Talking Bear Mountain Picnic Massacre Blues (Live at Brandeis University) Lyrics
| Song | Talking Bear Mountain Picnic Massacre Blues (Live at Brandeis University) |
| Artist | Bob Dylan |
| Album | Bob Dylan In Concert: Brandeis University 1963 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I saw it advertised one day | |
| Bear Mountain picnic was comin’ my way | |
| “Come along ’n’ take a trip | |
| We’ll bring you up there on a ship | |
| Bring the wife and kids | |
| Bring the whole family” | |
| Yippee! | |
| Well, I run right down ’n’ bought a ticket | |
| To this Bear Mountain Picnic | |
| But little did I realize | |
| I was in for a picnic surprise | |
| Had nothin’ to do with mountains | |
| I didn’t even come close to a bear | |
| Took the wife ’n’ kids down to the pier | |
| Six thousand people there | |
| Everybody had a ticket for the trip | |
| “Oh well,” I said, “it’s a pretty big ship | |
| Besides, anyway, the more the merrier” | |
| Well, we all got on ’n’ what d’ya think | |
| That big old boat started t’ sink | |
| More people kept a-pilin’ on | |
| That old ship was a-slowly goin’ down | |
| Funny way t’ start a picnic | |
| Well, I soon lost track of m’ kids ’n’ wife | |
| So many people there I never saw in m’ life | |
| That old ship sinkin’ down in the water | |
| Six thousand people tryin’ t’ kill each other | |
| Dogs a-barkin’, cats a-meowin’ | |
| Women screamin’, fists a-flyin’, babies cryin’ | |
| Cops a-comin’, me a-runnin’ | |
| Maybe we just better call off the picnic | |
| I got shoved down ’n’ pushed around | |
| All I could hear there was a screamin’ sound | |
| Don’t remember one thing more | |
| Just remember wakin’ up on a little shore | |
| Head busted, stomach cracked | |
| Feet splintered, I was bald, naked . . . | |
| Quite lucky to be alive though | |
| Feelin’ like I climbed outa m’ casket | |
| I grabbed back hold of m’ picnic basket | |
| Took the wife ’n’ kids ’n’ started home | |
| Wishin’ I’d never got up that morn | |
| Now, I don’t care just what you do | |
| If you wanta have a picnic, that’s up t’ you | |
| But don’t tell me about it, I don’t wanta hear it | |
| ’Cause, see, I just lost all m’ picnic spirit | |
| Stay in m’ kitchen, have m’ own picnic . . . | |
| In the bathroom | |
| Now, it don’t seem to me quite so funny | |
| What some people are gonna do f’r money | |
| There’s a bran’ new gimmick every day | |
| Just t’ take somebody’s money away | |
| I think we oughta take some o’ these people | |
| And put ’em on a boat, send ’em up to Bear Mountain . . . | |
| For a picnic |
| I saw it advertised one day | |
| Bear Mountain picnic was comin' my way | |
| " Come along ' n' take a trip | |
| We' ll bring you up there on a ship | |
| Bring the wife and kids | |
| Bring the whole family" | |
| Yippee! | |
| Well, I run right down ' n' bought a ticket | |
| To this Bear Mountain Picnic | |
| But little did I realize | |
| I was in for a picnic surprise | |
| Had nothin' to do with mountains | |
| I didn' t even come close to a bear | |
| Took the wife ' n' kids down to the pier | |
| Six thousand people there | |
| Everybody had a ticket for the trip | |
| " Oh well," I said, " it' s a pretty big ship | |
| Besides, anyway, the more the merrier" | |
| Well, we all got on ' n' what d' ya think | |
| That big old boat started t' sink | |
| More people kept apilin' on | |
| That old ship was aslowly goin' down | |
| Funny way t' start a picnic | |
| Well, I soon lost track of m' kids ' n' wife | |
| So many people there I never saw in m' life | |
| That old ship sinkin' down in the water | |
| Six thousand people tryin' t' kill each other | |
| Dogs abarkin', cats ameowin' | |
| Women screamin', fists aflyin', babies cryin' | |
| Cops acomin', me arunnin' | |
| Maybe we just better call off the picnic | |
| I got shoved down ' n' pushed around | |
| All I could hear there was a screamin' sound | |
| Don' t remember one thing more | |
| Just remember wakin' up on a little shore | |
| Head busted, stomach cracked | |
| Feet splintered, I was bald, naked . . . | |
| Quite lucky to be alive though | |
| Feelin' like I climbed outa m' casket | |
| I grabbed back hold of m' picnic basket | |
| Took the wife ' n' kids ' n' started home | |
| Wishin' I' d never got up that morn | |
| Now, I don' t care just what you do | |
| If you wanta have a picnic, that' s up t' you | |
| But don' t tell me about it, I don' t wanta hear it | |
| ' Cause, see, I just lost all m' picnic spirit | |
| Stay in m' kitchen, have m' own picnic . . . | |
| In the bathroom | |
| Now, it don' t seem to me quite so funny | |
| What some people are gonna do f' r money | |
| There' s a bran' new gimmick every day | |
| Just t' take somebody' s money away | |
| I think we oughta take some o' these people | |
| And put ' em on a boat, send ' em up to Bear Mountain . . . | |
| For a picnic |
| I saw it advertised one day | |
| Bear Mountain picnic was comin' my way | |
| " Come along ' n' take a trip | |
| We' ll bring you up there on a ship | |
| Bring the wife and kids | |
| Bring the whole family" | |
| Yippee! | |
| Well, I run right down ' n' bought a ticket | |
| To this Bear Mountain Picnic | |
| But little did I realize | |
| I was in for a picnic surprise | |
| Had nothin' to do with mountains | |
| I didn' t even come close to a bear | |
| Took the wife ' n' kids down to the pier | |
| Six thousand people there | |
| Everybody had a ticket for the trip | |
| " Oh well," I said, " it' s a pretty big ship | |
| Besides, anyway, the more the merrier" | |
| Well, we all got on ' n' what d' ya think | |
| That big old boat started t' sink | |
| More people kept apilin' on | |
| That old ship was aslowly goin' down | |
| Funny way t' start a picnic | |
| Well, I soon lost track of m' kids ' n' wife | |
| So many people there I never saw in m' life | |
| That old ship sinkin' down in the water | |
| Six thousand people tryin' t' kill each other | |
| Dogs abarkin', cats ameowin' | |
| Women screamin', fists aflyin', babies cryin' | |
| Cops acomin', me arunnin' | |
| Maybe we just better call off the picnic | |
| I got shoved down ' n' pushed around | |
| All I could hear there was a screamin' sound | |
| Don' t remember one thing more | |
| Just remember wakin' up on a little shore | |
| Head busted, stomach cracked | |
| Feet splintered, I was bald, naked . . . | |
| Quite lucky to be alive though | |
| Feelin' like I climbed outa m' casket | |
| I grabbed back hold of m' picnic basket | |
| Took the wife ' n' kids ' n' started home | |
| Wishin' I' d never got up that morn | |
| Now, I don' t care just what you do | |
| If you wanta have a picnic, that' s up t' you | |
| But don' t tell me about it, I don' t wanta hear it | |
| ' Cause, see, I just lost all m' picnic spirit | |
| Stay in m' kitchen, have m' own picnic . . . | |
| In the bathroom | |
| Now, it don' t seem to me quite so funny | |
| What some people are gonna do f' r money | |
| There' s a bran' new gimmick every day | |
| Just t' take somebody' s money away | |
| I think we oughta take some o' these people | |
| And put ' em on a boat, send ' em up to Bear Mountain . . . | |
| For a picnic |
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