To Ramona

Lyrics: Bob Dylan
Music: Bob Dylan

Jerry Garcia joined Bob Dylan on stage in November 1980 when Dylan sang this

Ramona come closer, shut softly your watery eyes
The pangs of your sadness shall pass as your senses will rise
The flowers of the city though breathlike get deathlike at times
And there’s no use in trying to deal with the dying, though I cannot explain that in lines

Your cracked country lips I still wish to kiss ss to be under the strength of your skin
Your magnetic movements still capture the minutes I’m in
But it grieves my heart, love, to see you tryin’ to be a part of a world that just don’t exist
It’s all just a dream, babe, a vacuum, a scheme, babe, that sucks you into feeling like this

I can see that your head has been twisted and fed by worthless foam from the mouth
I can tell you are torn between staying and returnin on back to the South
You’ve been fooled into thinking that the finishin’ end is at hand
Yet there’s no one to beat you, no one to defeat you, except the thoughts of yourself feeling bad

I’ve heard you say many times that you’re better than no one, and no one is better than you
If you really believe that you know you got nothing to win and nothing to lose
From fixtures and forces and friends your sorrow does stem
That hype you and type you making you feel that you must be exactly like them

I’d forever talk to you but soon my words they would turn into a meaningless ring
For deep in my heart I know there is no help I can bring
Everything passes, everything changes, just do what you think you should do
And someday maybe, who knows, baby, I’ll come and be crying to you