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I was an American
I am an American boy
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I read The American Boy magazine
and became a Boy Scout in the suburbs
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I thought I was Tom Sawyer,
catching crayfish in the Bronx River
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and imagining the Mississippi
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I had a baseball mitt
and an American Flyer bike
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Everything was meshed up at that time.
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Everything was like just all in like a blender.
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Everyone was interested
in whatever was going on.
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I stayed at a lot of people's houses
which had poetry books...
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and poetry volumes...
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and I'd read what I found...
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I found Verlaine poems or Rimbaud...
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you know, "Drunken Boat," Illuminations.
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Whether it was these wild and crazy poets
that were getting up on stage...
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or whether it was a musician
playing some riff in a jazz club...
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or some bluegrass guy,
some old roots music...
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it filters through you, you speak them when
they come out verbally and you play them.
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We were doing things totally instinctively.
It was an instinctive awakening.
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Lightning strikes every once in a while,
in a different place.
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Nobody knows why.
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The night of the Cuban Missile Crisis...
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the general feeling was, the world
was gonna end or something like that.
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I mean, it's quite heavy.
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I walked into The Gaslight
and Bob was there.
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Just a few people listening to him sing.
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He said, "Why don't you come up,
we'll sing some songs together.
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"Let's do that old Carter Family song:
You're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone".
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I was playing the nice Carter Family thing,
and we're singing.
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And I'm thinking,
"Who's gonna miss us when we're gone?
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"We're all gonna be gone, you know.
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"What the hell is this?"
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Oh, where have you been,
my blue-eyed son?
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And where have you been,
my darling young one?
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I've stumbled on the side
of twelve misty mountains.
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I've walked and I crawled
on six crooked highways