:53:06
It looks like it's a-dyin'
:53:10
and it's hardly been born
:53:12
But I really cared, I really wanted to portray
my gratitude in some kind of way.
:53:18
But I knew that I was not gonna be
going back to Greystone anymore.
:53:23
I felt like I had to write that song.
I did not consider myself a songwriter at all.
:53:28
But I needed to write that
and I needed to sing it.
:53:33
So that's why I needed to write it.
:53:36
'Cause it hadn't been written and that's what
I needed to say, I needed to say that.
:53:40
Here's to Cisco and Sonny
and Lead Belly, too
:53:46
And to all the good people
that traveled with you
:53:53
Here's to the hearts
and the hands of the men
:53:59
that come with the dust
:54:04
and are gone with the wind
:54:07
So this guy comes in.
:54:08
He didn't look too prepossessing.
He didn't look too interesting to me.
:54:13
He didn't look wild or...
:54:15
He looked like an ordinary kid.
:54:19
He didn't have the commanding presence.
:54:22
And he said, "Listen, I got some songs
I wanted you to hear".
:54:26
So I was, "Oh, God.
Can you come tomorrow?"
:54:28
I says, "Get out of here".
He says, "No, I want to sing you a song".
:54:31
So I let him sing the song,
then I kick him out...
:54:34
then he comes back, then he came back.
:54:36
And then I started pointing to people, I said,
"Listen, see that guy in the back room?
:54:39
"His name is Bob Dylan.
You should listen to him.
:54:42
"The guy's writing good songs. He's terrific".
:54:44
He told me he never knew
the word folk music...
:54:46
before he came to New York City.
What bullshit, God!
:54:50
And he'd never seen somebody playing
a banjo before he came to New York City.
:54:53
He'd never seen all these things
before he came to New York City.
:54:55
It opened his eyes up wide
to what folk music is...
:54:58
after having lived on the Mississippi River
and everything.