Dignity
Bob Dylan
Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel
Thin man lookin' at his last meal
Hollow man lookin' in a cotton field
For dignity.
Wise man lookin' in a blade of grass
Young man lookin' in the shadows that pass
Poor man lookin' through painted glass
For dignity.
Somebody got murdered on new year's eve
Somebody said dignity was the first to leave
I went into the city, went into the town
Went in the land of the midnight sun.
Searchin' high, searchin' low
Searchin' everywhere i know
Askin' the cops wherever I go
"Have you seen dignity?''
Blind man breakin' out of a trance
Puts his both hands in the pockets of chance
Hoping to find one circumstance
Of dignity.
I went to the wedding of Mary Lou
She said "I don't want nobody to see me talkin' to you''
Said she could get killed if she told what she knew
'Bout dignity.
I went down where the vultures feed
I would have gone deeper but there wasn't any need
Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men
Wasn't any difference to me.
Chilly wind sharp as razor blade
House on fire, debts unpaid
Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid
Have you seen dignity?
Drinkin' man listen to the voice he hears
In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors
Lookin' into the lost forgotten years
For dignity.
Met prince Philip at the home of the blues
Said he'd give me information if his name wasn't used
He wanted money up front, he said he was abused
By dignity.
Footprints running 'cross the silver sand
Steps goin' down into tatooed land,
Amid the sons of darkness and the sons of light
In the border towns of despair.
Got no place to fade, got no coat
I'm on the rollin' river, in a jerkin' boat
Tryin' to read a note somebody wrote
'Bout dignity.
Sick man lookin' for the doctor's cure
Lookin' at hands for the lines that were
And in every masterpiece of literature
For dignity.
English man stranded in a black heart wind
Combin' his hair back, his future looks thin
Bites the bullet and he looks within
For dignity.
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed
Dignity never been photographed
I went into the red, went into the black
In the valley of dry bone dreams.
So many roads, so much at stake
So many dead ends, i'm at the edge of the lake
Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take
To find dignity.