Roger, along with the other Byrds members, was honored with an induction into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame in 1991.
Mr. Tambourine Man
Roger McGuinn Lyrics
Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴ Line by Line Meaning ↴
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Though I know that evenings empire has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship
My senses have been stripped
May hands can't feel to grip
My toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wandering
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun
It's not aimed at anyone
It's just escaping on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facing
And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time
It's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind
It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time
Far past the frozen leaves
The haunted frightened trees
Out to the windy bench
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
With one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea
Circled by the circus sands
With all memory of fate
Driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
The song "Mr. Tambourine Man" is a dreamy, poetic composition expressing the desire to escape everyday reality and enter a more magical and imaginative world. The singer addresses the "Mr. Tambourine Man", a traveling musician, asking him to play a song to take him away from the mundane. The lyrics create an otherworldly, almost hallucinogenic atmosphere and reflect the hippie culture of the 60s, with references to magic, the circus sands, and escaping through smoke rings. The song also contains themes of loneliness and weariness, with the singer feeling lost and aimless without a purpose or destination. In essence, "Mr. Tambourine Man" is a timeless anthem for dreamers and wanderers everywhere.
Line by Line Meaning
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
Asking the tambourine man to perform for him
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
He is not tired and has no particular destination to reach
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
He will follow the tambourine man wherever he goes in the morning
Though I know that evenings empire has returned into sand
Evenings, which once held such promise, have crumbled away
Vanished from my hand
His past has disappeared
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping
He is confused and lost but still cannot sleep
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
He is exhausted and cannot believe how much it is affecting him
I have no one to meet
He is alone and has no one to talk to
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
The streets are empty and there is nothing to dream about
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship
He wants to go on an adventure with the tambourine man
My senses have been stripped
His senses have been dulled
May hands can't feel to grip
His hands cannot feel anything to hold onto
My toes too numb to step
His toes are numb and he cannot move
Wait only for my boot heels to be wandering
He wants to explore and wander around
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
He is ready to go anywhere and disappear
Into my own parade
He wants to live life on his own terms
Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it
He wants the tambourine man to enchant him with his music
Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun
He acknowledges that his mind might be delusional
It's not aimed at anyone
His behavior is not directed at anyone in particular
It's just escaping on the run
His mind is escaping and running wild
And but for the sky there are no fences facing
There are no obstacles and his mind is free to roam
And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme
He acknowledges that his thoughts might be scattered and unclear
To your tambourine in time
He wants the music to help him find a rhythm and structure
It's just a ragged clown behind
His mind is playing tricks on him
I wouldn't pay it any mind
He advises himself to ignore it
It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing
He is chasing after an imaginary figure
Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
He wants to escape reality and the smoke represents the fog of his thoughts
Down the foggy ruins of time
He wants to go down a path that is obscured by time
Far past the frozen leaves
He wants to go beyond the boundaries of what is familiar
The haunted frightened trees
The trees are personified as being frightened and haunted
Out to the windy bench
He wants to go to an open and windy place
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
He wants to escape his pain and anguish
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
He wants to dance under a beautiful and bright sky
With one hand waving free
He will be unburdened and free
Silhouetted by the sea
He wants to be framed by the ocean
Circled by the circus sands
He is surrounded by a surreal environment
With all memory of fate
He wants to forget about destiny and fate
Driven deep beneath the waves
He wants to forget all of his troubles and worries
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
He wants to forget about his problems for a little while
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Bob Dylan
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Samuel Johnstone
I'm 77 now and this and Turn Turn still thrills me to this day every time I hear it, God that Rickenbacker Jangle.
จันทร์พรส์ สุธาสินี
BEAUTIFUL ...I love this🎼🕺💖
stevie todd
Pure class
Kevin Rowan
he needs this band to go on tour
Tonyroll
Awesomeness
Brian Farman
The master delivering
JR
Oh so beautiful.
Edda Pust
👍❤️
Andrea Pecoraro
Great
scotchie42
I wonder how many times ole Roger has sung this song?