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Songs of Experience: A Bob Dylan Podcast

Henry Bernstein
Songs of Experience: A Bob Dylan Podcast
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  • Songs of Experience: A Bob Dylan Podcast

    25. Mississippi with Laura Tenschert (Definitely Dylan)

    15/04/2026 | 1h 22 mins.
    Welcome to Songs of Experience: A Bob Dylan Podcast, where we explore the man and the music one song at a time.
    Henry finally welcomes the iconic Queen of Bob Dylan Podcasting, Laura Tenschert aka "Definitely Dylan!" In this episode Laura brings our first "Love & Theft" song to the podcast with, "Mississippi" for a lively and fun discussion!

    Mississippi
    Written by: Bob Dylan

    Every step of the way we walk the line

    Your days are numbered, so are mine

    Time is pilin’ up, we struggle and we scrape

    We’re all boxed in, nowhere to escape

    City’s just a jungle, more games to play

    Trapped in the heart of it, trying to get away

    I was raised in the country, I been workin’ in the town

    I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down

    Got nothing for you, I had nothing before

    Don’t even have anything for myself anymore

    Sky full of fire, pain pourin’ down

    Nothing you can sell me, I’ll see you around

    All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime

    Could never do you justice in reason or rhyme

    Only one thing I did wrong

    Stayed in Mississippi a day too long

    Well, the devil’s in the alley, mule’s in the stall

    Say anything you wanna, I have heard it all

    I was thinkin’ about the things that Rosie said

    I was dreaming I was sleeping in Rosie’s bed

    Walking through the leaves, falling from the trees

    Feeling like a stranger nobody sees

    So many things that we never will undo

    I know you’re sorry, I’m sorry too

    Some people will offer you their hand and some won’t

    Last night I knew you, tonight I don’t

    I need somethin’ strong to distract my mind

    I’m gonna look at you ‘til my eyes go blind

    Well I got here following the southern star

    I crossed that river just to be where you are

    Only one thing I did wrong

    Stayed in Mississippi a day too long

    Well my ship’s been split to splinters and it’s sinking fast

    I’m drownin’ in the poison, got no future, got no past

    But my heart is not weary, it’s light and it’s free

    I’ve got nothin’ but affection for all those who’ve sailed with me

    Everybody movin’ if they ain’t already there

    Everybody got to move somewhere

    Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow

    Things should start to get interesting right about now

    My clothes are wet, tight on my skin

    Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in

    I know that fortune is waitin’ to be kind

    So give me your hand and say you’ll be mine

    Well, the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay

    You can always come back, but you can’t come back all the way

    Only one thing I did wrong

    Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
    Copyright © 1996 by Special Rider Music

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    Christopher Vanni. For $10, in addition to the shout-out I'll send you a
    surprise piece of Bob Dylan merch! Thank you to Kaitie Cerovec who is
    already enjoying her merch! I have a merch shop! Check out all sorts of
    fun Bob Dylan (and more) items! Thank you to Mark Godfrey, Linda
    Maultsby and Peter White over on Substack.

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  • Songs of Experience: A Bob Dylan Podcast

    24. Cold Irons Bound with Michael Glover Smith

    15/03/2026 | 1h 28 mins.
    Welcome to Songs of Experience: A Bob Dylan Podcast, where we explore the man and the music one song at a time. 

    In this episode, Chicago Filmmaker and author, Michael Glover Smith returns to discuss 1997's Grammy award winning, Cold Irons Bound and its placement in 2003's Masked & Anonymous. Michael also talks about his book, "Bob Dylan As Filmmaker: No Time To Think. 

    Check out www.michaelgloversmith.com

    Listen to the song and follow along with the lyrics: 

    Cold Irons Bound

    Written by: Bob Dylan

    I’m beginning to hear voices and there’s no one around

    Well, I’m all used up and the fields have turned brown

    I went to church on Sunday and she passed by

    My love for her is taking such a long time to die

    I’m waist deep, waist deep in the mist

    It’s almost like, almost like I don’t exist

    I’m twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound

    The walls of pride are high and wide

    Can’t see over to the other side

    It’s such a sad thing to see beauty decay

    It’s sadder still to feel your heart torn away

    One look at you and I’m out of control

    Like the universe has swallowed me whole

    I’m twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound

    There’s too many people, too many to recall

    I thought some of ’m were friends of mine, I was wrong about ’m all

    Well, the road is rocky and the hillside’s mud

    Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood

    I found my world, found my world in you

    But your love just hasn’t proved true

    I’m twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound

    Twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound

    Oh, the winds in Chicago have torn me to shreds

    Reality has always had too many heads

    Some things last longer than you think they will

    There are some kind of things you can never kill

    It’s you and you only I been thinking about

    But you can’t see in and it’s hard lookin’ out

    I’m twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound

    Well the fat’s in the fire and the water’s in the tank

    The whiskey’s in the jar and the money’s in the bank

    I tried to love and protect you because I cared

    I’m gonna remember forever the joy that we shared

    Looking at you and I’m on my bended knee

    You have no idea what you do to me

    I’m twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound

    Twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound

     

