"Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands" as written by and Bob Dylan....
With your mercury mouth in the missionary times,
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes,
And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes,
Oh, do they think could bury you?
With your pockets well protected at last,
And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass,
And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass,
Who could they get to carry you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I put them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace,
And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace,
And your basement clothes and your hollow face,
Who among them can think he could outguess you?
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims,
And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns,
Who among them would try to impress you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I put them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss,
And you wouldn't know it would happen like this,
But who among them really wants just to kiss you?
With your childhood flames on your midnight rug,
And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs,
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs,
Who among them do you think could resist you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
To show you the dead angels that they used to hide.
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
Oh, how could they ever mistake you?
They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm,
But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm,
And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms,
How could they ever, ever persuade you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row,
And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go,
And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show,
Who among them do you think would employ you?
Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole
With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold,
And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul,
Oh, who among them do you think could destroy you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?


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"Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands" as written by Bob Dylan

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  • +6
    General CommentI have come to a radical decission:
    THIS IS THE BEST LOVE SONG I HAVE EVER HEARD
    In both Englilsh or Spanish
    It's more than a song, not even a poem, it's a prayer.
    It's about his wife at the time, Sara Lownes (hence Lowlands), ex-playgirl and mother of Jakob (The Wallflowers).
    Her first husband was an editor of a magazine ("your magazine husband who ne day just had to go") and his father was a metal worker ("and your sheets like metal/and your sheet metal memory of Cannery Row").
    I spent a whole lot of time, months, trying to figure out what some parts pf the lyrics meant, searching the web and doing a lot of hard thinking. I came up with the idea idea of emptiness, of a void, in his warehouse eyes (now I see that they're eager to capture her, and it's just....wonderful).

    And her mercury mouth, you know, mercury slips away at contact.

    Well, there's so much to say that I realize it's silly to try to explain it line by line.

    But I'm simply obsessed with this song. I know it by heart, I bet that not even Dylan himself can say that.

    "your flesh like silk, your face like glass"

    "your silhouette when the sunlight dims
    Into your eyes where the moonlight swims"

    "your saintlike face, your ghostlike soul"

    Damn!

    Simply perfect. And his voice. The constant crescendo.

    where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes....
    cavernon February 03, 2005   Link
  • +4
    General CommentHis wife Sara, from the song 'Sara' on 'Desire':

    I can still hear the sounds
    Of those Methodist bells
    I'd taken the cure
    And had just gotten through
    Stayin' up for days
    In the Chelsea Hotel
    Writin' "Sad-Eyed Lady
    Of the Lowlands" for you
    JonnyCharleson June 18, 2004   Link
  • +4
    General CommentI can never get over this song. Why? Because it is a total love song that does not even mention the word love. It's not sappy at all like most love songs. The imagry he use's just set's my nerves on fire. LIke think about it......what a way to praise a woman. Smashing! Perfect! Alot of people say the song is too long, but they are all wrong. The time is perfect. YOu need more than 3- 4minutes to describe your lover in a song. YOu need around 11 minutes...hehehe. When I get high I could just listen to this song over and over again....hehehe.
    serge_67on November 17, 2004   Link
  • +3
    General CommentI think people are right that this is an amazing lovesong it captures all the feelings and emotion that well up inside people when they think about the one they love. And anybody who says this song is too long is an idiot and should be shot!!! a few things amaze me about this song, the first is that this song was recorded in 1 take with no rehearsals(so what you hear on the album is the absolute birth of the song!) Dylan dissappeared for several hours and left the recording band sitting in the studio and then appeared back at the studio and told them he had a song he wanted to record so they just went directly into the studio with no idea of what was about to played (or how long it was going to be!) so if you listen very carefully at the end of certain verses you can hear the band winding down believing tohe song to be over and then suddenly braking back into the flow of the song as they realise Dylan wasn't finished. Up to that point the longest song they ever heard was like a maximum of 5 maybe 6 minutes, and along comes Dylan with this 11 minute masterpiece! But they all agreed it had to be that long! I think for this reason the emmotion within the song is much purer because it has not been diluted by repetition, so we hear it as it sounds to his lover for the first time!
    mobster_ieon July 07, 2006   Link
  • +3
    General Comment“Warehouse eyes” might mean that he can “take it all in,” that he has a place for Sara in his soul (eyes are the window to the soul). Others only see a small portion of her personality, while he sees that there is a great more to her, and that to be her lover, a man would have to acknowledge and make room for all of her. Additionally, it could mean that he feels empty inside.
    “Arabian Drums” could be a reference to his music: should he continue on with his career or set it aside to wait for her?
    catewelshon October 19, 2006   Link
  • +2
    General CommentAnd by the way, I think the "sad-eyed prophet" is actually himself
    cavernon July 23, 2006   Link
  • +1
    General CommentSomeone is in Love!
    Qsqawon July 05, 2002   Link
  • +1
    General Commentwould anyone be so bold as to venture an opinion on the metaphors 'warehouse eyes' and 'arabian drums'? They're pretty obscure so I'm sure everyone understands them slightly differently....
    I always thought of 'warehouse eyes' as sort of trying to contain what he sees, ie. sara (or whoever this song is addressed to) within himself. There's probably more to it than that though, and 'arabian drums' i just don't know.....anyone?
    crfon January 02, 2005   Link
  • +1
    General CommentOther than the beautiful lyrics... The last two or three minutes of the song are my favorite. The musical aspect is simply beautiful here.
    HibbingismyHolyLandon January 18, 2006   Link
  • +1
    General Commentsweetlaw...sara had a daughter with her first husband, that's the 'child of the hoodlum'. jakob was sara and bob's last child, he wasn't even born when this song was made, their fist child hese might have been though, she was at least pregnant with him at the time
    tiffany-twistedon February 11, 2007   Link

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