Bob Dylan and the Maritimers (part II)

Bob Dylan And The Maritimers  (Part II)

By Larry Fyffe

Being from Cornhill, New Brunswick, not that far from the rolling foothills of the Appalachian Mountains, it’s easily seen that singer/songwriter/musician Bob Dylan is lifted aloft up to where the eagles fly by the winged Apollonian gods of the Maritimes.

He apparently accumulates lines drawn from Maitimers songsters.

From Gordon Vale, New Brunswick ~ John Calhoun:

In eighteen hundred and eighty
When the flowers were a brilliant hue 
I sailed away from my native isle
My fortune to pursue
(Ballad Of Peter Amberley)

The lyrics of the Maritime song drawn upon in the song  beneath:

Farewell to the old north woods
Of which I used to roam
(Bob Dylan: The Ballad Of Donald White)

From Hatfield Point, New Brunswick ~ Bob Nolan:

But with the dawn
I'll wake up and yawn
(Cool Water)

Echoed in the lines below:

I got up early
So I could greet the goddess of the dawn 
(Bob Dylan: I Crossed the Rubicon)
From Brooklyn,  Nova Scotia ~ Hank Snow:
Down at the pawnshop, down at the pawnshop
They got my watch and everything
(Down At The Pawnshop)

Echoed again below:

I pawned my watch, paid my debts
And I crossed the Rubicon
(Bob Dylan: I Crossed The Rubicon)
From Hilford,  Nova Scotia ~ Wilf Carter:

It seems I can still see the old covered wagon
And the first day I ever met you
(The Red River Valley Blues)

And on it goes:

I painted my wagon, abandoned all hope
And I crossed the Rubicon 
(Bob Dylan: I Crossed The Rubicon)

Or could be that  Bob Dylan is simply a transfigured Maritimer.


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