THE LANDSCAPE (folk music - a prevailing genre of art - In Chronicles Dylan wrote, "These three, the Yeats, Browning and Shelley of the New World, were gigantic figures, had defined the landscape of twentieth-century America" also McDougal Street in Greenwich Village - landscape as an expanse of scenery that can be seen in a single view) IS GLOWIN' (is generating enthusiasm) GLEAMIN' (appearing briefly) IN THE GOLDEN LIGHT OF DAY (as the ultimate goal of writers and musicians: Chronicles: "Tohim, folk music glittered like a mound of gold. It did for me, too") I AIN'T HOLDIN' NOTHIN' BACK NOW (hold back has two lesser-used meanings - impede the progress of - as Dylan was not impeding the progress of Blacks to get their civil rights - but then "holding back" also means "restraining yourself" and could be sarcastic and refer to when Dylan told off the Communists during the Tom Paine Award Dinner that was sponsored by a CPUSA front) I AIN'T STANDIN' IN ANYBODY'S WAY (way as the means by which anything is reached, or anything is accomplished; scheme; device; plan. Sarcastic - Dylan was even willing to fight the Communist Party back then and tried to stand in their way when they attempted to co-opt the youth folk movement)

WELL, I DID (I performed) ALL I KNOW (all the songs I know including Talkin John Birch Society Blues) JUST TO KEEP YOU OFF MY MIND (to fool you into thinking I was one of you, to make sure you did not know my real thoughts) WELL, I PAID AND I PAID (I wrote song after song) AND MY SUFFERIN' HEART IS ALWAYS ON THE LINE (and my topical protest songs followed the Party line despite my deep seated objections to most of its doctrines).

Well, I get up in the dawn and I go down and lay in the shade  
I ain't nobody's house boy, 
I ain't nobody's well trained maid 
I'm flat out spent, this woman been drivin' me to tears 
I'm flat out spent, this woman she been drivin' me to tears 
This woman so crazy, I swear I ain't gonna touch another one for years 

WELL, I GET UP IN THE DAWN (something dawns upon Bob Dylan) AND I GO DOWN AND LAY IN (lay in - to store for future use) THE SHADE (shade a subtle difference in meaning or opinion or attitude in this case in regard to Marxism) I AIN'T NOBODY'S HOUSE BOY (WWII origin - a native boy who helped a soldier perform basic responsibilities - Dylan is not a "comsymp" helping the Kremlin achieve its evil totalitarian goals) I AIN'T NOBODY'S WELL TRAINED MAID (Dylan is not a card-carrying obidient communist like the commie bitch Joan Baez who had been taught to sing by a voice trainer and sung in a WELL-TRAINED three octave soprano voice. Dylan described Joan in Tarantula, "crippled mermaid singing & listen that's her singing now & she meows too ... on sweet mermaid she sings of ideals, different formulas & wild cookbooks / dark Scary" Like Dylan hates EVERYONE even poor Joan Baez!)

I'M FLAT (folk music: lowered in pitch by one chromatic semitone; "B flat") OUT SPENT (washed out - drained of effectiveness) THIS WOMAN BEEN DRIVIN' ME TO TEARS (having to play folk music rather than rock and roll was causing Dylan grief) THIS WOMAN SO CRAZY (folk music was so foolish, totally unsound) I SWEAR I AIN'T GONNA TOUCH ANOTHER ONE FOR YEARS (I am never gonna strike a responsive chord in a folk music fan again).

Well, the warm weather's comin' and the buds are on the vine 
Ain't nothing so depressing as trying to satisfy this woman of mine 
Well, I got up this mornin', see the rising sun return 
Sooner or later, you too shall burn 

WELL, THE WARM WEATHER'S COMIN' (a warmer atmosphere for the young Bob Dylan is arriving) AND THE BUDS (the beginnings of popularity, also opium buds) ARE ON THE VINE (are beginning to appear, word is being passed along the grapevine) AIN'T NOTHING SO DEPRESSING AS TRYING TO SATISFY THIS WOMAN OF MINE (but Dylan is demoralized still having to please the folk crowd - also Dylan is beginning to have to feed his dope habit)

I GOT UP THIS MORNIN' (Dylan became suddenly aware of what assholes his folkfans really were, how they could not fathom his new sound) SAW THE RISING SUN RETURN (saw these little "Japanese fascists" disrupt his concerts, saw the fans of songs such as The House of the Rising Sun return to his folk rock concerts) SOONER OR LATER (SOONER OR LATER ONE OF US MUST KNOW is a poem written to Dylan's former folk fans circa 1966 - "When you whispered in my ear [booed me] and asked me if I was leaving with you [folk] or her [rock] I didn't realize just what I did hear / I didn't realize how young you were") YOU TOO SHALL BURN (Dylan was burning with anger about this and hopes his folk fans all to go to hell)

THE NIGHT'S FILLED WITH SHADOWS (Dylan's performances are dominated by a weakened person or thing which has wasted away to almost nothing - Dylan was a shadow of his former self. Also Dylan performances were split between folk and rock) THE YEARS ARE FILLED WITH EARLY DOOM (his past association with folk music makes it more difficult to make it in the pop music world. Also if he doesn't make it in the pop world he is going to be forgotten) I'VE BEEN CONJURING UP ALL THESE LONG DEAD SOULS FROM THEIR CRUMBLIN' TOMBS (he has been singing the same Dust Bowl, Depression, Model T Era songs for far too long now. He first presented this idea in the liner notes to The Times They Are A-Changin: "strength now shines through my window / regainin' me an' rousin' me / day by day / from the weariness / of walkin' with ghosts / that rose an' had risen / from the ruins an' remains / of the model T past [the Depression] / even though I clutched t' its sheet [music] / I was still refused / an' left confused / for there was nobody there / t' let me in"

LET'S FORGIVE EACH OTHER DARLIN' (sarcastic - let us make up, I forgive you for calling me dirty names like Judas) LET'S GO DOWN TO THE GREENWOOD GLEN (sarcastic - Greenwood Cemetery Brooklyn, NY where there is a gravestone for Woodrow "Woody" Guthrie although his ashes were scattered in the sea off Coney Island in 1967 - lets get back to our roots in dead artists - this seems to disrespect Guthrie) LET'S PUT OUR HEADS TOGETHER NOW (lets get things right - let's reassemble our thoughts) LET'S PUT ALL OLD MATTERS TO AN END (lets entirely stop singing these old songs about events that are in the past, rather than "let's make up and be friends")

Ah, I rolled and I tumbled and I cried the whole night long 
I woke up this morning, I think I must be traveling wrong