by Larry Fyffe
A theme expressed in the song lyrics of Bob Dylan, given no one can escape from the certainty of death, at least an individual, or even a group of people, as in the movie ‘The Magnificient Seven’, can escape from a life of slavery.
It’s a theme drawn from songs of old as in the lyrics below:
Oppressed so hard they could not stand Let my people go Go down, Moses Way down in Egypt's land Tell old Pharoah To let my people go (Paul Robeson: Go Down Moses ~ traditional)
The theme which in turn is taken from the Holy Bible:
And afterward Moses and Aaron went in And told the Pharaoh Thus saith the Lord God of Israel "Let my people go That they may hold a feast unto in the wilderness" (Exodus 5:I)
A theme repeated in pre-American Civil War America in a spiritual sung by black slaves who escape to Canada:
No more auction block for me No more, no more No more auction block for me Many thousands gone (No More Auction Block~traditional)
The theme, along with the tune adapted somewhat from the song above, repeated in the Civil Rights era of America; there be the ‘rhyme twist’ ~ ‘me’/’me’; ~’sea’/’free’/’see’:
How many years can a mountain exist Before it is washed to the sea? How many years must some people exist Before they're allowed to be free? And how many times can a man turn his head And pretend that he just doesn't see? (Peter, Paul, and Mary: Blowing In The Wind ~ Bob Dylan)
The claimed ‘murder most foul’ of Christ on the cross is twisted too by some biblical interpreters – Jesus escapes.
Greater love hath no man than this That a man lay down his life for a friend (Book Of St. John 15:13)
Apparently a Libyan takes the place of Jesus, and unbeknownst to Roman guards, does just that – he gives up his life for a friend:
And they compel one Simon a Cyrenian Who passed by, coming out of the country The father of Alexander and Rufus, to bear His cross (Book Of St. Mark 15: 21)
What supposedly happens is that Jesus and the Cyrenian change identities, a conspiracy theory that’s hard to resist by any writer of ‘noir’ tales:
There is nothing you can do or say To make me think I’m wrong Well I’m going off to Libya There’s a guy I gotta see He’s been living there three years now In an oill refinery (Bob Dylan: Got My Mind Made Up)
(Editor’s note, the video below is the only one I can find for this song, but it doesn’t appear to work in all countries – if you can find an alternative please write in below and I’ll add it)
The idea has been floated before – below, Jesus, ‘the drifter’, gets away!:
"Oh, stop that cursed jury" Cried the attendant to the nurse "The trial was bad enough But this is ten times worse" Just then a bolt of lightning Struck the courthouse out of shape And while everybody knelt to pray The drifter did escape (Bob Dylan:The Drifter's Escape)
Indeed, it’s all there in the Holy Bible – Christ is not dead after He’s supposedly crucified; He appears to Mary Magdalene as alive as you or me:
Jesus saith unto her, "Why weepest thou; whom seekest thou?" She supposing him to be the gardener, saith unto him "Sir, if thou have borne Him hence, tell me where thou hast laid Him And I will take Him away" Jesus saith unto her, "Mary"; she turned herself, and saith unto Him "Rabboni", which is to say, "Master" (Book of St. John 20: 15, 16)
A conspiracy theory that is kept alive in the following song lyrics:
As I walked out in the mystic garden On a hot summer day, on a hot summer lawn "Excuse me, ma'am, I beg your pardon There's no one here, the gardener's gone" (Bob Dylan: Ain't Talking)
It’s a story that won’t die, and is repeated somewhat differently – given a cowboy western flavour – in the song lyrics below:
Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun Dust on my face and my cape Me and Magdalena on the run I think this time we shall escape (Bob Dylan: Romance In Durango)
Twisted around is another tale of a cowboy’s escape:
The next day was hanging day, the sky was overcast and black Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife in the back And Rosemary on the gallows, she didn't even blink The hanging judge was sober, he hadn't had a drink The only person on the scene missing was the Jack Of Hearts (Bob Dylan: Lily, Rosemary, And The Jack Of Hearts)
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