Escrita por Joan Baez, foi gravada em janeiro de 1975 e lançada em julho de 1975, no disco de mesmo nome. Ela fala de uma ligação inesperada que recebeu de Bob Dylan, que a remete à dez anos antes, para um hotel no Greenwich Village, em torno de 1964 ou 1965. Ela lembra que deu a ele um par de abotoaduras de camisa. Chegou ao número 35 do Billboard Hot100. Foi regravada pelo Judas Priest, entre outros artistas.
A letra:
Well
I'll be damned
Here comes your ghost again
But that's not
unusual
It's just that the moon is full
And you happened to
call
And here I sit, hand on the
telephone
Hearing a voice I'd known
A couple of light years
ago
Heading straight for a fall
As I remember your eyes
Were bluer
than robin's eggs
"My poetry was lousy, " you said
Where
are you calling from?
A booth in the Midwest
Ten years ago
I bought you some cuff
links
You brought me something
We both know what memories can
bring
They bring diamonds and rust
Well you burst on the scene
Already
a legend
The unwashed phenomenon
The original vagabond
You
strayed into my arms
And there you stayed
Temporarily
lost at sea
The Madonna was yours for free
Yes the girl on the
half-shell
Could keep you unharmed
Now I see you standing
With brown
leaves falling around
And snow in your hair
Now you're smiling
out the window
Of that crummy hotel over Washington Square
Our breath comes out white
clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me
We
both could have died then and there
Now you're telling me
You're not
nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You, who are so good
with words
And at keeping things vague
'Cause I need some of that vagueness
now
It's all come back too clearly
Yes I loved you dearly
And
if you're offering me diamonds and rust
I've alredy paid
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