Matchbox
Bob Dylan Lyrics


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[Chorus]
Well, I'm sitting here wondering, would a matchbox hold my clothes?
Sitting here wondering, would a matchbox hold my clothes?
I ain't got no matches, but I got a long way to go.

I'm an old, poor boy and I'm a long way from home
I'm an old, poor boy and I'm a long way from home
I won't ever be happy; everything I do is wrong.

[Chorus]

Let me be your little dog 'til your big dog come.
Let me be your little dog 'til your big dog come.
When your big dog gets here, show him what this little puppy's done.





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The song Matchbox by Bob Dylan talks about a man who is sitting and wondering if a matchbox would hold his clothes since he has a long way to go but no matches on him. This man is an old, poor boy who is far away from his home, and he feels like everything he does is wrong. He seems to be in a sad state and is probably pondering about his current situation and whether he can make it through.


The chorus is repetitive in nature and emphasizes his predicament. He is wondering if a tiny matchbox can hold all his clothes as he hopes to find a way forward from where he is. The second stanza continues to emphasize his sorrowful situation as he describes himself as an old, poor boy who is a terrible failure. However, in the last stanza, he asks to be let in by someone, probably the woman he is addressing, and, in turn, becomes her little dog until the big dog, possibly her lover, comes along. He promises to show the big dog what he has done for the woman, probably hoping that this gesture will lead to a favorable outcome for him.


Line by Line Meaning

Well, I'm sitting here wondering, would a matchbox hold my clothes?
I'm contemplating whether a small object like a matchbox can store my clothes or not.


Sitting here wondering, would a matchbox hold my clothes?
My thoughts are consumed with the possibilities of whether a matchbox would be sufficient for my clothing needs.


I ain't got no matches, but I got a long way to go.
While I may lack matches, I have a great distance to travel ahead of me.


I'm an old, poor boy and I'm a long way from home
I am an elderly, destitute young man who is far from his place of origin.


I won't ever be happy; everything I do is wrong.
I feel as if I can never attain happiness; regardless of my efforts, I only make mistakes.


Let me be your little dog 'til your big dog come.
Please allow me to serve you as a loyal companion until someone more important comes along.


Let me be your little dog 'til your big dog come.
My request is for you to consider me as insignificant as a little dog until someone more prominent arrives.


When your big dog gets here, show him what this little puppy's done.
When your superior arrives, I hope you will display the tasks I have completed as a small, unimportant creature.


I ain't got no matches, but I got a long way to go.
Even though I don't have any matches, I have a considerable distance to cover.




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