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  • Songs of Experience: A Bob Dylan Podcast

    23. Lily, Rosemary & The Jack Of Hearts with Amy Maude Helfer (Mezzo Soprano)

    15/02/2026 | 53 mins.
    Henry welcomes professional opera singer and cantor, Mezzo Soprano, Amy Maude Helfer, to talk about 1975's Blood On The Tracks song, Lily Rosemary & The Jack Of Hearts.
    Listen to the song and follow along with the lyrics:
    https://www.bobdylan.com/songs/lily-rosemary-and-jack-hearts/
    Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts
    Written by: Bob Dylan
    The festival was over, the boys were all plannin’ for a fall
    The cabaret was quiet except for the drillin’ in the wall
    The curfew had been lifted and the gamblin’ wheel shut down
    Anyone with any sense had already left town
    He was standin’ in the doorway lookin’ like the Jack of Hearts

    He moved across the mirrored room, “Set it up for everyone,” he said
    Then everyone commenced to do what they were doin’ before he turned their heads
    Then he walked up to a stranger and he asked him with a grin
    “Could you kindly tell me, friend, what time the show begins?”
    Then he moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts

    Backstage the girls were playin’ five-card stud by the stairs
    Lily had two queens, she was hopin’ for a third to match her pair
    Outside the streets were fillin’ up, the window was open wide
    A gentle breeze was blowin’, you could feel it from inside
    Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts

    Big Jim was no one’s fool, he owned the town’s only diamond mine
    He made his usual entrance lookin’ so dandy and so fine
    With his bodyguards and silver cane and every hair in place
    He took whatever he wanted to and he laid it all to waste
    But his bodyguards and silver cane were no match for the Jack of Hearts

    Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town
    She slipped in through the side door lookin’ like a queen without a crown
    She fluttered her false eyelashes and whispered in his ear
    “Sorry, darlin’, that I’m late,” but he didn’t seem to hear
    He was starin’ into space over at the Jack of Hearts

    “I know I’ve seen that face before,” Big Jim was thinkin’ to himself
    “Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody’s shelf”
    But then the crowd began to stamp their feet and the houselights did dim
    And in the darkness of the room there was only Jim and him
    Starin’ at the butterfly who just drew the Jack of Hearts

    Lily was a princess, she was fair-skinned and precious as a child
    She did whatever she had to do, she had that certain flash every time she smiled
    She’d come away from a broken home, had lots of strange affairs
    With men in every walk of life which took her everywhere
    But she’d never met anyone quite like the Jack of Hearts

    The hangin’ judge came in unnoticed and was being wined and dined
    The drillin’ in the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind
    It was known all around that Lily had Jim’s ring
    And nothing would ever come between Lily and the king
    No, nothin’ ever would except maybe the Jack of Hearts

    Rosemary started drinkin’ hard and seein’ her reflection in the knife
    She was tired of the attention, tired of playin’ the role of Big Jim’s wife
    She had done a lot of bad things, even once tried suicide
    Was lookin’ to do just one good deed before she died
    She was gazin’ to the future, riding on the Jack of Hearts

    Lily washed her face, took her dress off and buried it away
    “Has your luck run out?” she laughed at him, “Well, I guess you must
        have known it would someday
    Be careful not to touch the wall, there’s a brand-new coat of paint
    I’m glad to see you’re still alive, you’re lookin’ like a saint”
    Down the hallway footsteps were comin’ for the Jack of Hearts

    The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
    “There’s something funny going on,” he said, “I can just feel it in the air”
    He went to get the hangin’ judge, but the hangin’ judge was drunk
    As the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk
    There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts

    Lily’s arms were locked around the man that she dearly loved to touch
    She forgot all about the man she couldn’t stand who hounded her so much
    “I’ve missed you so,” she said to him, and he felt she was sincere
    But just beyond the door he felt jealousy and fear
    Just another night in the life of the Jack of Hearts

    No one knew the circumstance but they say that it happened pretty quick
    The door to the dressing room burst open and a cold revolver clicked
    And Big Jim was standin’ there, ya couldn’t say surprised
    Rosemary right beside him, steady in her eyes
    She was with Big Jim but she was leanin’ to the Jack of Hearts

