Joan Baez, que embalou minha geração, acaba de completar 80 anos.

Conheci as primeiras canções dela no meio da década de 60.

Sempre gostei das interpretações que fazia das músicas do Bob Dylan, com quem, aliás, namorou e cuja carreira impulsionou.

Essa é a razão de ter escolhido o clássico 500 Miles para postar hoje.

500 Miles
Bob Dylan

If you miss the train I’m on
Then you’ll know that I have gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
A hundred miles, one hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

Teardrops fell on mama’s note
When I read the things she wrote
She said “we miss you hon’
We love you, come on home”
Well I didn’t have to pack
I had it all right on my back
Now I’m five hundred miles away from home
Lord I’m one, Lord I’m two, Lord I’m three, Lord I’m four
Lord I’m five hundred miles away from home

All these years and all these roads
Never led me back to you
I’m always five hundred miles away from home
Away from home, away home
Always out here on my own
I’m still five hundred miles away from home
I’m still five hundred miles away from home