Bob Dylan - One Too Many Mornings (Live 1998)

Down the street the dogs are barkin'
And the day is a-gettin' dark.
As the night comes in a-fallin',
The dogs 'll lose their bark.
An' the silent night will shatter
From the sounds inside my mind,
For I'm one too many mornings
And a thousand miles behind.
From the crossroads of my doorstep,
My eyes they start to fade,
As I turn my head back to the room
Where my love and I have laid.
An' I gaze back to the street,
The sidewalk and the sign,
And I'm one too many mornings
An' a thousand miles behind.
It's a restless hungry feeling
That don't mean no one no good,
When ev'rything I'm a-sayin'
You can say it just as good.
You're right from your side,
I'm right from mine.
We're both just too many mornings
An' a thousand miles behind.

[@jobejeffers9177]

Love the Man, Love the Song, Love the Performance!!!!!!

[@a.k.550]

Bob and his music are one of those rare things in life that are almost too beautiful to comprehend

[@carstenen]

Sounds like Bob were playing in my room! Thank you buddy

[@marieholland8868]

❤ this song! Beautifully written and performed by the One and Only. Photo suits it perfectly too 💯👏😍

[@dylang.1822]

Immenso Bob, inimitabile

[@rogerfarrell7312]

3 Grammy and a Nobel prize for lititure! No more to say.

[@nissi.k]

A beautiful performance of this! Thank you!🙌

[@joaogeraldooliveira3611]

Quando eu ouço Bob Dylan, parece que passo a ser outra pessoa.

[@frankparis151]

He certainly knows how to touch a soul.

[@nancyromero7965]

No time to argue. Neither of us will really know until after that final day....

[@AraDuzian]

Thanks !

[@patriciathewisher2315]

This song version is perfect and pure too btw.

[@slyeung6562]

Beautiful ! Thanks so much.

[@patriciathewisher2315]

I’m out in 3 minutes to find the first meal I’ve had in days and days. No more grief today ppl. My dad was in Antrim hospital morgue this time 4 months ago. He came home next day. I couldn’t bear him leaving his home finally two days later. He loved his home, his town, and most of all his kids and his Annie. It’s all gone now nearly. But he had a fuckin good life. He had fun. He loved and was so loved. Little more one could ask for.

[@paulkarafillis8166]

Thanks ❤

[@aliasdyln33]

Great! Now just give us folks a live 1988 version, with G.E. Smith in tow . . . and all will be Solid Gold!

[@bobbihigh1299]

Yes too many mornings, but hey I'm still here.

[@mikeoglen6848]

at least you're not a thousand miles behind...

[@vid8w7]

Wow. Just came across this. Thanks for posting it!

[@joaogeraldooliveira3611]

Bob Dylan, eu acho que você é o culpado por eu estar vivo até hoje. Obrigado, God bless you.

[@jhake67]

i wonder if bob dylan still remembers all his songs!?

[@karmenjazbec7743]

IT WILL BE A NEW MORNING FOR YOU AND ME BOB HONEY

[@maggiebryan2355]

❤❤❤

[@blackcrow7049]

It sounds better than studio version , great ... Dylan is more Dylan with a good sound quality .

[@patriciathewisher2315]

I’m going offline to give my head a holiday as my Mum so often humorously said.

[@HuckleberryAlexander]

This is surely one way to deconstruct yet another great song from those days. I mean, what a jam after just those two verses. Not unlike fourteen minutes into a Dead jam, let's say.. Then it all slows down, and gets quite seriously personal. For me personally..

[@paularamon4139]

, ❤❤❤❤

[@joaogeraldooliveira3611]

Bob Dylan, tu és phodido demais, cara!!!

[@patriciathewisher2315]

Found today that I wrote a few nights ago that I wanted to go to bed with a song. I didn’t unfortunately write which one. Pity that. It obviously was a Dylan one.

[@sanderson9515]

Feel the pain?

[@patriciathewisher2315]

U see the funny thing is I currently have nothing. No money some debt no work n blocked from getting any no home or one that's about to be sold, no kids but not the headache heartache of that but also none of the joy, no idea what to do next. But what I do have is my failing body and my sharp mind and my freedom. I can go anywhere. I don't need a husband. I don't need kids. am too old now anyhow. And most of all I won't have anyone anyone clipping my wings.

[@nancyromero7965]

Mantra...

[@patriciathewisher2315]

Really difficult to respond sometimes if you’re in shops, talking to waitresses, random strangers, out in the sunshine, have practical shite to sort to keep your life moving, etc. stuff u may not get, with never any fuckin real help, cept from what you can dredge from yourself.

[@patriciathewisher2315]

And if Ur not u can count me out

[@patriciathewisher2315]

Go read the full version of the ballad of reading gaol and then Othello and then wonder how different Oscar's life would have been had he married the woman he loved in Dublin whom Bram Stoker got to first.

[@JK-ks3xq]

patricia....God deals everyone a hand. It's called "life"! It's up to you how you play it.......

[@patriciathewisher2315]

I’m so tired. I’ll not explain myself anymore. Any trouble anyone has with me, look into your own heart. Not mine. Mine is pure.

[@patriciathewisher2315]

R u able to put someone before yourself? Am not so sure u r.

[@patriciathewisher2315]

Am so upset can barely eat and am yet again alone in a restaurant. Don't imagine u get this. As so strung out on your own feelings. But that's not love, is it?

[@patriciathewisher2315]

If ppl can’t understand who I am. how in spite of all the tangents and daft things I say, and understand how I need to do this to protect myself from even greater evil, I’m done here.

[@patriciathewisher2315]

Most women too for that matter

[@patriciathewisher2315]

Just had an otherwise lovely day derailed by ppl wanting to test me, wanting to accuse me shite I haven’t done and would never do. I’d nearly jump into the nearby sea. But I won’t cos I wanna live what’s left of it.

[@patriciathewisher2315]

And give me a date. Tonight. Stop playing silly games. A date when u can see me. And stick to it. And if u don't on this enormously generous second chance I'm giving u, we're thru. Had it with ppl controlling me. Love is not control