About the song
Bob Dylan’s “Jokerman” is a quintessential piece of his expansive and influential body of work, showcasing his unique storytelling prowess and deep philosophical musings. Released in 1983 as part of his album *Infidels*, this song captures Dylan at a pivotal moment in his career, blending his distinctive folk roots with a more modern rock sensibility.
“Jokerman” stands out not only for its compelling melody but also for its rich, enigmatic lyrics. Dylan, with his trademark vocal delivery, weaves a narrative that is as layered and complex as his poetic verses. The song reflects his thoughts on the state of the world and human nature, using the character of the “Jokerman” as a symbolic figure to explore themes of deception, manipulation, and spiritual questing.
The song’s musical arrangement is notable for its blend of upbeat rhythms and introspective undertones, which contrasts intriguingly with the serious nature of the lyrics. Dylan’s ability to juxtapose a seemingly light-hearted tune with profound and sometimes cryptic commentary is a testament to his skill as a songwriter and his enduring relevance.
Listeners are drawn into a world where every line invites reflection and deeper interpretation. The “Jokerman” character could be seen as a reflection of the artist himself, or perhaps a commentary on the figures of authority and influence in society. This multifaceted approach allows each listener to derive their own meaning from the song, making it a timeless piece that continues to resonate with audiences decades after its release.
For those familiar with Dylan’s work, “Jokerman” is a perfect example of his ability to challenge and engage his audience through thought-provoking lyrics and innovative music. For newcomers, it serves as a compelling entry point into the rich and varied landscape of Bob Dylan’s musical and lyrical genius.
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Lyrics
Standing on the water casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships sailing into the mist
You were born with a snake in both of your fists
While a hurricane was blowing
Freedom just around the corner for you
But with truth so far off, what good will it do?
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
So swiftly the sun sets in the sky
You rise up and say goodbye to no one
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don’t show one
Shedding off one more layer of skin
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
You’re a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds
Manipulator of crowds, you’re a dream twister
You’re going to Sodom and Gomorrah
But what do you care? Ain’t nobody there would want to marry your sister
Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame
You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed
Michelangelo indeed could’ve carved out your features
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Well, the rifleman’s stalking the sick and the lame
Preacher man seeks the same, who’ll get there first is uncertain
Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks
Molotov’s cocktails and rocks behind every curtain
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin
Only a matter of time ’til night comes steppin’ in
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
It’s a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray
A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet
He’ll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat
Take the motherless children off the street
And place them at the feet of a harlot
Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants
Oh, Jokerman, you don’t show any response
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman