Bob Dylan (born Robert Allen Zimmerman on May 24, 1941 in Duluth, Minnesota, United States) is an American musician, poet and artist whose position in popular culture is unique.  Although Dylan started his musical odyssey in 1959, much of Dylan's best known work is from the 1960s, when he became an informal documentarian and reluctant figurehead of American unrest. Some of his songs, such as &quot;Blowin' In The Wind&quot; and &quot;The Times They Are A-Changin'&quot;, became anthems of the anti-war and civil rights movements.

Bob Dylan (né Robert Allen Zimmerman le 24 mai 1941 à Duluth, Minnesota - ) est un auteur-compositeur-interprète et un musicien américain dont le style musical a évolué au fil des années : rock, folk, country, blues et jazz sont les exemples de la diversité de son 

Bob Dylan (* 24. Mai 1941 in Duluth, Minnesota; eigentlich Robert Allen Zimmerman) ist ein US-amerikanischer Folk- und Rockmusiker, Dichter und Maler. Bob Dylan singt, spielt Gitarre, Mundharmonika und Klavier und gilt als einer der einflussreichsten Musiker des 20. Jahrhunderts.  Bob Zimmerman begann Ende der 1950er-Jahre als Folkmusiker und wandte sich Mitte der 1960er-Jahre der Rockmusik zu. Seine Texte waren zu Beginn seines Schaffens von den Inhalten der Folkbewegung und einem ihrer bekanntesten Vertreter...

Bob Dylan nació con el nombre de Robert Allen Zimmerman el 24 de mayo de 1941 en Duluth, Minnesota (Estados Unidos). Está considerado uno de los compositores y músicos más influyentes y prolíficos del siglo XX y ha sido nominado varias veces al Premio Nobel de Literatura.  En 2007 fue galardonado con el Premio Príncipe de Asturias de las Artes por ser un &quot;mito viviente&quot; de la historia de la música popular y &quot;faro de una generación que tuvo el sueño de cambiar el mundo&quot;.

G                                           F          C
You must leave now, take what you want you think will last
G                                    F       C
But whatever you wish to keep better grab it fast
Dm                 F               C
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Dm            F           C
Crying like a fire in the sun
E7                       F     G      G7
Look out the saints are coming through
     Dm            F         C
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.


The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
The sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.


All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
Your empty handed armies, they?re all going home.
Your lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.


Leave your stepping stone behind, something calls for you
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore
Strike another match, go start anew
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

It's All Over Now Baby Blue

Chords
C                       G
My love she speaks like silence

Am                C
Without ideals of violence

F                             C
She doesn't have to say she's faithful

F                        G
Yet she's true like ice, like fire

etc...

Love Minus Zero

ntro and main riff:
          E    E6     E7    E6

         E
Ain't it hard to stumble

And land in some funny lagoon?
         A
Ain't it hard to stumble
                         E
And land in some muddy lagoon?
                     B7
Especially when it's nine below zero
    A (N.C.)                         E
And   three o'clock in the afternoon.

            E
Ain't gonna hang no picture,

Ain't gonna hang no picture frame.
            A
Ain't gonna hang no picture,
                             E
Ain't gonna hang no picture frame.
              B7
Well, I might look like Robert Ford
      A (N.C.)                       E
But I   feel just like a Jesse James.

        E
Well, I wish I was on some

Australian mountain range.
      A
Oh, I wish I was on some
                    E
Australian mountain range.
         B7
I got no reason to be there, but I
       A (N.C.)                          E
Imagine  it would be some kind of change.

         E
I got my dark sunglasses,

I got for good luck my black tooth.
         A
I got my dark sunglasses,
                                     E
I'm carryin' for good luck my black tooth.
       B7
Don't ask me nothin' about nothin',
      A (N.C.)                   E
I just  might tell you the truth.

        E
I got a woman in Jackson,

I ain't gonna say her name.
        A
I got a woman in Jackson,
                        E
I ain't gonna say her name.
        B7
She's a brown-skin woman,
     A (N.C.)
but I  Love her just the same.


The song fades out playing the riff in E over and over.

Outlaw Blues

&quot;Subterranean Homesick Blues&quot; is a song by Bob Dylan, originally released on the album Bringing It All Back Home in March 1965. The following month it was issued as a single, becoming his first Top 40 Billboard Hot 100 hit (#39) and going Top 10 in the UK. It was subsequently re-released on numerous compilations such as Bob Dylan's Greatest Hits (1967). One of Dylan's first 'electric' pieces, &quot;Subterranean Homesick Blues&quot; was also notable for its innovative film clip, which first appeared in D. A.

Intro: A

A
Johny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine

I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
D
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
A
God knows when
But you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
E
The man in the coon-skip cap
In the big pen
      A
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten.

A

A
Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the DA
D
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
A
Walk on your tip toes
Don't try, 'No Doz'
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
E
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
A
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows.

A

A
Get sick, get well
Hang around an ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin' to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write Braille
Get jailed, jump bail, Join the army, if you failed
D
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
    A
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
E
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin' for a new fool
A
Don't follow leaders
Watch the parkin' meters. 

A

A
Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don't steal, don't lift
Twenty years of schoolin'
And they put you on the day shift
B
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
       A
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don't wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
E
Don't wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
A
The pump don't work
'Cause the vandals took the handles.

Subterranean Homesick Blues

&quot;Mr. Tambourine Man&quot; is a song written and performed by Bob Dylan and featured on his 1965 album Bringing It All Back Home, produced by Tom Wilson. After Dylan wrote it, he produced a demo in December 1964, which The Byrds' version is based on. Dylan's recording of the song is placed at #106 on Rolling Stone's list of the 500 Greatest Songs of All Time.[1] Due to The Byrds' version of the song also making the list at #79, it is one of three songs to place twice, along with &quot;Walk This Way&quot; by both Aerosmith and Run-DMC with Perry and Tyler...

Mr. Tambourine Man

G          A              D               G
Hey Mister Tambourine man play a song for me
        D                G     Em        A
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm goin' to
G          A              D               G
Hey Mister Tambourine man play a song for me
       D             G       Em        A         D
In the jingle-jangle mornin' I'll come followin' you

         G                A          D             G
Though I know the evnin's empire has returned into sand
D                G             D               G
Vanished from my hand, left me blindly here to stand
    Em        A            G          A
But still not sleepin', My weariness amazes me I'm
D             G       D              G
Branded on my feet, I have no one to meet
        D             G            Em       A
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreamin'

G          A              D               G
Hey Mister Tambourine man play a song for me
        D                G     Em        A
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm goin' to
G          A              D               G
Hey Mister Tambourine man play a song for me
       D             G       Em        A         D
In the jingle-jangle mornin' I'll come followin' you

G            A              D              G
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship
   D                G            D                   G
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip
   D                G          D           G          Em     A
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'
    G           A             D            G
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
D           G                 D                G         
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, 
Em           A
I promise to go under it

G            A               D               G
Hey  Mister  Tambourine man, play a song for me
        D                G     Em        A
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
G           A              D               G
Hey Mister  Tambourine man play a song for me
       D             G       Em        A
In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come followin' you

           G                   A                  D               G
Though you might hear laughin' spinnin' swingin' madly across the sun
         D        G                 D               G
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
        D                 G      Em     A
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'
       G              A         D                 G
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
        D             G                 D            G
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind
           D          G                D              G       Em          A
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're seein' that he's chasing

G          A               D               G
Hey Mister Tambourine man, play a song for me
        D                G     Em        A
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
G          A              D               Em
Hey Mister Tambourine man play a song for me
       D             G       Em        A
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you
 
     G          A                     D                 G
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
         D              G        D               G
Down the foggy ruins of time far past the frozen leaves
    D                   G             D         G
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
    D                G        Em    A
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
       G                 A                    D           G
Yes to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
    D              G           D             G
Silhouetted by the sea circled by the circus sands
         D          G           D                G
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
       D            G     Em    A
Let me forget about today until tomorrow

G          A              D               G
Hey Mister Tambourine man play a song for me
        D                G     Em        A
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm goin' to
G          A              D               G
Hey Mister Tambourine man play a song for me
       D             G       Em        A         D
In the jingle-jangle mornin' I'll come followin' you

Mr. Tambourine Man

      F       G               C               F
     Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
      F       C                F                 G
     I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to.
      F       G               C               F
     Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
             C             F                G         C
     In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you.

          F                  G          C            F
Though I know that evenings empire has returned into sand,
  C               F
Vanished from my hand,
         C               F                   G
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
    F         G              C             F
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
  C               F
I have no one to meet,
         C               F                   G
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.


(...)

Mr Tambourine Man

Intro: One measure each -- D D E G D

[D] she got everything she needs, she's an [G] artist, she don't look [D] back
[D] she got [G] everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look [D] back
[D] she can take the [E] dark out of the night time
[G] paint the daytime black

you'll start out standing, vow to steal her anything she sees
you'll start out standing, vow to steal her anything she sees
you'll wind up begin to a keyo down upon your knees


she never stumbles, got no place to fall
she never stumbles, got no place to fall
she's nobody's child, lord can't touch her at all

she wears an egyptian ring, sparkles before she speaks
she wears an egyptian ring, sparkles before she speaks
she's a hypnotist collector, you are a walking antique

bow down to her on sunday, salute her when her birthday comes
bow down to her on sunday, salute her when her birthday comes
for halloween give her a trumpet, for christmas, give her a drum

She Belongs To Me

	 C            D              G              C
	hey mister tambourine man, play a song for me
	             G                   Am        D    D
	i'm not sleepy and there is no place i'm going to
	 C            D        G                    C
	hey mister tambourine man, play a song for me
	         G      C       Am               D       D  G D
	in the jingle jangle morning i'll come followin you
	 
	  C                  D                    G            C
	though i know that evening's empire has returned into sand
	   G               C
	vanished from my hand
	      G                    C
	left me blindly here to stand
	           Am,    D
	but still not sleepin
	 C              D                 G          C
	my weariness amazes me - i'm branded on my feet
	      G           C
	i have no one to meet
             G                C
	and my ancient empty street's
	 Am		D
	too dead for dreamin

Tambourine Man

Intro: G

G
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
G
No I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
G
Well, I wake up in the morning, hold my hands and pray for rain
G
I got a head full of ideas that are driving me insane
       Em                                   D
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor
  G
I-- ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
No I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
Well he hands you a nickel, he hands you a dime
He asks you with a grin if you're having a good time
Then he fines you every time you slam the door
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more
Well he puts his cigar out in your face just for kicks
His bedroom window, it is made out of bricks
The National Guard stands around his door
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more
Well she talks to all the servants about Man and God and Law
Everybody says she's the brains behind Pa
She's sixty-eight, but she says she's fifty-four
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more

I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well I try my best to be just like I am
But everybody wants you to be just like them
They say sing while you slave, but I just get bored
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more

Maggies Farm

Bringing It All Back Home

C                       Am
All the tired horses in the sun
Em                          G            C     Am    Em     G  
How am I suppose to get any riding done. hmmmm hmmmm hmmmmm hmmmmm
C                       Am
All the tired horses in the sun
Em                          G            C      Am     Em    G
how am I suppose to get any riding done. hmmmmm hmmmmm hmmmm hmmmm


repeat a bunch of times. Listen to the track to find out how many.

All The Tired Horses

Self Portrait

Intro:
G . . . |F . . . |C/g . . . |Eb/g . . . |
G/b . D/a . |C/e . D/f# . |C/g . D/f# . |G . . .

I first heard this from Ric von Schmidt. He lives in Cambridge.
Ric is a blues guitar player.
I met him one day in the green pastures of Harvard University.
G                      F     C/g                   Eb/g
Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down
          G/b   D/a           C/e         D/f#
Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty world
       C/g         D/f#       G
If you just let me follow you down.
Can I come home with you, baby can I come home with you?
Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world
If you just let me come home with you.
Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down
Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty world
If you just let me follow you down.

Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world
If you just let me follow you down.

