Bob Dylan fans... which song of his had these words?

Question

"I'm a poet,
Don't you know it,
Hope I
Don't blow it."

I've got a bet going that he really said these words on one of his old albums, but I can't remember which song. Can you?

Answer 1

I SHALL BE FREE #10

I'm just average, common too
I'm just like him, the same as you
I'm everybody's brother and son
I ain't different from anyone
It ain't no use a-talking to me
It's just the same as talking to you.

I was shadow-boxing earlier in the day
I figured I was ready for Cassius Clay
I said "Fee, fie, fo, fum, Cassius Clay, here I come
26, 27, 28, 29, I'm gonna make your face look just like mine
Five, four, three, two, one, Cassius Clay you'd better run
99, 100, 101, 102, your ma won't even recognize you
14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, gonna knock him clean right out of his spleen."

Well, I don't know, but I've been told
The streets in heaven are lined with gold
I ask you how things could get much worse
If the Russians happen to get up there first.
Wowee! Pretty scary!

Now, I'm liberal, but to a degree
I want ev'rybody to be free
But if you think that I'll let Barry Goldwater
Move in next door and marry my daughter
You must think I'm crazy!
I wouldn't let him do it for all the farms in Cuba.

Well, I set my monkey on the log
And ordered him to do the Dog
He wagged his tail and shook his head
And he went and did the Cat instead
He's a weird monkey, very funky.

I sat with my high-heeled sneakers on
Waiting to play tennis in the noonday sun
I had my white shorts rolled up past my waist
And my wig-hat was falling in my face
But they wouldn't let me on the tennis court.

I gotta woman, she's so mean
She sticks my boots in the washing machine
Sticks me with buckshot when I'm nude
Puts bubblegum in my food
She's funny, wants my money, calls me "honey."

Now I gotta friend who spends his life
Stabbing my picture with a bowie-knife
Dreams of strangling me with a scarf
When my name comes up he pretends to barf.
I've got a million friends!

Now they asked me to read a poem
At the sorority sister's home
I got knocked down and my head was swimmin'
I wound up with the Dean of Women
Yippee! I'm a poet, and I know it.
Hope I don't blow it.

I'm gonna grow my hair down to my feet so strange
So I look like a walking mountain range
And I'm gonna ride into Omaha on a horse
Out to the country club and the golf course.
Carry the New York Times, shoot a few holes, blow their minds.

Now you're probably wondering by now
Just what this song is all about
What's probably got you baffled more
Is what this thing here is for.
It's nothing
It's something I learned over in England.

Answer 2

Bob Dylan was a very different singer I googled him but I'm not really a fan of his music.

Answer 3

This is likely one of the first-rate protest songs ever composed. In 11 brief stanzas, Bob Dylan will get to inform the entire tale of the 1966 body-up of Rubin “Hurricane” Carter, whose truly crime, Bob asserts, used to be being a black guy within the unsuitable situation on the unsuitable time. It used to be published at the Desire Album on five January 1976, simply after Blood at the Tracks. We uncover not one of the abstraction right here as in, say, Blonde on Blonde. The tune unrolls like a cinematic enjoy with the robust refrain reinforcing the important subject: “that is the tale of the Hurricane, a person the specialists got here responsible for some thing that he on no account performed”. Note the planned “performed” for “did”. Bob is championing Rubin’s purpose and desires us respect his viewpoint, to have empathy for him, so he offers the narrative in a vernacular the Hurricane would use himself. The gravity of the injustice is measured by way of the denial of Rubin’s take place fate to emerge as global middleweight boxing champion. Scarlet Rivera’s violin flawlessly compliments the backside sound, pulsing like a heartbeat to Bob’s oration – he recites the verses, instead than sings them. Towards the top of the tune, Bob make superb use of irony. He presents a visible photograph of the incarcerated Rubin along with his bald head, assuming the pose of the Gotama Buddha, the common embodiment of tranquility and forbearance, and contrasts that with the truly perpetrators who're unfastened to revel in all night time cocktail events of their tuxedos and bow ties, identical to historical time gangsters: “Now the entire criminals of their coats and their ties are unfastened to drink martinis and watch the solar upward push, even as Rubin sits like Buddha in a 10-foot mobile, an blameless guy in a dwelling hell”. Bob excels at this narrative tale telling. Song to Woody, Ballad of Hollis Brown, Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll, John Wesley Harding, Billy, and Joey (at the identical album) are examples of this biographical tune writing. Rubin used to be freed in 1985 and in 1999 Academy Award winner, Denzel Washington, performed his man or woman within the film Hurricane, which engendered plenty of sympathy for him. Rubin, now 70 years of age, is a general public speaker making up for misplaced time.

Answer 4

I Shall Be Free No. 10 is the name of the song.

:)

Answer 5

"I'm a lover"