Bob Dylan: Talking World War III Blues | Song-Factsheet


Song «Talking World War III Blues» von Bob Dylan.


Veröffentlichungsdaten: 1963 05 27 (Album)
Label: Columbia CS 8786
Songwriter Bob Dylan
Produktion: John Henry Hammond & Tom Wilson
Genre: Folk - Urbanfolk - American-Folkmusic-Revival


Ein «Talking Blues» im Stil Woody Guthries, der humorvoll den nuklearen Holocaust thematisiert. Der Erzähler träumt vom dritten Weltkrieg und geht damit zum Doktor/Psychiater, der den Inhalt des Traums herunterspielt und sagt, das war nur ein schlechter Traum («a bad dream»). Am Ende des Lieds haben auch andere Menschen diesen «schlechten Traum», selbst der Doktor, und alle träumen, dass sie der letzte nach dem Krieg übrig gebliebene Mensch seien. Es folgt das Zitat eines Wortspiels von Abraham Lincoln über die Beschränktheit des Recht-Habens (in etwas anderer als der überlieferten Form) und der Nachsatz des Erzählers: «ich lass dich in meine Traum, wenn du mich in deinen lässt».
Schweizer Musiker scheinen sehr affin für diesen Song zu sein. Krokodil haben eine Cover-Version aufgenommen und Sophie Hunger spielt mit den Schlusszeilen in «Sophie Hunger Blues».

Personen und Querverweise

Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
John Henry Hammond
Tom Wilson


Some time ago a crazy dream came to me I dreamt, I was walkin' into World War III I went to the doctor the very next day To see what kinda words he could say He said, "It was a bad dream" I wouldn't worry 'bout it none, though They were my own dreams And they're only in my head I said, "Hold it, doc, a World War passed through my brain" He said, "Nurse, get your pad, this boy's insane" He grabbed my arm, I said "Ouch" As I landed on the psychiatric couch He said, "Tell me about it" Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast It was all over by quarter past I was down in the sewer with some little lover When I peeked out from a manhole cover Wonderin' who turned the lights on us Well, I got up and walked around And up and down the lonesome town I stood a-wonderin' which way to go I lit a cigarette on a parkin' meter And walked on down the road, it was a normal day Well, I rung me fallout shelter bell And I leaned my head and I gave a yell "Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man" Shotgun fired and away I ran I don't blame 'em too much though They didn't know me Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand I seen a man, I said, "Howdy friend I guess there's just us two" He screamed a bit and away he flew Thought I was a communist Well, I spied me a girl and before she could leave Say, "Let's go and play Adam and Eve" I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin' When she said, "Hey man, you crazy or sumpin' You see what happened last time they started" Well, I seen a Cadillac window uptown And there was nobody aroun' I got into the driver's seat And I drove down 42nd street, in my Cadillac Good car to drive after a war Well, I remember seein' some ad So I turned on my Conelrad But I didn't pay my Con Ed bill So the radio didn't work so well Turned on my player It was rock-a-day, Johnny singin' "Tell your ma, tell your pa Our loves are gonna grow ooh-wah, ooh-wah" I was feelin' kinda lonesome and blue I needed somebody to talk to So I called up the operator of time Just to hear a voice of some kind "When you hear the beep, it will be three o'clock" She said that for over an hour and I hung it up Well, the doctor interrupted me just about then Sayin', "Hey, I've been havin' the same old dreams But mine was a little different you see I dreamt that the only person left after the war was me I didn't see you around" Well, now time passed and now it seems Everybody's havin' them dreams Everybody sees themselves Walkin' around with no one else Half of the people can be part right all of the time Some of the people can be all right part of the time But all of the people can't be all right all of the time I think Abraham Lincoln said that "I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours" I said that