Baby Let Me Follow You Down

The Real Royal Albert Hall 1966 Concert 

Am                     E
You walk into the room With your pencil in your hand
F                                   Am
You see somebody naked And you say, "Who is that man?"
F               Dm
You try so hard But you don't understand
C                Em  Am
Just what you'll say When you get home 
C                    Em
Because something is happening here 
Am
But you don't know what it is 
F              Am
Do you, Mister Jones 


You raise up your head And you ask, "Is this where it is?" 
And somebody points to you and says "It's his" 
And you say, "What's mine?" 
And somebody else says, "Where what is?" 
And you say, "Oh my God Am I here all alone?" 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones

 
You hand in your ticket And you go watch the geek 
Who immediately walks up to you When he hears you speak 
And says, "How does it feel To be such a freak?" 
And you say, "Impossible" As he hands you a bone 
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones 

Am                     E
You have many contacts Among the lumberjacks 
F                                                    Am
To get you facts When somebody attacks your imagination 
Am                         E
But nobody has any respect Anyway they already expect you 
F                       Dm                           G
To just give a check To tax-deductible charity organizations 
G7
AHHHHH!

You've been with the professors And they've all liked your looks 
With great lawyers you have Discussed lepers and crooks 
You've been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald's books 
You're very well read It's well known 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones 


Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you And then he kneels 
He crosses himself And then he clicks his high heels 
And without further notice He asks you how it feels 
And he says, "Here is your throat back Thanks for the loan" 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones 


Now you see this one-eyed midget Shouting the word "NOW" 
And you say, "For what reason?" And he says, "How?" 
And you say, "What does this mean?" And he screams back, "You're a cow! 
Give me some milk Or else go home" 
Because something is happening here 
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones 

Well, you walk into the roomLike a camel and then you frown 
You put your eyes in your pocket And your nose on the ground 
There ought to be a law Against you comin' around 
You should be made To wear earphones 
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is 
Do you, Mister Jones

Ballad Of A Thin Man

E
They're selling post cards of the hanging,
        A                      E
They're painting the passports brown.
    B7
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors,
A                   E
The circus is in town.
Here comes the blind commissioner,
        A             E
They've got him in a trance.
    B7
One hand is tied to the tightrope walker,
A                    E
The other is in his pants.
        A  
And the riot squad, they're restless,
     E                 A
They need somewhere to go.
   E               B7
As lady and I look out tonight,
A               E
From Desolation Row.


Desolation Row

Intro:

G  Gadd9   G   Gadd9   G   Gadd9   Gadd9


G                    Am
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
    Bm                    C            D
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
G                      Am
  People'd call, say, "Beware doll,
       Bm                         C             D
you're bound to fall" You thought they were all   kiddin' you

C             D
  You used to   laugh about
C                    D
  Everybody that was   hangin' out

C         Bm   Am          G
 Now you don't talk so loud
C         Bm   Am           G
 Now you don't seem so proud

 C                                G         D
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

                G  C  D
How does it feel
                G  C  D
How does it feel
                    G  C  D
To be without a home
                       G  C  D
Like a complete unknown
                     G  C  D
Like a rolling stone

G  C  D


           G            Am                    Bm
Aww, You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
        C                         D
But you know you only used to get   juiced in it
  G                        Am                 Bm
Nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
               C                 D
And now you're gonna have to get   used to it

C                    D
  You said you'd never compromise
C                                    D
  With the mystery tramp, but now you  realize

C         Bm         Am      F
 He's not selling any  alibis
C                      Bm     Am        D
 As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes

    C                  F      D
And say do you want to make a deal?

                G  C  D
How does it feel
                G  C  D
How does it feel
                 G  C  D
To be on your own
                      G  C  D
With no direction home
                      G  C  D
Like a complete unknown
                    G  C  D
Like a rolling stone

G  C  D


        G              Am                     Bm
Aww, You never turned around to see the frowns
                        C                        D
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did   tricks for you
    G                        Am
You never understood that it ain't no good
    Bm                  C               D
You shouldn't let other people get your   kicks for you

C                                                D
  You used to ride on the chrome horse with your   diplomat
C                               D
  Who carried on his shoulder a   Siamese cat

C             Bm           Am       G
 Ain't it hard when you discover that
C          Bm     Dm          G
 He really wasn't where it's at
C                                G         D
After he took from you everything he could steal.

                G  C  D
How does it feel
                G  C  D
How does it feel
                 G  C  D
To be on your own
                      G  C  D
With no direction home
                      G  C  D
Like a complete unknown
                    G  C  D
Like a rolling stone

G  C  D


   G                 Am                  Bm
Aww, Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
            C                            D
They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they   got it made
G                Am           Bm
 Exchanging all precious gifts
                 C                      D
But you'd better take your diamond ring,  you'd better pawn it babe

C               D
  You used to be so amused
C                    D
  At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used

C                  Bm             Am          G
 Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
C             Bm              Am             G
 When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
C                                        G      D
 You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

                G  C  D
How does it feel
                G  C  D
How does it feel
                 G  C  D
To be on your own
                      G  C  D
With no direction home
                      G  C  D
Like a complete unknown
                    G  C  D
Like a rolling stone

G  C  D

Like A Rolling Stone

A
Well, I ride on a mail train, baby, can't buy a thrill
A
I been up all night, leanin' on the window sill
A A/G D E
Well, if I die on top of the hill
A
Well, if I don't make it mama, you know my baby will

A
Don't the moon look good mama, shinin' through the trees
A
Don't the brakemen look good mama, flaggin' down the double E's
A A/G D E
Don't the sun look good goin' down over the sea
A
But don't my gal look fine when she's comin' after me

A
Now the wintertime is coming, the windows are filled with frost
A
I went to tell everybody, but I could not get across
A A/G D E
I wanna be your lover baby, I don't wanna be your boss
A
Don't say I never warned you when your train gets lost

It Takes A Train To Cry

Highway 61 Revisited

Intro:                      main melody:

|-5h7-5-------5-7---|      |-----10-7---7-10---|---------10---10--|
|-------------------|      |-7-5-------------5-|-7---7-5----------|
|-----------7-------|      |-------------------|------------------|
|-------4-2---------|x2    |----------7--------|------------------|


       G
In the lonely night
                              Em
In the blinking stardust of a pale blue light
                            Am7
You're comin' thru to me in black and white
     C       Cm      G
When we were made of dreams.

You're blowing down the shaky street,
You're hearing my heart beat
In the record breaking heat
Where we were born in time.

             G                   D
Not one more night, not one more kiss,
              C                G/B
Not this time baby, no more of this.
               G                     D
Takes too much skill, takes too much will.
           G
It's too revealing.
              G                  D
You came, you saw, just like the law
            C                     G/B
You married young, just like your ma,
              G                  Am
You tried and tried, you made me slide
            D
You left me reelin'
G/B           C
with this feelin'.

On the rising curve
Where the ways of nature will test every nerve,
You won't get anything you don't deserve
Where we were born in time.

You pressed me once, you pressed me twice,
You hang the flame, you'll pay the price.
Oh babe, that fire
Is still smokin'.
You were snow, you were rain
You were striped, you were plain,
Oh babe, truer words
Have not been spoken
or broken.

In the hills of mystery,
In the foggy web of destiny,
You can have what's left of me,
Where we were born in time.

Born In Time

Original tuning : 1.5 step up

G                    C/g
 God knows you ain't pretty,
G               C/g
 God knows it's true.
G                G+
 God knows there ain't anybody
     Em/b                       G
Ever gonna take the place of you.

God knows it's a struggle,
God knows it's a crime,
God knows there's gonna be no more water
But fire next time.

C
God don't call it treason,
G
God don't call it wrong,
A
It was s'posed to last a season
             D
But it's been so strong for so long.

God Knows

Tell Tale Signs: The Bootleg Series Vol. 8

Em
I can't wait
A                         Em
Wait for you to change my mind

It's late
A                     Em
I'm tryin to walk the line

Well it's way past midnight

And there's some people all around
A
Some on their way up

Some on their way down
Em                               A
The air burns and I'm tryin to think straight
C                B7                    Em
And I don't know how much longer I can wait

I'm your man
I've tried to recover the sweet love that we knew
You understand
That my heart can't go on beating without you
Well your loveliness has wounded me
I'm reeling from the blow
I wish I knew what it was that keeps me loving you so
I'm breathin' hard standin' at the gate
And I don't know how much longer I can wait

Skies are gray
I'm looking for anything that will bring a happy glow
Night or day
It doesn't matter where I go anymore I just go 1)
If I ever saw you comin' I don't know what I might do
I'd like to think I could control myself
But it isn't true
That's how it is
When things disintegrate
And I don't know how much longer I can wait

              A
I'm doomed to love you
                              Em
I been rollin' through stormy weather
             A
I'm thinkin' of you
                                 Bsus4
And all the places we could roam together

            Em
It's mighty funny
The end of time has just begun
Oh honey, after all these years you're still the one
Well I'm strollin' through the lonely graveyard of my mind
I left my life with you
Somewhere back there along the line
I thought somehow that I would be spared this day
I don't know how much longer I can wait

Can't Wait

E7
Well my heart's in The Highlands, gentle and fair

Honeysuckle blooming in the wildwood air
A                                           E7
Bluebells blazing where the Aberdeen waters flow
        B7         
Well my heart's in The Highlands
          A                                   E7
I'm gonna go there when I feel good enough to go

Highlands

D                        A
When the rain is blowing in your face
C                      G
And the whole world is on your case
Gm                  D
I would offer you a warm embrace
E7          A7      D
To make you feel my love.

D                            A
When evening shadows and the stars appear
C                            G
And there is no one there to dry your tears
Gm                     D
I could hold you for a million years
E7          A7      D
To make you feel my love.

G                            D
I know you haven't made your mind up yet
F#          G            D
But I would never do you wrong.
G                             D
I've known it from the moment that we met
E7                               A7
No doubt in my mind where you be long   
D                     A
I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue
C                        G
I'd go crawling down the avenue.
Gm                     D
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
E7          A7      D
To make you feel my love.

D    A    C    G    Gm    D    E7    A7    D

    G                        D
The storms are raging on the rollin' sea.
F#         G            D
And on the highway of regret
G                               D
The winds of change are blowing wild and free.
E7                               A7
You ain't seen nothing like me yet.   

D                                 A
I could make you happy, make your dreams come true.
C                      G
There’s nothing that I would not do.
Gm                    D
Go to the ends of the earth for you
E7          A7      D
To make you feel my love.

E7          A7      D
To make you feel my love.

Make You Feel My Love

Time Out Of Mind

F
The guilty undertaker sighs,
    Am
The lonesome organ grinder cries,
    Dm                            C
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.
    Bb
The cracked bells and washed-out horns 
C
Blow into my face with scorn,
         Dm
But it's not that way,
                 C
I wasn't born to lose you.
  F           Am
I want you, I want you,
  Dm          C
I want you so bad,
              F
Honey, I want you.

    F
The drunken politician leaps
 Am
Upon the street where mothers weep
        Dm
And the saviors who are fast asleep,
    C
They wait for you.
      Bb
And I wait for them to interrupt
C
Me drinkin' from that broken cup
    Dm
And ask me to
            C
Open up the gate for you.
  F           Am
I want you, I want you,
  Dm          C
I want you so bad,
              F
Honey, I want you. 

    Am             
Now all my fathers, they've gone down,
Dm     
True love they've been without it.
    Am
But all their daughters put me down
       Bb                 C
'Cause I don't think about it.

F
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
    Am
And talk with my chambermaid.
Dm
She knows that I'm not afraid
   C
To look at her
Bb
She is good to me
C
And there's nothing she doesn't see.
    Dm
She knows where I'd like to be
C
But it doesn't matter.
  F           Am
I want you, I want you,
  Dm          C
I want you so bad
         F
Honey, I want you.

F
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit,
   Am
He spoke to me, I took his flute.
Dm
No, I wasn't very cute to him, 
C
Was I?
      Bb
But I did it, though, because he lied
C
Because he took you for a ride
    Dm
And because tine was on his side
    C
And because I...
  F            Am
I want you,  I want you,
  Dm          C
I want you so bad
         F
Honey, I want you.

I Want You

        A                           D                   E7              A
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
                                      D          E7          A
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it
        E                                             A
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
         D                        A
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
    D                              A
In this room the heat pipes just cough
     D
The country music station plays soft
A                                            E7
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
         A          D     E7   A
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
                 D          A     E7              A       D  A
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind.


             A                        D            E7             A
In the empty lot where the ladies play blind man's bluff with the key chain
                                D             E7                A
And the allnight girls, they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train
        E
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
                                                A
 Ask himself if it's him or them that's realy insane
   D                                A
Louise, she's allright, she's just near
       D                         A
She's delicate and seems like the mirror
              D
But she just makes it all too concice and too clear
A                         E7
That Johanna's not here
    A                    D             E7          A
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
                   D          A         E7             A       D  A
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place.


