was meant to be true,
And if you don't underestimate me,
I won't underestimate you.
Interprétation
Prière et reproche adressés à une figure d'autorité, longtemps lue comme un message à son producteur ou à Dieu lui-même. Le narrateur demande qu'on ne le juge pas trop durement.
L'ambiguïté du destinataire — propriétaire, patron, déité — fait la richesse de la chanson. Elle montre Dylan passant de la protest song frontale à une plainte plus intime, adressée à ceux qui détiennent le pouvoir.
Folk biblique 1967
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