Lonesome River Edge
Bob Dylan Lyrics


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I sit here alone on the banks of the river
The lonesome wind blows and the water runs high
I can hear a voice call from out there in the darkness
But I sit here alone too lonesome to cry

Oh the water rolls high on the river at midnight
I sit on the shore to grieving and to cry
The woman I love she left me this morning
With no-one to love or kiss me goodnight

We met there one night on the banks of the river
Sat there holding hands and making a vow
That we never would part and be happy together
But a new love she's found, she's gone with him now.

Oh the water rolls high on the river at midnight
I sit on the shore to grieving and to cry




The woman I love she left me this morning
With no-one to love or kiss me goodnight

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of Bob Dylan's "The Lonesome River" set the tone for this melancholy ballad. An unnamed narrator describes sitting alone by the river, listening to the wind and the water. Despite the darkness and the sounds of the night, he is unable to cry, so lost is he in his sense of isolation.


As the song progresses, the singer reveals that the source of his despair is the loss of the woman he loves. She left him that morning, and he is left with no one to hold or comfort him. The memories of their time together by the river, when they pledged to never part, are painful reminders of what he has lost.


Dylan's lyrics capture the raw emotions of heartbreak and despair, reminding listeners that even the natural beauty of the world can be eclipsed by the pain of losing someone you love. The image of the lonesome river, rolling on through the night, serves as a powerful metaphor for the singer's own emotions.


Line by Line Meaning

I sit here alone on the banks of the river
I am sitting by myself next to the river


The lonesome wind blows and the water runs high
The wind is lonely and the river is flowing fast


I can hear a voice call from out there in the darkness
I hear a voice in the darkness


But I sit here alone too lonesome to cry
I am too sad to cry


Oh the water rolls high on the river at midnight
The river is at its highest point at midnight


I sit on the shore to grieving and to cry
I am at the shore crying in sorrow


The woman I love she left me this morning
The woman I love left me today


With no-one to love or kiss me goodnight
There is no one to love or kiss me goodnight


We met there one night on the banks of the river
We first met on this riverbank


Sat there holding hands and making a vow
We were sitting holding hands and making a promise to each other


That we never would part and be happy together
We promised to never leave each other and to be happy together


But a new love she's found, she's gone with him now.
She found a new love and left me.




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: CARTER STANLEY

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@addie2739

I just ❤ this man and his music ❤

@Irenehilda

The Banjo Tape was recorded at the home of Gil Turner on January 21 1963...according to Clinton Heylin in A Life In Stolen Moments...

@loriscunado3607

This is great. Thank you very much. I used to have some of this on vinyl in the 70s.

@caseyjones6778

i didnt know if i would ever hear this album again after i lost the only copy a couple of friends and i shared...noone knows where it came from...we just somehow had it, not the basement tapes, the banjo tape!!!

@Tomrogersmusic-

The book "Why Dylan matters" by Richard F. Thomas sent me here. In early chapters he puts emphasis on the obscure 'Goin back to Rome'. Thomas posits that Dylan should be in the pantheon of classical poets such as Virgil and Catullus... "When he first travelled there in 1963, he (Dylan) was immediately inspired. That's why he wrote Goin' back to Rome', that's where I was born. The trip to Rome, subsequent trips, and the adoption of the city as the place he was born seemed years later to incite a kind of artistic rebirth for Dylan, or at least coincided with that rebirth." Intriguing.

@jannybabe21

Me too.

@chancethadood

thank you!

@maradonatotti5142

24:50 Goin’ Back to ROME

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