    Two doors down the boys finally made it through the wall
    And cleaned out the bank safe, it’s said that they got off with quite a haul
    In the darkness by the riverbed they waited on the ground
    For one more member who had business back in town
    But they couldn’t go no further without the Jack of Hearts

    The next day was hangin’ day, the sky was overcast and black
    Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife in the back
    And Rosemary on the gallows, she didn’t even blink
    The hangin’ judge was sober, he hadn’t had a drink
    The only person on the scene missin’ was the Jack of Hearts

    The cabaret was empty now, a sign said, “Closed for repair”
    Lily had already taken all of the dye out of her hair
    She was thinkin’ ’bout her father, who she very rarely saw
    Thinkin’ ’bout Rosemary and thinkin’ about the law
    But most of all she was thinkin’ ’bout the Jack of Hearts
    Copyright © 1974 by Ram's Horn Music; renewed 2002 by Ram’s Horn Music

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  • Songs of Experience: A Bob Dylan Podcast

    22. Tryin' To Get To Heaven with Steven Rings (What Did You Hear?)

    15/01/2026 | 1h 10 mins.
    In this episode, Henry joins Steven Rings, author of "What Did You Hear? The Music Of Bob Dylan," in his home studio to break down the music in the Time Out Of Mind masterpiece, "Tryin' To Get To Heaven."
    Listen to the album version, and when you hear us start talking about the "2000 version" found on both Fragments and Tell Tale Signs, listen here.
    Tryin' To Get To Heaven 
    Written By Bob Dylan:
    The air is getting hotter
    There’s a rumbling in the skies
    I’ve been wading through the high muddy water
    With the heat rising in my eyes
    Every day your memory grows dimmer
    It doesn’t haunt me like it did before
    I’ve been walking through the middle of nowhere
    Trying to get to heaven before they close the door

    When I was in Missouri
    They would not let me be
    I had to leave there in a hurry
    I only saw what they let me see
    You broke a heart that loved you
    Now you can seal up the book and not write anymore
    I’ve been walking that lonesome valley
    Trying to get to heaven before they close the door

    People on the platforms
    Waiting for the trains
    I can hear their hearts a-beatin’
    Like pendulums swinging on chains
    I tried to give you everything
    That your heart was longing for
    I’m just going down the road feeling bad
    Trying to get to heaven before they close the door

    I’m going down the river
    Down to New Orleans
    They tell me everything is gonna be all right
    But I don’t know what “all right” even means
    I was riding in a buggy with Miss Mary-Jane
    Miss Mary-Jane got a house in Baltimore
    I been all around the world, boys
    Now I’m trying to get to heaven before they close the door

    Gonna sleep down in the parlor
    And relive my dreams
    I’ll close my eyes and I wonder
    If everything is as hollow as it seems
    When you think that you’ve lost everything
    You find out you can always lose a little more
    I been to Sugar Town, I shook the sugar down
    Now I’m trying to get to heaven before they close the door
    Copyright © 1997 by Special Rider Music

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    If you would like to support hosting my podcasts, please check out my Patreon where for $5 I will give you a shout out on the podcast of your choice. Thank you to, Rob Kelly, Roberta Rakove, Matt Simonson, and Christopher Vanni. For $10, in addition to the shout-out I'll send you a surprise piece of Bob Dylan merch! Thank you to Kaitie Cerovec who is already enjoying her merch! I have a merch shop! Check out all sorts of fun Bob Dylan (and more) items! Thank you to Mark Godfrey, Linda Maultsby and Peter White over on Substack.
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  • Songs of Experience: A Bob Dylan Podcast

    21. Live In Dublin with Erin Callahan & Michael Glover Smith!

    15/12/2025 | 1h
    Henry ends 2025, reflecting on his trip to Dublin, Ireland to see Bob Dylan along with 2 All-Star guests, Erin Callahan and Michael Glover Smith.

    Follow @songsofbob, @henrybernstein.bsky.social
    If you would like to support hosting my podcasts, please check out my Patreon where for $5 I will give you a shout out on the podcast of your choice. Thank you to, Rob Kelly, Roberta Rakove, Matt Simonson, and Christopher Vanni. For $10, in addition to the shout-out I'll send you a surprise piece of Bob Dylan merch! Thank you to Kaitie Cerovec who is already enjoying her merch! I have a merch shop! Check out all sorts of fun Bob Dylan (and more) items! Thank you to Mark Godfrey, Linda Maultsby and Peter White over on Substack.
    Email us at [email protected]
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