By Aaron Gailbraith and Tony Attwood
Last year, we were fascinated when a lyric sheet for “Listen, Robert Moses,” credited to Bob Dylan, popped up on the internet.
And yes it seems “Listen Robert Moses” is another Bob Dylan song – in this case it seems it was originally sung to the tune of Listen Mr Bilbo.
Robert Moses was an impresario who resisted the changes that were happening in America during the early days of Dylan’s career, and many websites contain suggestions that there was a certain racism behind his bookings policy, as well as a dislike of modern trends in music, with him famously refusing to book The Beatles.
In an article in gothamist.com there is confirmation that Dylan may have written these lyrics in protest against his activities. They admit The New York Public Library has no record of any recording of the song but it’s entirely possible Dylan wrote the lyrics and never actually sang it—he was writing a hell of a lot of songs during that time period, many of which were getting sent around to other songwriters.
But the website Mental Floss suggests that Bob wrote the song with activist Jane Jacobs, so it is a possibility and that is good enough for us to say, if you fancy writing some music to this piece, we will count it as a possible Dylan song, and add it to our files.
This is Tony’s transcription of the lyrics. Tony is however notoriously inaccurate so we’ve also included a copy of the original beneath the transcription, in case you fancy working from that instead.
Either way, if you make a recording just send it to Tony@schools.co.uk with a note saying saying who you are and how you want your name written when we publish your music and these lyrics of Dylan (probably).
Listen Robert Moses, listen if you can, It's all about our neighbourhood that you're trying to condemn We aren't going to sit back and see our homes torn down So take your superhighway and keep it out of town. We won't be moved Buddy we won't be moved We're fighting for our rights and we won't be moved We're fighting for our rights from our heads to our shoes We're fighting for our homes and we aren't going to lose For twenty long years there's been a shadow hanging round That anyday the bulldozers will throw our houses down We're going to lift the shadow once and all for good We don't want a superhighway we want a neighbourhood Some of us are young and some of us are old But none of us like to be thrown out in the cold Are we squatters in the city that we are living in? Will we stand up for our rights or be scattering the wind? Up and down Mulberry, Delancy Street and Spring Chrystie and Canal Streets, you hear our voices ring From Elizabeth to Thompson, to Varrick Street and Broome We're trying to save our streets from that superhighway doom Too many other people have been driven from their doors To make room for some highway or else some fancy stores They've been forced to leave their homes and all their roots behind And dwell in housing projects, the reservation kind It's time to make a stand, it's time to try and save This ere neighbourhood of 'curs for it lands down in the grave So hold up your banners and raise tem to the wind We'll stand here and fight, and fight until we win.