Bastard Son

Lyrics
[Intro] Bob Dylan is my father, Joan Baez is my mother And I'm their bastard son [Verse 1] Though my roots show through I'm just twenty-two I don't belong to anyone When The Band was disbanded, I was disowned I got a number you can ring me on but I ain't got no phone Got a forwarding address, baby I ain't got no home I got no direction home [Refrain] That's the style of a bastard child This is the song of a bastard son [Verse 2] Uncle Lenny used to make me laugh Took away my nightmares, tore my daydreams in half Showed them to me reflected upside-down In the mirror that Suzanne Vega found (Why not?) Leonard's still doing his tricks today Only goes to show that growing up might pay, yeah [Refrain] That's the style of a bastard child This is the song of a bastard son [Verse 3] Well, Bruce and James were family friends Took my mind to Carolina through the New Jersey bends Gave me a harmonica when I was three Nailed a banjo to my knees Now Bruce is a foreman, James is a slave Bruce gave in and James just gave up [Bridge] My family didn't grow up too well with technology And I think this is why they disowned me But now I wanna get back into the fold I don't wanna be a black sheep, I don't wanna grow old Here's to Warren, Neil, T-Bone, Andy, Lou, John, Elliott Townes, Tom, Elizabeth, Elvis, Dave You're singing something good man, it's gotta be saved I think so! [Refrain] That's the style of a bastard child This is the song of a bastard son Take it down [Verse 5] I've only just started playing the guitar Already they say I'm a has-been Say my songs too long, words too strong, my shoes aren't clean The synthesizer's broken, the twelve-inch does not exist It's gonna take me a blessed life to get on to your hit list I'm gonna need a blessed life to get on to the hit list But I'm singing for the men, for the women and the kids Who grew up like me with seven basic instincts hid [Refrain] That's the style of a bastard child This is the song of a bastard son That's the style of a bastard child This is the song of a bastard son [Outro] Bob Dylan is my father, Joan Baez is my mother And I'm their bastard son
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Credits
- Writers
- John Wesley Harding