"Lose This Skin" by Tymon Dogg with The Clash

This wild Irish rose of a song has been one of my favorite pieces of popular music since I first heard it in 1980 or so, on The Clash's Sandinista! LP. Tymon Dogg was a musician & busker from Liverpool who gave his young friend Joe Strummer some of his early lessons on guitar & ukelele. Mr. Dogg wrote this mysteriously wonderful song & sings it with a commitment & abandon that have never ceased to charm & touch me.

LOSE THIS SKIN
(Tymon Dogg)

Come with me, I won't hide
We're going on a ride
We meet each day, use time to see
While we're young and almost free
I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in
Got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in
Do not turn or hate to see
All the things you think we've got
Do not turn or hate to see
What happened to the wife of Lot
We're alone or so they say
We're not on our own in that way
When we're alone it's real tough going
We tend to take a part in someone else's play
Come with me, I thought he said
But that's not him anymore, he's dead
What's it like to be so free
So free it looks like lost to me
I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in
Got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in

Tymon Dogg is alive & well & still making music. Visit him on the web at www.tymondogg.net, www.tymondogg.com, & www.myspace.com/thequikening.