Lyrics Foot of Pride (Infidels Outtake) - Bob Dylan
They say, "The wife got the husband drunk"
But I don't know I wasn't there, I was visiting a friend in jail
They sang "Danny Boy" at the funeral, and the Lord's Prayer
Preacher talking 'bout Christ betrayal
It's like the Earth just opened and swallowed him up
That he reached too high, tumbled back to the ground
You know what they say about being nice to the right people on the way up
Sooner or later, you gonna meet them coming down
Well, there ain't no goin' back
Ain't no goin' back
When the foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back
He had a brother named Paul
You can find him at the Café Royale
Where Miss Trixie plays and the reviews are mixed
He's on the borderline, says, "Revenge is mine"
When he drinks, and drinks can be fixed
Sing me one more song about whiskey heaven
And your old cold-blooded love affair with Errol Flynn
In these times of compassion where conformity's in fashion
Say one more stupid thing to me before the final nail is driven in
And the foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back
You know the slave trades bloom
At the motor stampal room
Where a tired businessman named Red
Infects everyone he touched
He give money to the church
Foundations for research
He's not somebody you can play around with much
There's Miss Rosetta Black
If you're on the deep side of the track
She's rough to look at, but she's straight
She'll feed you coconut bread
Spiced buns in bed, and forget everything you said
You won't have to worry 'bout sleepin' with your face in the plate
Well, it doesn't come back, too late back
When the foot of pride come down
There ain't no goin' back
You gonna arrange to see a man tonight
Who'll tell you some secret things
You think may open some doors
How to enter in the bloody gates of Paradise? No
How to go crazy from a carrying a burden
It's never meant to be yours
Some of them thieves
Some sucker be doing the bumps and the grind
A whore will pass the hat
Collect a hundred grand and say thanks
They like to take all his money from sin
Build big prisons to do experiments in
Sing Amazing Grace all the way to the Swiss banks
Yeah, there ain't no goin' back
Ain't no goin' back
When that foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back
They got some serious people in the visible world
They can ring your bell
And show you how to hold your tongue
They don't come to parliament
They kill babies in the crib
And say, only the good die young
They don't believe in mercy
Judgment on them is something you'll never see
Turn you into the Devil's daughter
Or lead you straight into the valley of slaughter
And you'll still be thinking
That you're the same person you used to be
Yeah, but there ain't no goin' back
When that foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back
Yes, I loved him too
I can still see him in my mind
Climbin' up that hill
Hope he made it to the top
But he probably didn't and had to stop
Anyway, it don't matter and it never will
Ain't nothin' left here, partner
Just the dust of spoofs that have left their mark in space
From now on, this'll be where you're from
Let the dead bury the dead, your time will come
Feel that hot iron blowin' as you raise the shade
But there ain't no goin' back
Ain't no goin' back
When that foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back
Ain't no goin' back
Album
Springtime in New York: The Bootleg Series, Vol. 16 / 1980-1985 (Deluxe Edition)
date of release
17-09-2021
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