     A                      D             E7     A
Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
                                D        E7         A
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
            E                                                 A
And when bringing her name up He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
      D               A
He's sure got a lotta gall
   D                 A
to be so useless and all
      D
Muttering small talk at the wall
A                  E7
  while I'm in the hall
        A              D        E7         A
How can I explain? Oh, it's so hard to get on
                 D          A              E7               A       D  A
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn.


   A               D          E7        A
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
                            D              E7               A
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
         E                                                            A
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues You can tell by the way she smiles
         D                     A
See the primitive wallflower freeze
           D                    A
When the jellyfaced women all sneeze
         D                            A                            E7
Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeeze, I can't find my knees"
     A                     D             E7          A
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
                   D          A         E7             A       D  A
But these visions of Johanna they make it all seem so cruel.


     A                          D                 E7        A
The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him

Sayin' "Name me someone that's not a parasite
D               E7               A
 and I'll go out and say a prayer for him." But like Louise
E
 always says, "Ya can't look at much, can ya man?" As she, herself, pre
A
-pares for him
      D                           A
And Madonna, she still has not showed
             D                  D
We see this empty cage now corrode
           D                           A
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
             D                    A
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
          D                                    A
He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed
           D                            A                       E7
On the back of the fish truck that loads While my conscience explodes
        A                D       E            A
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
                 D          A        E7         A
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain.


Visions Of Johanna

F    Bb    C7    F
Nobody feels any pain

              Bb   C7            F
Tonight as I stand inside the rain

Bb         C7
Everybody knows

B7                   C7
That Baby's got new clothes

      Bb Am     Gm   F      C7
But late-ly     I   see her ribbons and her bows

      Dm      F  Bb   C11   |  C7  |  C9  |  C7
Have fallen from her curls


Chorus:

C7    F    Am   Gm  F Bb
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does

      F         Am   Gm  F Bb
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does

          F    Am   Gm  F B
And she aches just like a woman

        C11    C7          C9     C7  F
But she breaks just like a little     girl.

Verse 2

Queen Mary, she's my friend.
Yes I believe I'll go see her again.
Noboby has to guess,
That baby can't be blessed,
'Till she finally sees that she's like all the rest.
With her fog,
Her amphetamines
And her pearls

Chorus

Bridge :

       A7
It was raining from the first


And I was dying of thirst

     F
So I came in here

        A7
And you long time curse hurts

                        Bb
But whats worse is this pain in here

C11      C7         C9  C6  
 I can't stay in here

C11      C7   C9 C7
Ain't it   clear that 

Verse 3
I just can't fit.
Yes I believe it's time for us to quit.
And when we meet again,
Introduced as friends,
Please don't let on that you knew me when,
I was hungry,
And it was your world then.

Just Like A Woman

Am C G
Been so long since a strange woman slept in my bed,
D
See how sweet she sleeps,
Am C G
How free must be her dreams.
Am C G
In another lifetime she must of owned the world,
G
Or been faithfully wed,
D
To some righteous king who wrote love songs,
Am C G
Beside moonlit streams,


Am G D Am C G
I and I, in Creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives,
Am G D Am
I and I, One said to the other, no mans sees my face and lives.

I And I

C       G            F          G7
With your mercury mouth in the missionary times,
         C         G              F            G
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes,
         F      C               Dm    G7   C
And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes,
    C           Dm          G7   G
Oh, who do they think could bury you?

          C               G      F   G7
With your pockets well protected at last,
         C         G                 F            G
And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass,
         F          C              Dm   G7   C
And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass,
C              Dm     G7    G
who could they get to carry you?

Dm                   C  G
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Dm                                   C  G7  G
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
   C   G     F     C  F    C  G
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Dm                        G7   G
Should I put them by your gate,
Dm                          C    G
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

          C           G              F         G7
With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace, 
         C             G           F            G
And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace,
         F        C                Dm  G7 C
And your basement clothes and your hollow face,
C                  Dm                G7    G
Who among them can think he could outguess you?

          C          G        F        G7
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
          C    G         F         G
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims,
         F          C              Dm G7 C
And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns,
C                    Dm       G7    G
Who among them would try to impress you?

Dm                   C  G
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Dm                                   C  G7  G
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,

   C   G     F     C  F    C  G7
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Dm                        G7   G
Should I put them by your gate,
Dm                          C    G
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

    C        G                F       G7
The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
               C    G            F     G
Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss,
        F        C             Dm     G7   C
And you wouldn't know it would happen like this,
C                         Dm            G7   G
But who among them really wants just to kiss you?

          C         G              F        G7
With your childhood flames on your midnight rug,
         C       G                F        G
And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs,
         F      C              Dm G7  C
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs,
C                     Dm            G7   G
Who among them do you think could resist you?

Dm                   C  G
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Dm                                   C  G7  G
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
   C   G     F     C  F    C  G7
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Dm                         G7   G
Should I put them by your gate,
Dm                          C    G
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
To show you the dead angels that they used to hide.
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
Oh, how could they ever mistake you?

They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm,
But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm,
And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms,
How could they ever, ever persuade you?

Dm                   C  G
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Dm                                   C  G7  G
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
   C   G     F     C  F    C  G7
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Dm                         G7   G
Should I put them by your gate,
Dm                          C    G
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row,
And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go,
And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show,
Who among them do you think would employ you?

Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole
With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold,
And your saint like face and your ghostlike soul,
Oh, who among them do you think could destroy you

Dm                   C  G
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Dm                                   C  G7  G
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
   C   G     F     C  F    C  G7
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Dm                         G7   G
Should I put them by your gate,
Dm                          C    G
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

Sad-eyed Lady Of The Lowlands

Blonde On Blonde

   Am                         B                               E
Someone's got it in for me, they're planting stories in the press 
  Am                                        B                         E
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out but when they will I can only guess
      C#m           G#m                F#m             E
They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy
 C#m             G#m               F#m               E
She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me
          G#m            A
I can't help it if I'm lucky

People see me all the time and they just can't remember how to act 
Their minds are filled with big ideas, images and distorted facts  
Even you, yesterday you had to ask me where it was at 
I couldn't believe after all these years
You didn't know me better than that, sweet lady 

CHORUS #1:
 E            A                               E
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your mouth
   A                                 B
Blowing down the backroads headin' south  
 E              A                             E
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth
                  A             B                                E
You're an idiot babe, it's a wonder that you still know how to breathe 

(...)

Idiot Wind

Intro: 
D A  G D

Verse:
D                 F#m
T'was in another lifetime
G                 D
One of toil and blood
D                     F#m
When blackness was a virtue
G
And the road was full of mud
  D                 F#m
I came in from the wilderness
G
A creature void of form
      D                   F#m        G                D
"Come in," she said "I'll give ya, shelter from the storm"

Verses are all the same

Shelter From The Storm

Intro;E Emaj7 E7 A Am E B A E B

E
They sat together in the park
Emaj7
As the evening sky grew dark
E7                                    A
She looked at him and he felt a spark tingle to his bones
Am                            E      B          A                           
It was then he felt alone and wished that he'd gone straight
E                   F#
And watched out for a simple twist of fate.


Simple Twist Of Fate

[A]     [Asus4] [Asus2]     [A]     [Asus4] [Asus2]
[A]Early one morning the sun[G] was shinin'
[A]I was layin' in be[G]d.
[A]Wondering if she'd chan[G]ged at all
If her [D]hair was still red.
[A]Her folks they said that our live[G]s together,
[A]Sure was gonna be roug[G]h.
They [A]never did like Mama's [G]home-made dress,
Papa's b[A]ank book wasn't big enough.
And [E]I was standing on the [F#m]side of the road,
[A]Rain falling on my sho[D]es.
[E]Heading out for the old east[F#m] coast,
Lord kn[A]ows I've paid some d[D]ues,
Getting throug[E]h,
[G]Tangled [D]up in blu[A]E.[Asus4][Asus2][A][Asus4][Asus2]


She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam I guess
But I used a little too much force
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out west
Split up on a sad dark night
Both agreeing it was best
She turned around to look at me
As I was walking away
I heard her say over her shoulder
We'll meet again some day
On the avenue
Tangled up in Blue

I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that  much
And one day the axe just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I was lucky to be employed
Workin' for a while on a fishing boat
Right outside of Delacroix
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind
I seen alot of women
But she never escaped my mind
And I just grew
Tangled up in blue

{np}
She was working in topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept looking at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear
And later on when the crowd thinned out
I was just about to do the same
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me Don't I know your name
I muttered something undernaeth my breath
She studdied the lines on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces
Of my shoe
Tangled up in blue

She lit a burner on the stove
And offered me a pipe
I thought you'd never say hello she said
You look like the silent type
Then open up a book of poems 
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
>From the thirteenth century
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burning coal
Pourin' off of every page
Like it was written in my soul
>From me to you
Tangled up in blue

I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air
Then he started dealing in slaves
And something inside of died
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside.
And when the bottom finally feel out
I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keeping on
Like a bird that flew
Tangled up in blue

So now I'm going on back again
I got to get to her some how
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenters wives
Don'ty know how it all got started
I don't know what they're doing with their lives
But me, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
We always did feel the same
We just saw it from a different point
Of view
Tangled up in blue.


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Tangled Up In Blue

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E             E          
I've seen love go by my door,
      Dbm               A
It's never been this close before
  E                       B     
Never been so easy or so slow. 
 E                   E 
Been shooting in the dark too long
   Dbm               A               
When somethin's not right it's wrong 
  E                  B              E
Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go
 
 
  E               E          
Dragon clouds so high above 
  Dbm             A
I've only known careless love
   E                     B      
It's always hit me from below 
 E                   E
This time around it's more correct
    Dbm          A         
Right on target, so direct 
  E                 B             E
Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go
 
 
  E                  E           
Purple clover, Queen Anne's Lace,
  Dbm                   A 
Crimson hair across your face
  E                         B            
You could make me cry if you don't know. 
E                          E  
Can't remember what I was thinkin' of
    Dbm             A                  
You might be spoilin' me too much love,
  E                B                 E
Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go
 
 
    B                             E     
Flowers on the hillside, bloomin' crazy 
 B                            E
Crickets talkin' back and forth in rhyme
     Gb                               A          
Blue river runnin' slow and lazy I could stay 
                                     B  
with you forever and never realize the time
 
 
  E             E         
Situations have ended sad 
  Dbm                   A 
Relationships have all been bad
       E                         B        
Mine've been like Verlaine's and Rimbaud.
E                         E 
But there's no way I can compare
  Dbm              A            
All those scenes to this affair 
 E                  B                E
Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go
 
 
B                               E       
Yer gonna make me wonder what I'm doin' 
B                     E
Stayin' far behind without you
   Gb
Yer gonna make me wonder what I'm sayin'
  A                                    B
Yer gonna make me give myself a good talkin' to
 
 
  E                  E   
I'll look for you in old Honolulu
  Dbm                 A 
San Francisco, Ashtabula
  E                       B     Bsus4
Yer gonna have to leave me now, I know
  E                        E  
But I'll see you in the sky above
     Dbm              A 
In the tall grass, in the ones I love
  E                 B                 E
Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go
  E                 B                 E
Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go
  E                 B                 E
Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go

You're Gonna Make Me (lonesome When You Go)

Blood On The Tracks

Intro: G   C/G  G  C/G  G

                  G
Ev'ry thing's all right
               F
And then she's all the time in my neighborhood
    Am           
She cries both day and night
          G
I know it 'cause she was there

       G                   F
It's a milestone but she's down on her luck
       Am
And the day makes her lonely
       G
And it's so hard to buck, I was there

    C                                Em
I believe that she'd stop him if she'd fine time to care
    F                              C
I believe that she'd look upon beside 'em and care
         F                               C
And I'd go by her now and she's on my way
               G          C/G  G  C/G  G        
But I don't belong there

     G    
No I don't belong to her
           F
I don't belong to anybody
        Am
She's my prize forsaken angel
            G
But she don't hear me cry
         G                  
She's a lone-hearted mystic 
        F
And she can carry on
        Am      
When I'm there, she's all right
          G
But she's not when I'm gone

         C                       Em
Heaven knows she's the answer she don't call on no one
         F                         C
She's a wave, a thing of beauty she's mine for the one

         C                      Em
And I'm not hesitating by temptation lest it runs
         F                        G                   
Which she don't follow me but I'm not there, I'm gone

         G                  F
Now I'll cry tonight, like I cried the night before
         Am                          G
And I'll feast on her eyes but I'll dream about the door
   G                        F      
So long, Jesus, savior, blind faith worth to tell
    Am                              G    C/G  G  C/G
It don't have consolation she's my love far thee well

    C                        Em
Her smile is contagious I was born to love her
        F                               C
But she knows that the kingdom waits so high above her
      C                       Em
And I run but I race but it's not too fast or soon
      F                              G
I'll try and not deceive her I'm not there, I'm gone

     G                       F
It's all about confusion and I cry for her pale
        Am                G
I don't need anybody now beside me to tell
           G                    F
Cause it's all affirmation I've recieved but it's not
  Am                           G
I wish I was beside but I'm not there I'm gone

I'm Not There

G          F           C           G
I married Isis on the fifth day of May
G                    F         C     G
But I could not hold on to her very long
G               F           C            G
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away
G                    F              C            G
For the wild unkown country where I could not go wrong

Isis

Intro: G  F     C  G  (play two times)

C                 D                C                   G
Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of a-who knows when
C             D           C                 G
Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion
C             D              C               G
Always on the outside of whatever side there was
          Em                      G
When they asked him why it had to be that way,
           C         /b      Am
"Well," he answered, "just because."


