BOB DYLAN LYRICS - The Groom's Still Waiting At The Altar

"The Groom's Still Waiting At The Altar"



Prayed in the ghetto with my face in the cement

Heard the last moan of a boxer, seen the massacre of the innocent

Felt around for the light switch, became nauseated

She was walking down the hallway while the walls deteriorated.



West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar

I see the burning of the page

Curtain rising on a new age

See the groom still waiting at the altar.



Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery

Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery

Got the message this morning, the one that was sent to me

About the madness of becoming what one was never meant to be.



West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar

I see the burning of the stage

Curtain rising on a new age

See the groom still waiting at the altar.



Don't know what I can say about Claudette that wouldn't come back to haunt me

Finally had to give her up about the time she began to want me

But I know God has mercy on them who are slandered and humiliated

I'd a-done anything for that woman if she didn't make me feel so obligated.



West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar

I see the burning of the cage

Curtain rising on a new age

See the groom still waiting at the altar.



Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?

I see people who are supposed to know better standing around like furniture

There's a wall between you and what you want and you got to leap it

Tonight you got the power to take it, tomorrow you won't have the power to keep it.



West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar

I see the burning of the stage

Curtain rising on a new age

See the groom still waiting at the altar.

Cities on fire, phones out of order

They're killing nuns and soldiers, there's fighting on the border

What can I say about Claudette? Ain't seen her since January

She could be respectably married or running a whorehouse in Buenos Aires.



West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar

I see the burning of the cage

Curtain rising on a new age

See the groom still waiting at the altar.