I was just gonna post this in my music tag #vibesandjives and #music, but took a look at the lyrics and decided it's important to take note of the vivid picture Dylan paints. So the mining gates locked
... And the red iron rotted
Come gather 'round friends And I'll tell you a tale Of when the red iron pits ran empty But the cardboard filled windows And old men on the benches Tell you now that the whole town is empty.
And the room smelt heavy from drinking Where the sad silent song Made the hour twice as long As I waited for the sun to go sinking.