‘Day In, Day Out’ is the opening track on the third disc of Bob Dylan’s 2017 Triplicate, the triple-album, 30-song collection of American standards he released on the heels of two other collections of American standards.
Yes, one of the greatest songwriters with one of the worst voices released the equivalent of five cover albums in the twilight of his career, singing songs made popular by the likes of Frank Sinatra. Nobody ever accused Dylan of being predictable.
All I can say about this SOTD (and all of these albums in general) is that it sounds a whole lot better than I’d expect. The band sounds great, and Dylan’s vocals are surprisingly acceptable. I would never go out of my way to play these albums, but I kind of love that they exist.
The same old voodoo follows me about
The same old pounding in my heart whenever I think of you
And darling, I think of you, day in and day out
Day out, day in
I needn’t tell you how my days begin
When I awake I awake with a tingle, one possibility in view
That possibility of maybe seeing you
Come rain, come shine
I meet you and to me the day is fine
Then I kiss your lips and the pounding becomes
The oceans roar, a thousand drums
Can’t you see it’s love
Can there be any doubt
When there it is
Day in, day out
Come rain, come shine
I meet you and to me the day is fine
Then I kiss your lips and the pounding becomes
The oceans roar, a thousand drums
Can’t you see it’s love
Can there be any doubt
When there it is
Day in, day out
Then I kiss your lips and the pounding becomes
The oceans roar, a thousand drums
Can’t you see it’s love
Can there be any doubt
When there it is
Day in, day out
Meet Me In Montauk 
Dylan can certainly choose to record whatever he likes at this point in his life and career, and I can choose to ignore these albums and reach for Blood on the Tracks among his other consequential records from decades ago.
I’m just happy he cares about these great songs and I’m sure Sinatra would have approved.