tkinter 
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Walls of Redwing (Reform School) Bob Dylan (1963) Although this tape recording is rather noisy this song is a masterpiece, worth to (More) Bob Dylan (1963) Although this tape recording is rather noisy this song is a masterpiece, worth to be conserved until someone uploads a better recording version. The voice is fading away like my memories, echoing out of a dark and past universe I remember from my youth... Redwing really exists, see: http://www.tkinter.smig.net/Outings/LakeCity-RedWing/ReformSchool.htm Lyrics (written by Bob Dylan): Oh the age of the inmates, I remember quite freely No younger than twelve, no older 'n seventeen Thrown in like bandits and cast off like criminals From inside the grounds of the walls of Redwing From the dirty old mess-hall, you march to the brick wall Too weary to talk and too tired to sing And its all afternoon you remember your hometown From inside the grounds of the walls of Redwing Oh the gates are cast iron and the walls are barb wire Stay far from the fence where the electricity sting And it's keep down your head and stay in your number From inside the grounds of the walls of Redwing Oh it's fare thee well to the deep hall of dungeon Farewell to the boardwalk that takes you to the screen Farewell to the minutes they threaten you with it From inside the grounds of the walls of Redwing It's may a guard that stands around smiling Holding his club, like he was a king Hopin' to get you behind the wood piling From inside the grounds of the walls of Redwing The night aimed shadows through the crossbar windows And the wind punched hard to make the wall siding sing It's many a night I pretended to be a-sleepin' From inside the grounds of the walls of Redwing As the rain rattled heavy on the bunkhouse shingles And the sounds of the night, they made my ears ring 'Til the keys of guards clicked the tune of the morning From inside the grounds of the walls of Redwing Oh some of us will wind up in Saint Cloud Prison And some of us will end up to be lawyers and things And some of us will stand to meet you on your crossroads From inside the grounds of the walls of Redwing The photograph is not displaying a Redwing building, but my former highschool (also made of red bricks however) at Roermond-the Netherlands, where I spend some years between 1959 and 1966... So this used to be called "my Redwing". Whenever I hear this song the lyrics remind me of my days at Redwing... For more information see my blog-entry: http://unwindingmindstreamsinenglish.blogspot.com/2008/04/redwing-reform-school-in-minnesota.html (Less)
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