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"Don't Get Around Much Anymore" is a jazz standard written by composer Duke Ellington.[1] The song was originally entitled "Never No Lament" and was first recorded by Duke Ellington and his orchestra on May 4, 1940.[2] "Don't Get Around Much Anymore" quickly became a hit after Bob Russell wrote its lyrics in 1942.[3]

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Two different recordings of "Don't Get Around Much Anymore", one by The Ink Spots and the 1940 instrumental by Ellington's own band,[4] reached No. 1 on the R&B chart in the US in 1943. Both were top-ten pop records, along with a version by Glen Gray. The Duke Ellington version reached No. 8 on the pop chart.[5]

In rap, hip-hop and R&B music, nearly 38% of the tracks mentioned alcohol in some way; 21.8% of country songs and 14.9% of pop hits also explicitly referred to alcohol in their lyrics. Most common were references to tequila, vodka, cognac and champagne in hip-hop, rap and R&B, whereas country and pop music seemed to prefer whiskey and beer. Interestingly, researchers found no references to alcohol in the rock music at the top of the charts.

"4th Time Around" (also listed as "Fourth Time Around")[2] is a song by American singer-songwriter Bob Dylan, which was released as the 12th track on his seventh studio album Blonde on Blonde on June 20, 1966. The song was written by Dylan and produced by Bob Johnston. Commentators often interpret it as a parody of the Beatles' 1965 song "Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown)". John Lennon[a] composed "Norwegian Wood" after being influenced by the introspective lyrics of Dylan. Lennon later reflected on his feelings of paranoia when Dylan first played him "4th Time Around".

Twenty takes of "4th Time Around", most of them incomplete, were recorded at Columbia Studio A, Nashville, on February 14, 1966. The last of these was used for the album. "4th Time Around" has received critical acclaim, despite being identified as one of the lesser tracks on Blonde on Blonde.

At Johnston's suggestion, the location for the sessions was changed to Nashville, Tennessee.[3] After two further concerts,[5] the fifth album session took place at Columbia Studio A, Nashville.[6][5] Johnston organized for experienced session musicians including Charlie McCoy, Wayne Moss, Kenneth Buttrey and Joe South to play with Dylan.[3] They were joined by Robbie Robertson and Al Kooper who had both played at earlier sessions.[3] Twenty takes of "4th Time Around", most of them incomplete, were recorded at the start of the first Nashville session, on February 14, 1966.[5] The twentieth take was used on Blonde on Blonde,[5] with overdubs recorded in June.[7] The album was released on June 20, 1966.[8]

Dylan biographer Robert Shelton wrote that "the guitar figure repeats a rippling, romantic Mexican cadence".[9] He related that Dylan told him that he had always been "hip to" Tejano music and a type of Mexican folk-pop music known as "cangacero", and that these had influenced his songs "It's All Over Now, Baby Blue" and "Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues" as well as "4th Time Around".[9]

Dylan biographer Clinton Heylin speculated that "4th Time Around" was written either hours or days before the Nashville recording session.[10] The song has five verses, each with nine lines.[11] The lyrics appear to address a love triangle, and the narrator's memories of a separation from a former lover.[11] Scholar of English literature Michael Rodgers wrote that "the song is notable for its vitriol and how much the speaker acts the clown".[11] In the first verse, a woman that the narrator has been arguing with says "Everybody must give something back/For something they get".[11] The narrator questions why, and in the second verse, responds immaturely as he relates that he "gallantly handed her/My very last piece of gum".[11] Critic Michael Gray refers to the start of the track as a "cold, mocking put-down of a woman and a relationship untouched by love".[12] He writes that the song contains instances of sexual innuendo that highlight "Dylan's skill in pursuing the suggestive".[12]

Commentators often interpret "4th Time Around" as a response to the Beatles' song "Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown)",[2] written by John Lennon for the 1965 album Rubber Soul.[13][a] "Norwegian Wood" obliquely addresses Lennon's romantic affair with a journalist.[15] Dylan and the Beatles first met each other in August 1964, in New York.[16] They were appreciative of each other's work,[17] and some commentators have identified Dylan, whose lyrics contained "honest self-scrutiny and melancholy" as an influence on Lennon's writing in particular, first evidenced in "I'm a Loser" (1964).[17] Heylin has suggested that Dylan, having noticed his influence on Rubber Soul, wrote "4th Time Around" as "a way of showing that he could raise the bar lyrically on Lennon".[18]