C             D       C                 G
Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to last.
C                D           C                     G
They called Joe "Crazy," the baby they called "Kid Blast."
C                       D            C               G
Some say they lived off gambling and runnin' numbers too.
   Em                     G
It always seemed they got caught between
    C           /b     Am
the mob and the men in blue.

G     C      Am
Joey, Jooooooey,
G           Em       C        Am
King of the streets, child of clay.
G     C      Am
Joey, Jooooooey,
G              F                C         G
What made them want to come and blow you away?

(Intro)

There was talk they killed their rivals, but the truth was far from that
No one ever knew for sure where they were really at.
When they tried to strangle Larry, Joey almost hit the roof.
He went out that night to seek revenge
thinkin' he was bulletproof.

The war broke out at the break of dawn, it emptied out the streets
Joey and his brothers suffered terrible defeats
Till they ventured out behind the lines and took five prisoners.
They stashed them away in a basement
called them amateurs.

The hostages were tremblin' when they heard a man exclaim,
"Let's blow this place to kingdom come, let Con Edison take the blame."
But Joey stepped up, he raised his hand, said, "We're not those kind of men.
It's peace and quiet that we need
to go back to work again."

Joey, Joey,
King of the streets, child of clay.
Joey, Joey,
What made them want to come and blow you away?

The police department hounded him, they called him Mr. Smith
They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with.
"What time is it?" said the judge to Joey when they met
"Five to ten," said Joey. The judge says,
"That's exactly what you get."

He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich
They threw him in the hole one time for tryin' to stop a strike.
His closest friends were black men 'cause they seemed to understand
What it's like to be in society
with a shackle on your hand.

When they let him out in '71 he'd lost a little weight
But he dressed like Jimmy Cagney and I swear he did look great.
He tried to find the way back into the life he left behind
To the boss he said, "I have returned
and now I want what's mine."

Joey, Joey,
King of the streets, child of clay.
Joey, Joey,
Why did they have to come and blow you away?

It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun
"I'm around too many children," he'd say, "they should never know of one."
Yet he walked right into the clubhouse of his lifelong deadly foe,
Emptied out the register, said,
"Tell 'em it was Crazy Joe."

One day they blew him down in a clam bar in New York
He could see it comin' through the door as he lifted up his fork.
He pushed the table over to protect his family
Then he staggered out into the streets
of Little Italy.

Joey, Joey,
King of the streets, child of clay.
Joey, Joey,
What made them want to come and blow you away?

Sister Jacqueline and Carmela and mother Mary all did weep.
I heard his best friend Frankie say, "He ain't dead, he's just asleep."
Then I saw the old man's limousine head back towards the grave
I guess he had to say one last goodbye
to the son that he could not save.

The sun turned cold over President Street and the town of Brooklyn mourned
They said a mass in the old church near the house where he was born.
And someday if God's in heaven overlookin' His preserve
I know the men that shot him down,
they'll get what they deserve.

Joey, Joey,
King of the streets, child of clay.
Joey, Joey,
What made them want to come and blow you away?

Joey

D                                   A
Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun 
                       G   D
Dust on my face and my cape,
                        A
Me and Magdalena on the run 
                              G   D
I think this time we shall escape.
 

Sold my guitar to the baker's son
For a few crumbs and a place to hide,
But I can get another one
And I'll play for Magdalena as we ride.
 

    A
    No llores, mi querida

    Dios nos vigila
                                     G  D
    Soon the horse will take us to Durango. 
      A
    Agarrame, mi vida
    Soon the desert will be gone
                                    G  D
    Soon you will be dancing the fandango.

Romance In Durango

Am   F   Am   F

Am                              F
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Am                             F
enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Am                          F
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Am                            F
Cries out "My God they killed them all!"
C                           F
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
C                          F
The man the authorities came to blame
Dm                          C
for something that he never done
Dm                       C  
Put in a prison cell but one time 
Em                Am   F                   C  G  Am  F  Am  F
he could have been the champion of the world

Three bodied lying there does Patty see
and another man named Bello moving mysteriously
"I didn't do it" he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbin the register, I hope you understand
I saw them leavin," he says and he stops
One of us had better call the cops
so Patty calls the cops
and they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin
in the hot New Jersey night

Meanwhile somewhere in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around
number one contender for the middleweight crown
had no idea what kind of shit was about to go down
when a cop pulled him over on the side of the road
just like the time before and the time before that
in Paterson that just the ways things go
If you black you might as well not show up on the streets 
Less you wanna draw the heat

Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin around
He said "I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out of state plates"
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said "Wait a minute boys, this one's not dead"
so they took him to the infirmary
and although this man could hardly see
they told him that he could identify the guilty men

Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in
Take him to the hospital and bring him upstairs
the wounded man looks up though his one dying eye
says "why'd you bring him here for? he ain't the guy!"
Yes, here the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame 
for something that he never done
put in a prison cell but one time he could've been
the champion of the world

Four months later the ghetto's in flame
Rubin's in South America fightin for his name
while Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
and the cops are puttin the screw to him looking for somebody to blame
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might have been that fighter that you saw running that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white"

Arthur Dexter Bradley said "I'm really not sure"
Cops said "A poor boy like you could really use a break
We got you for the motel job and were talking to your friend Bello
Now you don't want to ave to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
You'll be doin' society a favor 
That son of a bitch is brave and getting braver
We want to put his ass in the stir
We want to pin this trip murder on him
He ain't ne Gentleman Jim"

Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
he never did like to talk about it all that much
It's my work he'd say, I do it for pay
and when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
up to some paradise
where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
and ride a horse along a trail
but then they took him to the jail house 
where they try to make a man into a mouse

All of Rubin's card were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
the judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
to the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
but to the black folks he was a crazy nigger
no one doubted that he pulled the trigger
and though they could not produce the gun
the D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed

Rubin Carter was falsely tried
the crime was murder "one", guess who testified?
Bello and Bradley and the both badly lied
and the newspapers all went along for the ride
how can the life of such a man 
be in the palm of some fool's hand?
to see him obviously framed
couldn't help but be ashamed to live in a land
where justice is a game

Now all the criminal in their coats and their ties
are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
while Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten foot cell
and innocent man in a living hell
that's the story of the Hurricane
but it won't be over till they clear him name
and give him back the time he's done
put in a prison cell but one time he could've been
the champion of the world

Hurricane

Desire

Dm               Csus2  Dm
Come you masters of     war
Dm                 Csus2  Dm 
You that build the big    guns
Dm                 Csus2  Dm 
You that build the death  planes
Dm       Csus2         Dm 
You that build all the bombs
Dm              Csus2  Dm 
You that hide behind   walls
Dm       Csus2       Dm 
You that hide behind desks
Dm                 Csus2                       Dm 
I just want you to know I can see through your masks

Masters Of War

Blowing in the wind


C        F            C        Am
How many roads must a man walk down, 
C      F               G  -  G7
before they call him a man?
C        F           C          Am
How many seas must a white dove sail,
C          F             G  -  G7
before she sleeps in the sand?
C        F              C            Am
How many times must the cannon balls fly,
C              F       G  -  G7 
before they&#8217;re forever banned ?
 
    F          G          C              Am
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind,
    F         G              C
the answer is blowing in the wind.
 
C        F           C        Am
How many years can a mountain exist,
C            F             G  -  G7
before it is washed to the sea?
C        F              C      Am,
How many years can some people exist,
C              F             G  -  G7
before they&#8217;re allowed to be free?
C        F           C            Am
How many times can a man turn his head, 
       C            F            G  -  G7
and pretend that he just doesn&#8217;t see?       

    F          G          C              Am
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind,
    F         G              C
the answer is blowing in the wind.
 
C        F            C        Am
How many times must a man look up,
C             F       G  -  G7
before he can see the sky?
C        F         C       Am
How many ears must one man have,
C             F           G  -  G7
before he can hear people cry?   
C        F              C            Am
How many deaths will it take till he knows,
C             F           G  -  G7
that too many people have died?       

    F          G          C              Am
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind,
    F         G              C
the answer is blowing in the wind.

Blowing In The Wind

D                  A              Bm        
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
G                  D    A 
It don't matter anyhow. 
D                      A              Bm        
And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
E7                   A    A7 
If you don't know by now. 
D                              D7            
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
G                        E7           
Look out your window and I'll be gone
D          A          Bm         G  
You're the reason I'm travellin' on
D           A             D      A 
Don't think twice, it's alright. 

It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
A light I never knowed 
It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road 
But I wish there were something you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin' anyway
So don't think twice, it's alright. 

So it ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
Like you never done before 
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
I can't hear you anymore 
I'm a-thinkin' and a-wonderin' walking down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I am told
I'd give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don't think twice, it's alright. 

So long honey babe
where I'm bound, I can't tell 
goodbye is too good a word babe
so I'll just say fare the well 
I ain't a sayin' you treated me unkind
you coulda done better but, I don't mind
you just kinda wasted my precious time
Don't think twice, it's all right

Don't Think Twice

Intro : F C F C

      C    F           C        Am
How many roads must a man walk down
 C           F          G
Before they call him a man?
          C           F        C          Am
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
 C          F              G
Before she sleeps in the sand?
          C          F            C           Am
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
 C              F       G
Before they're forever banned?
  F               G       C                Am
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
     F          G             C
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

     C      F          C       Am
How many years can a mountain exist
 C           F            G
Before it's washed to the sea?
             C       F           C       Am
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
        C       F               G
Before they're allowed to be free?
             C       F         C          Am
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
       C       F            G
Pretending he just doesn't see?
  F               G       C                Am
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
     F          G             C
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

    C        F       C         Am
How many times must a man look up
 C       F             G
Before he can see the sky?
      C            F         C       Am
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
 C             F           G
Before he can hear people cry?
            C         F             C            Am
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
          C    F             G
That too many people have died?
  F               G       C                Am
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
     F          G             C
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Blowin' In The Wind

C C4 C C4 C
Oh, were have you been, my blue-eyed son?
C G7
Oh, were have you been, my darling young one?
F G7 C
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
F G7 C
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,
F G7 C
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,
F G7 C
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
F G7 C
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard.
Refrain:
C G7 C F
And its's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard.
C G7 C C4 C
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Hard Rain

G Am
While riding on a train going west
C D
I fell asleep for to take my rest.
D7 D G
I dreamed a dream that made me sad
Am D C G
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had.

G Am
With half damp eyes I stared to the room
C D
Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon,
D7 D G
Where we together weathered many a storm,
Am D C G
Laughing and singing 'till the early hours of the morn.

G Am
By the old wooden stove where our hats were hung,
C D
Our words were told and our songs were sung;
D7 D G
We longed for nothing and were satisfied
Am D C G
Talking and joking about the world outside.

G Am
With haunted hearts through the heat and cold,
C D
We never thought we could get very old
D7 D G
We thought we could sit forever in fun
Am D C G
Though our chances really were a million to one.

G Am
As easy it was to tell black from white,
It was all that easy to tell wrong from right;
D7 D G
Our choices were few and the thought never hit
Am D C G
That the one road we traveled would ever shatter and split.

G Am
Ah many a year has passed and gone,
C D
And many a gamble has been lost and won;
D7 D G
And many a road taken by many a friend,
Am D C G
And each one of them I've never seen again.

