no voice can hope to hum...
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strumAnd rest yourself 'neath the strength of stringsNo voice can hope to hum
Struck by the sounds before the sunI knew the night had goneThe morning breeze like a bugle blewAgainst the drum of dawn
Lay down your weary tune, lay downLay down the song you strumAnd rest yourself 'neath the strength of stringsNo voice can hope to hum
The ocean wild like an organ playedThe seaweed wove its strandsThe crashing waves like cymbals clashedAgainst the rocks and the sand
Lay down your weary tune, lay downLay down the song you strumAnd rest yourself 'neath the strength of stringsNo voice can hope to hum
I stood unwound beneath the skiesAnd clouds unbound by lawsThe crying rain like a trumpet sangAnd asked for no applause
Lay down your weary tune, lay downLay down the song you strumAnd rest yourself 'neath the strength of stringsNo voice can hope to hum
The last of leaves fell from the treesAnd clung to a new love's breastThe branches bare like a banjo moanTo the winds that listen the best
I gazed down in the river's mirrorAnd watched its winding strumThe water smooth ran like a hymnAnd like a harp did hum
Lay down your weary tune, lay downLay down the song you strumAnd rest yourself 'neath the strength of stringsNo voice can hope to hum
love playing this solo
wonderful sonorities when you slow it down and let the words breathe.
bob dylan at his rimbaudian finest casting spells with rhymes that have no meaning but say it all! byrds do it in A and not all the verses + a nifty little bonus turnaround.
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