Gray comments that "it says something ... that Dylan was suspected (not least by Lennon) of parodying rather than copying".[12] Heylin regards Dylan's song as "altogether darker, more disturbing".[18] Classics scholar Richard F. Thomas considers that the Beatles track "sounds coy, almost innocent in comparison to the sophistication of Dylan's voice and lyrics".[21] Thomas argued that if indeed "4th Time Around" is addressed to the Beatles, then its closing couplet, "I never asked for your crutch/Now don't ask for mine", is "devastating", and a message to the Beatles to "[s]tay away from what I'm doing".[22] He believes that it rings true to hear that Lennon was "unhappy at what must have seemed like mockery and parody",[21] and that Dylan does in fact "parody the simple rhyme of the Beatles song".[23]

Ralph J. Gleason of the San Francisco Examiner praised the song for "some great, grotesque and funny lines that dip into reality".[24] Scholar Sean Wilentz wrote that "4th Time Around" sounds "like Bob Dylan impersonating John Lennon impersonating Bob Dylan", and is "slight" in comparison to Dylan's "Visions of Johanna'".[3] Shelton described Dylan's voice on the track as that of "a tired, old bluesman" and commented that "The lyric is runaway fantasy, almost incongruous against the soft musical flow".[9] Rodgers finds that the "reprehensible" image presented by the narrator is "heavily distorted by boyish naiveté and Socratic irony and actually works in such a way as to make the whole affair extremely humorous".[11] Although he writes positively about the song, Gray considers it one of the lesser tracks on Blonde on Blonde.[25] Rolling Stone rated the song as 54th in a 2015 ranking of the "100 Greatest Bob Dylan Songs".[26]

You may be Saturday's child, all alone, moving with a tinge of grace.You may be a clown in the burying ground, or just another pretty face.You may meet the fate on Ophelia, sleeping and penchence to dream.Honest to the point of recklessness, self-centered in the extreme.

Dressed myself in green, I went down unto the sea.Try to see what's goin' down, try to read between the lines.I had a feelin' I was fallin', fallin', fallin',I turned around to see,Heard a voice al callin', Lord you was commin' after me.

The flower of Islam, the fruit of AbrahamThe thousand stories have come round to one againArabian night, our gods pursue their flightWhat fatal flowers of darkness bloom from seeds of lightBird of Paradise fly in the white sky

Come on boys and wager, if you have got the mindIf you've got a dollar, boys, lay it on the lineHand me my old guitarPass the whiskey roundWon't you tell everybody you meet that the Candyman's in townv

Going where the wind don't blow so strangeMaybe off on some high cold mountain range (note 1)Lost one round but the price wasn't anythingA knife in the back and more of the same

Ten years the waves rolled the ships home from the seaThinking well how it may blow in all good companyIf I tell another what your own lips told to meLet me lay 'neath the roses and my eyes no longer see

One pane of glass in the windowNo one is complaining, though, come in and shut the doorFaded is the crimson from the ribbons that she woreAnd it's strange how no one comes round any more

Loose Lucy is my delightShe comes running and we ball all nightRound and round and round and roundDon't take much to get me on the groundShe's my yo-yo, I'm her stringListen to the birds on the hot wire sing

Went back home with two black eyesYou know I'll love her till the day I dieRound and round and round and roundDon't take much to get the word aroundI like your smile but I ain't your typeDon't shake the tree when the fruit ain't ripe

Someone called my name you know I turned around to seeIt was midnight in the mission and the bells were not for meCome againWalking along in the mission in the rainCome againWalking along in the mission in the rain

As I was walking round Grosvenor SquareNot a chill to the winter but a nip to the airFrom the other direction she was calling my eye (note 1)It could be an illusion, but I might as well tryMight as well try

Standing on the moon, I see a shadow on the sunStanding on the moon, the stars go fading one by oneI hear a cry of victory, another of defeatA scrap of age-old lullaby down some forgotten street

You're sick of hanging around, you'd like to travelGet tired of travelling you want to settle downI guess they can't revoke your soul for tryingGet out of the door, light out and look all around

Gonna wave to the memoriesI carry in my heart and theNew ones I'll find along my wayTo the new millenniumReeling round the bend likeA dove or some dark-winged bird of prey

I got up and wanderedWandered downtown, nowhere to go but just to hang aroundI've got a girlNamed Bonny Lee, I know that girl's been true to me (note 5)I know she's been, I'm sure she's been true to me 041b061a72


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