G Am
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,
C D
That we could sit simply in that room once again;
D7 D G
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat,
Am D C G
I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be like that.

G Am
While riding on a train going west
C D
I fell asleep for to take my rest.
D7 D G
I dreamed a dream that made me sad
Am D C G
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had.

Bob Dylan's Dream

VERSE #1
CHORUS
VERSE #2
CHORUS
VERSE #3
CHORUS twice





CHORUS:

C             D         G              C 
The answer my friend, is blowin in the wind.

              D             G
The answer is blowin in the wind.





VERSES #1

G        C            D        G                C          D
How many roads must a man walk down, before you call him a man?

G        C            D         G                C             D
How many seas must a white dove sail, before she sleeps in the sand?

G        C              D           G                   C       
How many times must the cannonballs fly, before they're forever 

D
banned?





VERSES #2

G        C            D         G                 C             D
How many years can a mountain exist, before it is washed to the sea?

G        C             D         G                  C              
How many years can some people exist, before they're allowed to be 

D
free? 

G        C            D           G                         C            
How many times can a man turn his head, and pretend that he just 

        D
doesn't see?





VERSES #3

G        C            D        G                 C       D
How many times must a man look up, before he can see the sky?

G        C         D         G                 C           D
How many ears must one man have, before he can hear people cry?

G        C              D             G                  C              
How many deaths will it take 'till he knows, that too many people have 

D
died?

Blowin In The Wind

G    C  G

G
Honey, just allow me one more chance
   C               G
To get along with you.
G
Honey, just allow me one more chance,
  A7                  D
Ah'll do anything for you.
           G
Well, I'm a-walkin' down the road
       G7
With my head in my hand,
    C
I'm lookin' for a woman
  A7
Needs a worried man.
       G         D       G    C
Just-a one kind favor I ask you,
G                D        G
'Low me just-a one more chance.

# [harmonica solo]

G
Honey, just allow me one more chance
    C              G   
To ride your aeroplane.
G
Honey, just allow me one more chance
   A7                  D
To ride your passenger train.
               G
Well, I've been lookin' all over
        G7
For a gal like you,
        C
I can't find nobody else
      A7
So you'll have to do.
    G            D       G    C
Just-a one kind favor I ask you,
G                  D       G
'Low me just-a one more chance.

# [harmonica solo]

G
Honey, just allow me one more chance
   C              G
To get along with you.
G
Honey, just allow me one more chance
  A7                   D
Ah'll do anything for you.
         G
Well, lookin' for a woman
        G7
That ain't got no man,
          C
Is just lookin' for a needle
        A7
That is lost in the sand.
       G        D       G       C
Just-a one kind favor I ask you,
G               D          G
'Low me just-a one more chance.

# [harmonica solo]

     G               D       G    C
It's just-a one kind favor I ask you,
G                D        G
'Low me just-a one more chance.

Honey, Just Allow Me One More Chance

The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan

           C
Well, that big dumb blonde
         F
With her wheel of gorge
    C
And Turtle, that friend of theirs
         G
With his checks all forged
        C
And his cheeks in a chunk
         F
With his cheese in the cash
        C
They're all gonna be there
        G              C
At that million dollar bash
Am         F   C
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Am         F   C
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
          G6             C
It's that million dollar bash

Ev'rybody from right now
To over there and back
The louder they come
The bigger they crack
Come now, sweet cream
Don't forget to flash
We're all gonna meet
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash

Well, I took my counselor
Out to the barn
Silly Nelly was there
She told him to yarn
along came Jones
Emptied the trash
Ev'rybody went down
To that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash

Well, I'm hittin' it too hard
My stones won't take
I get up in the mornin'
But it's too early to wake
First it's hello, goodbye
Then push and then crash
But we're all gonna make it
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash

Well, I looked at my watch
I looked at my wrist
I punched myself in the face
With my fist
I took my potatoes
Down to be mashed
Then I made it on over
To that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash

Million Dollar Bash

A Bm
They say everything can be replaced
C#m Bm A E7
Yet every distance is not near
A Bm
So I remember every face
C#m Bm A E7
Of every man who put me here.
A Bm
I see my light come shining
C#m Bm A
From the west unto the east.
A
Any day now,
Bm
Any day now,
C#m Bm A
I shall be released

I Shall Be Released

The Basement Tapes Sampler: The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11

Intro   	C	G	C	G   G	G

THE PATTERN
GGGG/CC/GG/DD/GG

Thunder on the mountain, and there's fires on the moon   	(G G)
A ruckus in the alley and the sun will be here soon 		(G G)
Today's the day, gonna grab my trombone and blow		(C, C, G, G)
Well, there's hot stuff here and it's everywhere I go 		(D, D, G, G)

I was thinkin' 'bout Alicia Keys, couldn't keep from crying 	(G G)
When she was born in Hell's Kitchen, I was living down the line	(G G)
I'm wondering where in the world Alicia Keys could be 		(C, C, G, G)
I been looking for her even clear through Tennessee 		(D, D, G, G)

Feel like my soul is beginning to expand 			(G G)
Look into my heart and you will sort of understand		(G G)
You brought me here, now you're trying to run me away 	        (C, C, G, G)
The writing on the wall, come read it, come see what it say 	(D, D, G, G)

INSTRUMENTAL

Thunder on the mountain, rollin' like a drum 			(G G)
Gonna sleep over there, that's where the music coming from 	(G G)
I don't need any guide, I already know the way 		(C, C, G, G)
Remember this, I'm your servant both night and day 	(D, D, G, G)


The pistols are poppin' and the power is down 	(G G)
I'd like to try somethin' but I'm so far from town (G G)
The sun keeps shinin' and the North Wind keeps picking up speed (C, C, G, G)
Gonna forget about myself for a while, gonna go out and see what others need 	(D, D, G, G)


I've been sittin' down studyin' the art of love (G G)
I think it will fit me like a glove (G G)
I want some real good woman to do just what I say (C, C, G, G)
Everybody got to wonder what's the matter with this cruel world today 
(D, D, G, G)

INSTUMENTAL

Thunder on the mountain rolling to the ground 	(G G)
Gonna get up in the morning walk the hard road down (G G)
Some sweet day I'll stand beside my king (C, C, G, G)
I wouldn't betray your love or any other thing 	(D, D, G, G)

Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of bitches (G G)
I'll recruit my army from the orphanages (G G)
I been to St. Herman's church, said my religious vows (C, C, G, G)
I've sucked the milk out of a thousand cows (D, D, G, G)

I got the porkchops, she got the pie (G G)
She ain't no angel and neither am I (G G)
Shame on your greed, shame on your wicked schemes (C, C, G, G)
I'll say this, I don't give a damn about your dreams (D, D, G, G)

INSTUMENTAL

Thunder on the mountain heavy as can be (G G)
Mean old twister bearing down on me (G G)
All the ladies in Washington scrambling to get out of town (C, C, G, G)
Looks like something bad gonna happen, better roll your airplane down 	
(D, D, G, G)

Everybody going and I want to go too (G G)
Don't wanna take a chance with somebody new (G G)
I did all I could, I did it right there and then (C, C, G, G)
I've already confessed - no need to confess again (D, D, G, G)

Gonna make a lot of money, gonna go up north (G G)
I'll plant and I'll harvest what the earth brings forth (G G)
The hammer's on the table, the pitchfork's on the shelf (C, C, G, G)
For the love of God, you ought to take pity on yourself (D, D, G, G)

Thunder On The Mountain

       C            C7            F/C     Dm      
In the still of the night, in the world's ancient light
      C/G    G           C/G
Where wisdom grows up in strife
     C        C7     F/C      Dm
My bewildered brain, toils in vain
            C/G             G           C/G
Through the darkness on the pathways of life
       F                 Fm
Each invisible prayer is like a cloud in the air
  C            D       G
Tomorrow keeps turning around
   C           C7      F/C      Dm
We live and we die, we know not why
            C/G               G         C/G        
But I'll be with you when the deal goes down

When The Deal Goes Down

A
There's an evenin' haze settlin' over the town
C#m
Starlight by the edge of the creek
D
The buyin' power of the proletariat's gone down
E
Money's gettin' shallow and weak
A
The place I love best is a sweet memory
C#m
It's a new path that we trod
D
They say low wages are a reality
E
If we want to compete abroad

A
My cruel weapons have been put on the shelf
C#m
Come sit down on my knee
D
You are dearer to me than myself
E
As you yourself can see
A
I'm listenin' to the steel rails hum
C#m
Got both eyes tight shut
D
Just sitting here trying to keep the hunger from
E
Creeping it's way into my gut

CHORUS
D                            E
Meet me at the bottom, don't lag behind
D                     A
Bring me my boots and shoes
D                                    E
You can hang back or fight your best on the front line
D                                       A
Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues

Workingmans Blues 2

Modern Times

     G             Em         C        G
Come gather 'round people wherever you roam
      G            Em      C              D
And admit that the waters around you have grown
      G            Em             C               G
And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone
        G       Em           D
If your time to you is worth savin'
         Cadd9        Em7                Cadd9       Em7
Then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone,
        G           C     D       G
For the times, they are a chang - in'

Times They Are A-changin

The Times They Are A-Changin'

     G             Em         C        G
Come gather 'round people wherever you roam
      G            Am      C              D
And admit that the waters around you have grown
      G            Em             C               G
And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone
        G       Am           D
If your time to you is worth savin'
         D            D7                 Gmaj7       D
Then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone,
        G                 C       D  G
For the times, they are a chang - in'

     G             Em         C         G
Come writers and critics who prophecies with your pen
      G            Am       C                 D
And keep your eyes wide the chance won't come again
      G             Em             C               G
And don't speak too soon for the wheel's still in spin
            G          Am            D
And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'
        D         D7      Gmaj7    D
For the loser now will be later to win
        G                 C     D  G
For the times they are a-changin'
  
     G             Em             C        G
Come senators, congressmen please heed the call
      G            Am       C                  D
Don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall
       G         Em           C          G
For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled
          G          Am           D
There's a battle outside and it's ragin'
      D          D7               Gmaj7       D
It'll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
        G                C     D  G
For the times they are a-changin'

     G             Em         C         G
Come mothers and fathers throughout the land
      G             Am       C          D
And don't criticize what you don't understand
      G            Em             C          G
Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command
      G          Am       D
Your old road is rapidly agin'
           D          D7             Gmaj7        D
Please get out of the new one if you can't lend a hand
        G                C     D  G
For the times they are a-changin'

     G          Em       C           G
The line it is drawn the curse it is cast
    G        Am       C        D
The slow one now will later be fast
   G           Em       C        G
As the present now will later be past
    G        Am       D
The order is rapidly fadin'
        D         D7        Gmaj7    D
And the first one now will later be last
        G                C      D  G
For the times they are a-changin'

The Times They Are A-changin'

A#             Gm         A#        A#
Come gather 'round people wherever you roam
      A#            Gm      A#              C
And admit that the waters around you have grown
      A#            Gm             A#               A#
And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone
        A#       Gm           C
If your time to you is worth savin'
         C            C7                 A#           C
Then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone,
        A#      A#          C       A#
For the times, they are a chang - in'

     A#           Gm          A#                    A#
Come writers and critics who prophecies with your pen
    A#              Gm              A#           C
And keep your eyes wide the chance won't come again
          A#         Gm           A#                A#
And don't speak too soon for the wheel's still in spin
            A#          Gm            C
And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'
        C     C7          A#        C
For the loser now will be later to win
        A#     A#          C     A#
For the times they are a-changin'

The Times They Are A Changin

H                              
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G|-----------0-----|-----------0-----|-----------0-----|-----------0-----|
                                                                           
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Boots Of Spanish Leather

The Times They Are A-Changin'

I'll Be Your Baby Tonight

      F
Close your eyes, close the door
          G       G7
You don't have to worry any more  
Bb      C    F      C
I'll be your baby tonight 

     F
Shut the light, shut the shade
          G          G7
You don't have to be afraid  
Bb      C    F      C
I'll be your baby tonight 

BRIDGE:
      Bb                          
Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away
F
We're gonna forget it  
     G
That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon
    C
But we're gonna let it, you won't regret it 

     F
Kick your shoes off, do not fear
           G           G7
Bring that bottle over here
Bb      C    F      C
I'll be your baby tonight 

      Bb                          
Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away
F
We're gonna forget it  
     G
That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon
     C
But we're gonna let it, you won't regret it 

     F
Kick your shoes off, do not fear
           G           G7
Bring that bottle over here
Bb      C    F      C
I'll be your baby tonight 
Bb      C    F      C
I'll be your baby tonight

I'll Be Your Baby Tonight

Repeat the following chords for each line of the lyrics below:
Am - G - F - G

"There must be some way out of here,"
said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, 
I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, 
plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line 
know what any of it is worth."

