BLACK DIAMOND BAY

(Music by Bob Dylan, Words by Bob Dylan and Jacques Levy)

1975, 1976 Ram's Horn Music



Up on the white veranda

She wears a necktie and a Panama hat.

Her passport shows a face

From another time and place

She looks nothin' like that.

And all the remnants of her recent past

Are scattered in the wild wind.

She walks across the marble floor

Where a voice from the gambling room is callin' her to come on in.

She smiles, walks the other way

As the last ship sails and the moon fades away

From Black Diamond Bay.



As the mornin' light breaks open, the Greek comes down

And he asks for a rope and a pen that will write.