Tarantula 27: The Lumberjacks Are Coming

By Larry Fyffe

by Larry Fyffe

The Taranterbury Tales continue:

(I) moved from the forest
- frozen in the moment
 (Bob Dylan: Tarantula)

In the song lyrics below, said it could be that ‘forest’ is not a noun, but a comparative adjective; ie, ‘fore’, ‘forer’, ‘forest’:

Upon four-legged forest clouds
The cowboy angel glides
(Bob Dylan: Gates Of Eden)

The noun rendition from “Tarantula”, likely a reference to the following song lyrics:

I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are many, and their hands are all empty
(Bob Dylan: A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall)

A woody motif that’s a hallmark of singer/songwriter/musician Bob Dylan:

Born in 'Liz Texas timber
Up where the eagles fly
(Tony Attwood: Patty's Gone To Laredo ~ Dylan)


Drawn from songs back a ways in time.

Lyrics of one modernized beneath:

I've been to the wild wood, mother
Make my bed soon
For I'm weary with hunting
And would like to lie down
(Martin Carthy: Lord Randal ~ traditional)

Which brings up an obvious observation:

(E)verybody talks about the middle ages
as if it was actually the middle ages
(Bob Dylan: Tarantula)

Likewise, one might ask, How come historians had the foresight to call it World War One?

(T)here are only three things that continue
Life - Death & the lumberjacks are coming
(Bob Dylan: Tarantula)

For sure, no false prophet there!:

I cut down trees, I wear high heels
Suspendies and a bra
I wish I'd been born a girlie
Just like my dear papa
(Monty Python: The Lumberjack Song ~ Tomlinson, et.al.)

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