"No reason to get excited," 
the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us 
who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we've been through that, 
and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, 
the hour is getting late."

All along the watchtower, 
princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, 
barefoot servants, too.
Outside in the distance 
a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, 
the wind began to howl.

All Along The Watchtower

C                                    E7
Dear Landlord, please don't put a price on my soul,
Am             Am7   F            Em         Dm
My burden is heavy, my dreams are beyond control.
F                             F7
When that steamboat whistle blows,
Bb
I'm gonna give you all I got to give,
C             Dm7      C      C7
And I do hope you receive it well,
           F          Gm                Dm     F   G
Depending on the way you feel that you live.

Dear Landlord

C               Em
Well, Frankie Lee and Judas Priest,
     Dm                        C
They were the best of friends.
        C                  Em 
So when Frankie Lee needed money one day,
      Dm                                C
Judas quickly pulled out a roll of tens
    C                    Em
And placed them on a footstool
     Dm                      C
Just above the plotted plain,
        C                Dm
Sayin', "Take your pick, Frankie Boy,
   Em                       C
My loss will be your gain."

      C               Em
Well, Frankie Lee, he sat right down
            Dm                   C
And put his fingers to his chin,
    C                        Em
But with the cold eyes of Judas on him,
    Dm                  C
His head began to spin.
       C                         Em
"Could ya please not stare at me like that," he said,
      Dm                     C 
"It's just my foolish pride,
    C                       Em
For sometimes a man must be alone
    Dm                         C 
And this is no place to hide."

     C              Em
Well Judas, he just winked and said,
         Dm                     C 
"All right, I'll leave you here,
C                             Em
But you'd better hurry up and choose
                         Dm                      
Which of those bills you want,
                             C
Before they all disappear."
 C                  Em
"I'm gonna start my pickin' right now,
     Dm                        C 
Just tell me where you'll be."

C                      Em
Judas pointed down the road
         Dm        C 
And said eternity,
 C               Em
"Eternity?" said Frankie Lee,
Dm                      C 
With a voice as cold as ice.
 C                          Em
"That's right," said Judas, "Eternity,
           Dm                         C 
Though you might call it 'Paradise.'"

 C                          Em
"I don't call it anything,"
     Dm                         C 
Said Frankie Lee with a smile.
 C                Em
"All right," said Judas Priest,
 Dm                           C 
"I'll see you after a while."

 C                    Em
Well, Frankie Lee, he sat back down,
Dm                    C 
Feelin' low and mean,
C                        Em
When just then a passing stranger
Dm                    C 
Burst upon the scene,
C                                 Em
Saying, "Are you Frankie Lee, the gambler,
      Dm                  C 
Whose father's deceased?
C                                 
Well, if you are,
          Em
There's a fellow callin' you down the road
         Dm                       C 
And they say his name is Priest."

 C                 Em
"Oh, yes, he is my friend,"
     Dm                       C 
Said Frankie Lee in fright,
 C               Em
"I do recall him very well,
   Dm                            C 
In fact, he just left my sight."
 C                              Em
"Yes, that's the one," said the stranger,
   Dm                C 
As quiet as a mouse,
 C                         Em
"Well, my message is, he's down the road,
Dm                    C 
Stranded in a house."

C                  Em
Well, Frankie Lee, he panicked,
           Dm                  C 
He dropped ev'rything and ran
C                       Em
Until he came unto the spot
      Dm               C 
Where Judas Priest did stand.
C                      Em
"What kind of house is this," he said,
 Dm                          C 
"Where I have come to roam?"
 C                       Em
"It's not a house," says Judas Priest,
            Dm                    C 
"It's not a house, it's a home."

 C                    Em
Well, Frankie Lee, he trembled,
   Dm                     C 
He soon lost all control
 C                    Em
Over everything which he had made
Dm                          C 
While the mission bells did toll.
C                   Em
He just stood there staring
                     Dm            C
At that big house as bright as any sun,
C                    Em
With four and twenty windows
      Dm                      C
And a woman's face in every one.

C                       Em
Well, up the stairs ran Frankie Lee
       Dm                      C
With a soulful, bounding leap,
C                   Em
And, foaming at the mouth,
            Dm                      C
He began to make his midnight creep.
C                      Em
For sixteen nights and days he raved,
    Dm                      C
But on the seventeenth he burst
C                Em
Into the arms of Judas Priest,
         Dm                      C
Which is where he died of thirst.

C               Em
No one tried to say a thing
          Dm                      C
When they carried him out in jest,
C                      Em
Except, of course, the little neighbour boy
Dm                       C
Who carried him to rest.
    C                    Em
And he just walked along, alone,
         Dm                       C
With his guilt all well concealed,
C                 Em
And muttered underneath his breath,
 Dm                    C
"Nothing is revealed."

C                      Em
Well, the moral of the story,
    Dm            C
The moral of this song,
C                         Em
Is simply that one should never be
      Dm                   C
Where one does not belong.
C                                       Em
So when you see your neighbour carryin' somethin',
Dm                C
Help him with his load,
    C                  Em
And don't go mistaking Paradise
         Dm                   C
For that home across the road.

The Ballad Of Frankie Lee And Judas Priest

John Wesley Harding

Your breath is sweet, your eyes are like [G] two jewels in the sky
[F]Your back is straight your hair is smooth on the [E] pillow where you lie.
[Am]But I don&#8217;t sense affection [G] no gratitude or love.
[F]Your loyalty is not me but [E] to the stars above

[F]One more cup of coffee for the [E] road.
[F]One more cup of coffee for I [E] go,
To the valley be[Am]low. [G][F][E]

Your [Am] daddy he&#8217;s an outlaw and [G] a wanderer by trade.
[F]He&#8217;ll teach you how to pick an choose and [E] how to throw the blade.
[Am]And he oversees his kingdom [G] so no stranger does intrude.
[F]His voice it trembles as he calls out for an [E] other plate of food

[F]One more cup of coffee for the [E] road.
[F]One more cup of coffee for I [E] go,
To the valley be[Am]low. [G][F][E]

Your [Am] sister sees the future [G] like your momma and yourself.
[F]You&#8217;ve never learned to read or write there&#8217;s [E] no books upon your shelf.
And [Am] your pleasure know no limits your [G] voice is like a meadow larks.
But your [F] heart is like an ocean [E] mysterious and dark.

[F]One more cup of coffee for the [E] road.
[F]One more cup of coffee for I [E] go,
To the valley be[Am]low. [G][F][E] [Am][G][F][E] [Am]

One More Cup Of Coffee (valley Below)

Bob Dylan At Budokan

Note: I use this variant of [Am], because I like it better:

A||--3--
E||-----
C||-----
G||--2--

and when I'm not fast enough for the [Bb] at the end, I just lazily play Bbsus2/-5: 

A||--1--
E||-----
C||-----
G||--3--

#LAY LADY LAY by Bob Dylan

[F]   [Am]    [Eb]   [Gm]    [F]   [Am]    [Eb]   [Gm]     
[F]Lay, lady, [Am]lay, [Eb]lay across my [Gm]big brass bed[F][Am][Eb][Gm]
[F]Lay, lady, [Am]lay, [Eb]lay across my [Gm]big brass bed[F][Am][Eb][Gm]

[C]Whatever [Dm]colours you have [F]in your mind
[C]I'll show them [Dm]to you [F]and you'll see them shine

[F]Lay, lady, [Am]lay, [Eb]lay across my [Gm]big brass bed[F][Am][Eb][Gm]
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile
Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile

[C]His clothes [Dm]are dirty but [F]his hands are clean
And you're the best thing that he's ever seen
[F]Stay, lady, [Am]stay, [Eb]stay with your m[Gm]an awh[F]ile[Am][Eb][Gm]

[Am]Why wait any longer for the [C]world to be[F]gin
[Am]You can have your cake and [Gm]eat it [F]too
[Am]Why wait any longer for the [C]one you [F]love
When he's stan[Am]ding in front of [Gm]you

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead
I long to see you in the morning light
I long to reach for you in the night
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead

[F]   [Am]    [Eb]   [Gm]    [Am]    [Bb]   [F]

Lay Lady Lay

G C D G
Well, if you're travellin' in the north country fair,
G
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
C G
Remember me to one who lives there
G C D G
She once was a true love of mine.

G C D G
Well, if you go in the snowflake storm
G
When the rivers freeze and summer ends
C G
Please see she has a coat so warm
G C D G
To keep her from the howlin' winds.

G C D G
Please see for me if her hair hangs long
G
If it rolls and flows all down her breast,
C G
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
G C D G
That's the way I remember her best.

G C D G
I'm a wonderin' if she remembers me at all
G
Many times I've often prayed
C G
In the darkness of my night
G C D G
In the brightness of my day.

G C D G
So if you're travellin' in the north country fair,
G
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
C G
Remember me to one who lives there,
G C D G
She once was a true love of mine.

Girl From The North Country

Nashville Skyline

G               C      G             D          G
Go 'way from my window leave at your own chosen speed
G                   C               G       D       G
I'm not the one you want, Babe, I'm not the one you need.
    Bm                 Am                Bm              Am
You say you're looking for someone never weak but always strong
      Bm             Am               Bm               Am
To protect you and defend you whether you are right or wrong
    C                          D
Someone to open each and every door
             G
But it ain't me, Babe,
C       D            G
No, no, no, it ain't me, Babe,
         C         D       G
It ain't me you're looking for, Babe. 

Go lightly from the ledge, Babe, go lightly on the ground,
I'm not the one you want, Babe, I will only let you down.
You say you're looking for someone 
who will promise never to part
Someone to close his eyes for you, someone to close his heart
Someone who will die for you and more 
But it ain't me, Babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, Babe,
It ain't me you're looking for, Babe.

Go melt back in the night, Babe, 
everything inside is made of stone,
There's nothing in here moving and anyway I'm not alone
You say you're looking for someone 
Who'll pick you up each time you fall,
To gather flowers constantly and to come each time you call
A love of your life and nothing more 
But it ain't me, Babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, Babe,
It ain't me you're looking for, Babe.

It Aint Me Babe

Another Side Of Bob Dylan

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#            Knockin' On Heaven's Door - Bob Dylan
---------------------------------------------------------------
# Tabbed by: Brandon

# Email: brandon.lampinen@gmail.com

# Tuning: Standard (G-C-E-A)

G               D               Am
  Mama, take this badge off of me
G       D          C
  I can't use it anymore.
G               D                       Am
  It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see
G                D                     C
  I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

G             D                    Am   
  Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
G             D                    C   
  Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
G             D                    Am   
  Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
G             D                    C   
# Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

G           D              Am        
  Mama, put my guns in the ground
G         D            C
  I can't shoot them anymore.
G               D                  Am
  That long black cloud is comin' down
G                D                    C 
  I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

G             D                    Am   
  Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
G             D                    C   
  Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
G             D                    Am   
  Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
G             D                    C   
  Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

# Thanks! Please rate! :) :)

Knockin' On Heaven's Door

C  G  F  4x 

C    G        Dm       
Oo - oo - oo  oo
C    G        F       
Oo - oo - oo  oo
C    G        Dm       
Oo - oo - oo  oo
C    G        F       
Oo - oo - oo  oo

C              G            Dm
Mama take this badge off of me
C       G          F
I can't use it any-more
C            G                        Dm
It's getting dark, too dark for me to see
C          G                   F   
I feel I'm knockin on heaven's door

C             G                    Dm
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
C             G                    F   
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
C             G                    Dm
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
C             G                    F   
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

C           G           Dm
Mama put my guns in the ground
C       G              F
I can't shoot them any-more
C               G               Dm
That long black cloud is comin' down
C          G                    F   
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door

C             G                    Dm
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
C             G                    F   
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
C             G                    Dm
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
C             G                    F   
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

C    G        Dm       
Oo - oo - oo  oo . . .


* Alternates:

Capo II

C  = A#
G  = F
Dm = Cm
F  = D#

Capo III

C  = A
G  = E
Dm = Bm
F  = D

Knockin On Heavens Door

Pat Garrett & Billy The Kid 

D
May God bless and keep you always 
         F#m
May your wishes all come true
        G
May you always do for others 
        G                 D
And let others do for you
        D
May you build a ladder to the stars 
    F#m
And climb on every rung
           G       A    D
May you stay forever young

        A             Bm
Forever young, forever young 
         D    A      D
May you stay forever young.

        D
May you grow up to be righteous 
        F#m
May you grow up to be true
        G
May you always know the truth 
            G                      D
And see the lights surrounding you
        D
May you always be courageous 
        F#m                
Stand upright and be strong
      G    A         D
May you stay forever young

         A              Bm
Forever young, forever young 
        D    A        D
May you stay forever young.

         D
May your hands always be busy 
         F#m
May your feet always be swift
        G
May you have a strong foundation 
         G                     D
When the winds of changes shift
         D
May your heart always be joyful 
             F#m
And may your song always be sung
 G     A     D
May you stay forever young

        A              Bm
Forever young, forever young 
        D     A      D
May you stay forever young.

Forever Young

# Intro: 
Gm Cm Gm Cm

Dm Gm Dm Gm
I hate myself for lovin' you And the weakness that I showed ...
Dm Gm Dm Am
You were just a painted face On a trip down Suicide Road.
Bb Dm Gm
The stage was set, the lights went out All around the old hotel
Bb Eb Bb Cm Gm
I hate myself for lovin' you And I'm glad the curtain fell.
Dm Gm Dm Gm
I hate that foolish game we played And the need that was expressed
Dm Gm Dm Am
And the mercy that you showed to me Whoever would have guessed
Bb Dm Gm
I went out on Lower Broadway And I felt that place within
Bb Eb Bb Cm Gm
That hollow place where martyrs weep And angels play with sin
Dm Gm Dm Gm
Heard your songs of freedom And man forever stripped
Dm Gm Dm Am
Acting out his folly While his back is being whipped
Bb Dm Gm
Like a slave in orbit He's beaten 'til he's tame
Bb Eb Bb Cm Gm
All for a moment's glory And it's dirty, rotten shame
Dm Gm Dm Gm
There are those who worship loneliness I'm not one of them
Dm Gm Dm Am
In this age of fiberglass I'm searching for a gem
Bb Dm Gm
The crystal ball up on the wall Hasn't shown me nothing yet
Bb Eb Bb Cm Gm
I've paid the price of solitude But at least I'm out of debt

Dirge

Planet Waves

# Intro:
G D G
My heart is telling me, I love you still


G Em
I can see the turning of the key
C D
I've been deceived by the clown inside of me
Bm C
I thought that he was righteous but he's vain
G D G
Something's telling me, I wear the ball and chain

G Em
My patron saint is a-fighting with a ghost
C D
He's always off somewhere when I need him most
Bm C
The Spanish moon is rising on the hill
G D G
But something's telling me, I love you still

G Em
I come back to the town from the flaming ruins
C D
But when I see you in the street I begin to swoon
Bm C
I love to see you dress before the mirror
G D G
Won't you let me in your room one time, before I finally disappear

G Em
Everybody's wearing a disguise
C D
To hide what they've got left behind their eyes
Bm C
But me I can't cover what I am
G D G
Wherever their children go, I'll follow them

G Em
I'm marching the parade of liberty
C D
But as long as I love you I'm not free
Bm C
How long must I suffer such abuse
G D G
Won't you let me see you smile, before I turn you loose

G Em
I've given up the game I've got to leave
C D
The pot of gold is only make believe
Bm C
The treasure can't be found by men who search
G D G
Who's gods are dead and whose queens are in the church

G Em
We sat in an empty theater and we kissed
C D
I asked you please to cross me off your list
Bm C
My head tells me it's time to make a change
G D G
But my heart is telling me, I love you but you're strange



G Em
So one more time at midnight near the wall
C D
Take off your heavy makeup and your shawl
Bm C
Won't you descend from the throne from whence you sit
G D G
And let me feel your love one more time, before I finally abandon it

Abandoned Love

G D
I woke up this morning,
C Am
There were tears in my bed.
G D
They killed a man I really loved,
C Am
Shot him through the head.
G D C Am
Lord, Lord they cut George Jackson down.
G D C G
Lord, Lord they laid him in the ground.

George Jackson

Side Tracks

C          F                    C 
Farewell Angeline, the bells of the crown
              F                                 C
are being stole by bandits, I must follow the sound
         F                            G
The triangle tingles, the music plays slow
         Am       Em          Am         Em    F         C 
But farewell Angelina, the night is on fire, and I must go.

Farewell Angelina

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Suze (the Cough Song)

The Bootleg Series Volumes 1-3 (Rare And Unreleased) 1961-1991

# Intro: G  G6  G/B

G
Sometimes I'm in the mood I wanna milk my milk cow low
C G
Sometimes I'm in the mood I wanna leave my lonesome home
G B7 C
Sometimes I'm in the mood I wanna hit that highway road
G D G C
But then again and again I said oh oh oh
G D G
Oh Babe I'm in the mood for you

G
Sometimes I'm in the mood I wanna turn my back to the wall
C G
Sometimes I'm in the mood I wanna live in my pony stall
G B7 C
Sometimes I'm in the mood I ain't gonna do nothin at all
G D G C
But then again and again I said oh I said oh I said
G D G
Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you

G
Sometimes I'm in the mood I wanna change my house around
C G
Sometimes I'm in the mood I wanna change the things in the town
G B7 C
Sometimes I'm in the mood I wanna change the whole world around
G D G C
But then again and again I said oh I said oh I said
G D G
Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you

G
Sometimes I'm in the mood I'm gonna give away all my sins
C G
Sometimes I'm in the mood I wanna walk the road again
G B7 C
Sometimes I'm in the mood and I'm bound to lose again
G D G C
But then again and again I said oh I said oh I said
G D G
Oh babe, sometimes I'm in the mood for you

In The Mood For You

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                          If today...

     G       C/g            G          C/G  G
If today was not an endless highway, *)
     G         C/g           G
If tonight was not a crooked trail,
   C/g      D/f#          C/g       g
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time,
     C/g                 D/f#              C/g g
Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all.

         C/g        D/f#              C/g  g
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
   C/g              D/f#           C/g     g
if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
         C/g     D/f#          C/g   g
Yes, and only if she was lyin' by me,
    C/g . . .     D7/f# . . .     C/g  g | C/g  G | C/g   G | G
I'd lie     in my bed       once again.

I can't see my reflection in the waters,
I can't speak the sounds that show no pain,
I can't hear the echo of my footsteps,
Or can't remember the sound of my own name.

Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
Only if she was lyin' by me,
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.

There's beauty in the silver, singin' river,
There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky,
But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty
That I remember in my true love's eyes.

Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
Only if she was lyin' by me,
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.
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Tomorrow Is A Long Time

The Witmark Demos: 1962-1964 

Fm
Sixteen years,
Ab Eb Fm
Sixteen banners united over the fields
Db Eb
While the good shepherd grieves
Fm Ab Eb
Desperate men, desperate women divided,
Fm Db Eb Ab
Spreading their wings 'neath the falling leaves.

Fm
Fortune calls.
Ab Eb Fm
I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace,
Db Eb Fm
Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down.
Ab Eb Fm
She's smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born,
Db Eb Ab
On midsummer's eve, near the tower.

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Fm
Peace will come
Ab Eb Fm
With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of fire
Db Eb Fm
But will offer no reward when her false idols fall
Ab Eb Fm
And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating
Db Eb Ab
Between the King and the Queen of Swords.
Fm Ab Eb Fm...

Changing Of The Guards

Street-Legal

D G D D7
Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel, thin man lookin' at his last meal
G D G D
Hollow man lookin' in a cotton field for dignity
D G D D7
Wise man lookin' in a blade of grass, young man lookin' in the shadows that pass
G D G D
Poor man lookin' through painted glass for dignity


A
Somebody got murdered on New Year's Eve
G D
Somebody said dignity was the first to leave
G F#m
I went into the city, went into the town
Em A A(2)
Went into the land of the midnight sun

D G D D7
Searchin' high, searchin' low, searchin' everywhere I know
G D G D
Askin' the cops wherever I go, "Have you seen Dignity?"

D G D D7
Blind man breakin' out of a trance, puts both his hands in the pocket of chance
D G D
Hopin' to find one circumstance of dignity

D G D D7
I went to the wedding of Mary-Lou, she said I don't want nobody see me talkin to you
G D G D
Said she could get killed if she told me what she knew about dignity


A
I went down where the vultures feed
G D
I would've gone deeper, but there wasn't any need
G F#m
Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men,
Em A A(2)
Wasn't any difference to me

D G D D7
Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade, house on fire, debts unpaid
G D G D
Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid, "Have you seen dignity?"

D G D
D7
Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears in a crowded room full of covered up
mirrors
G D G D
Lookin' into the lost forgotten years for dignity

D G D
D7
Met Prince Philip at the home of the blues said he'd give me information if his name
wasn't used
G D G D
He wanted money up front, said he was abused by dignity


A
Footprints runnin' cross the silver sand,
G D
Steps goin' down into tattoo land
G F#m
I met the sons of darkness and the sons of light,
Em A A(2)
In the bordertowns of despair

D G D D7
Got no place to fade, got no coat, I'm on the rollin' river in a jerkin' boat
G D G D
Tryin' to read a note somebody wrote about dignity

D G D D7
Sick man lookin' for the doctor's cure, lookin' at his hands for the lines that were
G D G D
And into every masterpiece of literature for dignity

D G D D7
Englishman stranded in the blackheart wind combin' his hair back his future looks
thin
G D G D
Bites the bullet and he looks within for dignity


A
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed, 
G  D
dignity never been photographed
G F#m
I went into the red, went into the black,
Em A A(2)
Into the valley of dry bone dreams
D G D D7
So many roads, so much at stake, so many dead ends, I'm at the edge of the lake
G D G D
Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take to find dignity

Dignity

Mtv Unplugged

E7
Broken lines, broken strings, broken threads, broken springs
A7 E7
Broken idols, broken heads, people sleeping in broken beds
B7 A7
Ain't no use jivin', ain't no use jokin'
E7
Everything is broken

E7
Broken bottles, broken plates, broken switches, broken gates
A7 E7
Broken dishes, broken parts, streets are filled with broken hearts
B7 A7
Broken words never meant to be spoken
E7
Everything is broken

E7
Seems like every time you stop and turn around
A7
Something else has just hit the ground

E7
Broken cutters, broken saws, broken buckles, broken laws
A7 E7
Broken bodies, broken bones, broken voices on broken phones
B7 A7
Take a deep breath, feel like you're chokin'
E7
Everything is broken

E7
Every time you leave and go off some place
A7
Things fall to pieces in my face

E7
Broken hands on broken plows, broken treaties, broken vows
A7 E7
Broken pipes, broken tools, people bending broken rules
B7 A7
Hound dog howlin', bullfrog croakin'
E7
Everything is broken

Everything Is Broken

Oh Mercy

G                  Am
The man in me will do nearly any task
    D            C                              G
And as for compensation there's little he would ask
       G
Take a woman like you
       C              D      G
To get through to the man in me


G                       Am
Storm clouds are raging all around my door
D            C                            G
I think to myself I might not take it any more
       G
Take a woman like your kind
   C        D      G
To find the man in me
 

    Am                  G 
But oh what a wonderful feeling
Am                          G 
  Just to know that you are near
Am                  G 
  Sets my a heart a-reeling
        Am            D
From my toes up to my ears


    G                                Am
The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen
    D                                      C              G
But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine
       G
Take a woman like you
       C              D      G
To get through to the man in me

The Man In Me

New Morning

C   
Jaja, okay okay
                  F
Ya sé qué pasa aquí
   A#                            C
Encuentras la grandeza frente a ti
             C
Y no sabes bien qué sentir
       F            A#                      C
Es adorable, que jamás los humanitos cambiarán
           C       F
Despierta ya, oye bien, 
           A#                   C
este como ves es Maui, de verdad
             C                F
Sé que como yo no encuentras dos
        A#          C
Lo que miras es un semi Dios

[Coro 1]
Am         F           C
  Yo solo sé decir de nada
        E7               Am
Por el mar, el cielo, el sol
                F            C
No hay de que agradecer, de nada
     E7                    C
Soy sólo un ordinario semi yo

[Estrofa 2]
C                                F  
Hey, ¿qué fortachón el cielo elevó?
                        A#
Cuando eras de esta altura, éste
C                  C
  Si la noche enfrió, 
                  F
¿quién fue quien fuego te llevó?
       A#          
¿Qué, alguien me nombró? 
C              C       F
  Oh, yo sólo lazo el sol
          A#                    C
De nada, para estirar tu diversión
          C       F
Brisa yo hago soplar, de nada, 
   A#           C
y así tus velas elevar

[Coro 2]
Am        F            C
  Yo sólo sé decir de nada, 
        E7                  Am
por las islas que traje del mar
              F                  C
No ruegues jamás, nunca más, de nada
         E7                     Am
¡Ha! Genial es mi manera de servir, 
    F
de nada, 
    C
de nada

[Parte Rap]
C
De nada dudes ya
Hey, honestamente te explicaré 
de natural modo cada fenómeno
El mar, el sol, el gas, 
oh, ese es Maui hablando de más
Anguilas que, yo las enterré, 
de la palmera los cocos creé
Un consejo, una lección te doy
No me molestes si en mi descanso estoy
Am
  El tapiz que en mi piel se ve, 
F
  es el mapa de lo que gané
C
  Por donde fui provoqué mil sucesos
E7
  Ve al pequeñín mini Maui nomás zapateando,
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ¡Hey!

[Coro 3]
Am          F              C
  Yo sólo puedo decir, de nada (de nada)
           E7              Am
Por el mundo especial que doy
                 F           C
No hay de que agradecer, de nada (de nada)
    E7                     Am
De nada hablaré, que ya me voy
          F            C
Te toca a ti decir de nada (de nada)
       E7             Am
Pues quiero esa barca ya
             F          C
Muy lejos navegaré, de nada (de nada)
       E7               Am
Pues Maui nada sabe de nadar
              F                 C  F C
(De nada) De nada (De nada) de nada
         C
Y gracias

De Nada

G      Em
I found a love for me
               C                         D
Darling just dive right in, and follow my lead
                G                 Em
Well I found a girl beautiful and sweet
          C                                  D
I never knew you were the someone waiting for me

                                 G
Cause we were just kids when we fell in love
              Em                     C               G  D
Not knowing what it was, I will not give you up this ti-ime
                   G                         Em
But darling just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own
             C                  D
And in your eyes you’re holding mine

       Em   C            G          D              Em
Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms
C                G     D                Em
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
          C                G                 D              Em
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
         C                G        D             
But you heard it, darling you look perfect tonight

               G                    Em
Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know
                C                                        D
She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home
           G             Em
I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets
         C                              D
To carry love, to carry children of our own

                              G                     Em 
We are still kids, but we’re so in love, fighting against all odds
                  C               G  D
I know that we’ll be alright this ti-ime
               G                            Em 
Darling just hold my hand, be my girl, I’ll be your man
          C              D
I see my future in your eyes



       Em   C            G          D              Em
Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms
C                G     D                Em
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
          C                G                 D               Em
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
         C                G        D             
But you heard it, darling you look perfect tonight

G Em C D 


       Em     C            G          D              Em
Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms
C                G     D                Em
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
          C                G                 D               Em
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
         C                G        D             
But you heard it, darling you look perfect tonight


Perfect

BAA BAA BLACK SHEEP


C         G
Baa, baa, black sheep,
F            C
Have you any wool?

F        C
Yes sir, yes sir,
G          C
Three bags full.

C           G
One for the master,
F           C
One for the dame,

F               C
And one for the little boy
G                  C
Who lives down the lane.

Baa Baa Black Sheep

Intro (2X):
Am	G	F	C

Verse 1:
                C	               Am		
There's so much craziness surrounding me
                F	 	             G		            
There's so much going on it gets hard to breathe
     Am     F		                          C
When all my faith has gone you bring it back to me
Am	         G	       F   C
You make it real for me

             C	             Am		
When I'm not sure of my priorities
               F	 	             G		
When I've lost sight of where I meant to be
     Am   F		            C
Like holy water washing over me 
Am	         G	       F   C
You make it real for me

Chorus:
    G	    Am	   F	             C
And IIIIIIIII'm running to you baby
G    Am	              F	           C
  Youuuuuuuuu are the only one who saved me
       G     Am	         F	               C
That's    whyyyyyyy I've been missing you lately
      Am	         G	       F   C
Cause you make it real for me 

Verse 2:
          C	                   Am		
When my head is strong but my heart is weak
              F	 	          G		
I'm full of arrogance and uncertainty
     Am      F				                          C
When I can't find the words you teach my heart to speak
Am	         G	       F   C
You make it real for me yeah

Chorus:
    G	    Am	   F	             C
And IIIIIIIII'm running to you baby
G    Am	              F	           C
  Youuuuuuuuu are the only one who saved me
       G     Am	         F	               C
That's    whyyyyyyy I've been missing you lately
      Am	         G	       F   C
Cause you make it real for me 

Bridge:
G                           F                 C
    Everybody’s talking in words I don't understand
G                                    F              C
    You got to be the only one who knows just who I am
Em                                    F	
    You’re shining in the distance I hope I can make it through
           D	                              G                                    
Cause the only place that I want to be is right back home with you 


Verse 3:
                 C	             Am		
I guess there's so much more I have to learn
               F	 	                       G		
But if you're here with me, I know which way to turn
        Am         F		                   C
You always give me somewhere, somewhere I can run
Am	            G	       F   C
   You make it real for me 

Chorus:
    G	    Am	   F	             C
And IIIIIIIII'm running to you baby
G    Am	              F	           C
  Youuuuuuuuu are the only one who saved me
       G     Am	         F	               C
That's    whyyyyyyy I've been missing you lately
      Am	         G	       F   C
Cause you make it real for me 
Am	         G	       F   C
You make it real for me

You Make It Real

G         Em		  
1) Almost heaven,   West Virginia,
2) All my mem'ries, gather round her, 

   D			 C                G
1) Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah       River.
2) miner's lady,         stranger to blue water.

                      Em  
1) Life is old there, older than the trees, 
2) Dark and dusty,    painted on the sky, 

   D
1) younger than the mountains
2) misty taste of moonshine

   C			G
1) growin' like a breeze.
2) teardrop in my eye.

              G              D            Em        C
       Country roads, take me home, to the place I belong.
	      G               D              C            G
     West Virginia, Mountain momma, take me home Country roads


           Em       D            G 
 	I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me,
            C        G              D 
        the radio reminds her of my home far away
            Em               D            C
        and driving down the road I get a feeling 
 	       G                     D          D7    G
        that I should have been home yesterday, yesterday.

Country Roads

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Solo
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School Friends

Am      C              F              C
I had a dream, we were sipping whisky neat
        F              C                 G
Highest floor, the Bowery, and nowhere’s high enough
    Am              C                F             C
Somewhere along the lines, we stopped seeing eye to eye
         F               C           G
You were staying out all night and I had enough


      F           Am             F                    C       
No, I don't wanna know where you been or where you're goin’
      F               Am                 G
But I know I won't be home and you'll be on your own


            F                    C                G
Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning?
            F                 C                 G
Who's gonna rock you when the sun won't let you sleep?
             F                C               G         E7   Am
Who's waking up to drive you home when you're drunk and all alone?
             F                    C                G
Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning, it ain’t me


Am        C              G         F   
Ow-ow, ah-ah the Bowery, ow-ow, ah-ah whiskey neat
Am          C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

F         C              Am        G
Ow-ow, ah-ah the Bowery, ow-ow, ah-ah whiskey neat
F           C       G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

Am     C           G      F   
Ow-ow, the Bowery, ow-ow, the whiskey neat
Am          C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

F      C           Am     G
Ow-ow, the Bowery, ow-ow, the whiskey neat
F           C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)


Am  C  Am       C              F           C
       I had a dream, we were back to seventeen
       F                   C            G
Summer nights and the Libertines, never growing up
Am             C          F                 C
I'll take with me the polaroids and the memories
        F              C                G
But you know I'm gonna leave behind the worst of us


             F                    C                G
Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning?
             F                 C                 G
Who's gonna rock you when the sun won't let you sleep?
             F                C               G         E7   Am
Who's waking up to drive you home when you're drunk and all alone?
             F                    C                G               
Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning

         F      C     G
It ain’t me, no-o, no-o
         F      C     G
It ain’t me, no-o, no-o
         F      C     G  E7  Am
It ain’t me, no-o, no-o
             F                    C                G                
Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning, it ain’t me


Am     C           G      F   
Ow-ow, the Bowery, ow-ow, the whiskey neat
Am          C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

F      C           Am     G
Ow-ow, the Bowery, ow-ow, the whiskey neat
F           C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

Am     C           G      F   
Ow-ow, the Bowery, ow-ow, the whiskey neat
Am          C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

F      C           Am     G
Ow-ow, the Bowery, ow-ow, the whiskey neat
F           C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

Am     C           G      F   
Ow-ow, the Bowery, ow-ow, the whiskey neat
Am          C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

F            C           Am           G
No no, no no no, Bowery, no no, no no no, whiskey neat
F           C       G                     Am
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I, it ain’t me

It Ain't Me

LA RE
Jo et duré a casa si fa mal temps
MI FA#m
Jo t’empararé si un cas tens por
SIm MI
Jo te cuidaré si estàs malalta
RE LA
De tot cor, de tot cor
RE REm LA
De tot cor

MI RE DO#m-SIm-LA

FA#m DO#m
Estic a punt d’anar-me’n
RE LA RE
Mes abans de partir et diré
REm LA
Que et duc dins es pensament

FA#m DO#m
No deix de recordar-te
RE LA RE
I alen els teus alens tot calents
REm SIm MI
De lluny i de prop me tens


Jo et duré...

FA#m DO#m
I a dalt de s’escenari
RE LA RE
Quan estic concentrat cantant
REm MI
Jo sempre te tenc present

FA#m DO#m
Perquè m’ets necessari
RE LA
Com s’aire que respir
RE REm SIm MI
Necessit estar amb tu en tot moment


Jo et duré... ( bis )

De tot cor

S                     S        
A|-------------------------------------| 
E|--6------6-6---3-------------------1-| 
C|-------------5---5-------------------| 
G|-------------------------------------| 
                                                              
A|----------------------------------------------------------| 
E|--1--1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1------------------------------| 
C|-----4-4-4-4-3-3-3-3-2-2-2-2------------------------------| 
G|----------------------------------------------------------| 

A|-----5--8--10--8--5--|--8-12--------12--|----5-8-10-8-5-------| 
E|--6------------------|------------------|--6------------------| 
C|---------------------|------------------|---------------------| 
G|---------------------|-------5--7-5-----|---------------------| 
     S      S      S      S            
A|----------------7------7-8----8---| 
E|--5-6----5-6------1----5-6----6---| 
C|--4-5------2------2-----------2---| 
G|---------6------6-----------------|

King Creole

C F G C

C
She don't like her eggs all runny
C
She thinks crossin' her legs is funny
    F
She looks down her nose at money
    C 
She gets it on like the Easter Bunny
G      
She's my baby I'm her honey
                       C    G    C
I'm never gonna let her go
C
He ain't got laid in a month of Sundays
C
I caught him once and he was sniffin' my undies
   F
He ain't too sharp but he gets things done
C
Drinks his beer like it's oxygen
G
He's my baby
G
And I'm his honey
                    C   G   C
Never gonna let him go
             F
In spite of ourselves
                             C
We'll end up a'sittin' on a rainbow
             G
Against all odds
                          C
Honey, we're the big door prize
             F
We're gonna spite our noses
                 C
Right off of our faces
                                    G
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
               C     G   C
Dancin' in our eyes.
C
She thinks all my jokes are corny
C
Convict movies make her horny
    F
She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs
C
Swears like a sailor when shaves her legs
G
She takes a lickin'
G
And keeps on tickin'
                        C   G   C
I'm never gonna let her go.
C
He's got more balls than a big brass monkey

He's a whacked out weirdo and a lovebug junkie
F
Sly as a fox and crazy as a loon
C
Payday comes and he's howlin' at the moon
G
He's my baby I don't mean maybe
                    C   G   C
Never gonna let him go

              F
In spite of ourselves
                             C
We'll end up a'sittin' on a rainbow
             G
Against all odds
                          C
Honey, we're the big door prize
             F
We're gonna spite our noses
                 C
Right off of our faces
                                    G
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
               C     G   C
Dancin' in our eyes.

[X2]

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