Chordproc: Bob Dylan : Misc Bob

Bob Dylan : Misc Bob


  1. Abandoned Love
  2. Ain't A-Gonna Grieve
  3. Ain't Gonna Go To Hell For Anybody
  4. All Over You
  5. Am I Your Stepchild?
  6. Angel Flying Too Close To The Ground
  7. Angelina
  8. Baby, I'm In The Mood For You
  9. Ballad For A Friend
  10. Ballad Of Donald White
  11. Ballad Of The Gliding Swan
  12. Band Of The Hand
  13. Blessed Is The Name
  14. Blind Willie McTell
  15. Bob Dylan's New Orleans Rag
  16. Bound To Lose, Bound To Win
  17. Bring Me A Little Water
  18. Call Letter Blues
  19. Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window?
  20. Caribbean Wind
  21. Catfish
  22. Can't Escape
  23. City Of Gold
  24. Coming From The Heart (The Road Is Long)
  25. Cover Down, Break Through
  26. Cross The Green Mountain
  27. Death Of Emmett Till
  28. Dignity
  29. Dreamin' Of You
  30. Dusty Old Fairgrounds
  31. Eternal Circle
  32. Farewell
  33. Farewell Angelina
  34. Foot Of Pride
  35. George Jackson
  36. Girl From The Red River Shore
  37. Golden Loom
  38. Guess I'm Doin' Fine
  39. Gwenevere
  40. Gypsy Lou
  41. Hard Times In New York Town
  42. Hero Blues
  43. Huck's Tune
  44. I'll Keep It With Mine
  45. I'd Sure Hate To Be You On That Dreadful Day
  46. If You Gotta Go, Go Now
  47. I Shall Be Released
  48. I Wanna Be Your Lover
  49. I Was Young When I Left Home
  50. Jet Pilot
  51. John Brown
  52. Julius And Ethel
  53. Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie
  54. Lay Down Your Weary Tune
  55. Let Me Die In My Footsteps
  56. Long Ago Far Away
  57. Long Time Gone
  58. Lord, Protect My Child
  59. Love Is Just A Four Letter Word
  60. Mama You Been On My Mind
  61. Marchin' To The City
  62. Mixed Up Confusion
  63. Need A Woman
  64. Nobody Cept You
  65. Only A Hobo
  66. Paths Of Victory
  67. Patty's Gone To Laredo
  68. Percy's Song
  69. Positively 4th Street
  70. Rain And The Wind
  71. Rita May
  72. Santa Fe
  73. Series Of Dreams
  74. Seven Curses
  75. Seven Days
  76. She's Your Lover Now
  77. Sign Language
  78. Sittin On A Barbed Wire Fence
  79. Someone's Got A Hold Of My Heart
  80. Suze (The Cough Song)
  81. Talkin Bear Mountain Picnic Massacre Blues
  82. Talkin John Birch Paranoid Blues
  83. Tell Me
  84. Tell Me Momma
  85. Tell Ol' Bill
  86. Thief On The Cross
  87. Things Have Changed
  88. This Was My Love
  89. Tomorrow Is A Long Time
  90. Train A-Travelin'
  91. Trouble In Mind
  92. Troubled And I Don't Know Why
  93. Up To Me
  94. Vomit Express
  95. Waitin' For You
  96. Wallflower
  97. Walls Of Red Wing
  98. Wanted Man
  99. Watching The River Flow
  100. What Kind Of Friend Is This
  101. When I Paint My Masterpiece
  102. Who Killed Davey Moore
  103. Ye Shall Be Changed
  104. Yonder Comes Sin
  105. You Changed My Life

Abandoned Love

G7 xx0787
D5 xx0775
Em' xxx453
First start:
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Second start:
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G
D/f#
Em
I can hear the turning of the key
C
G
D/f#
I've been deceived by the clown inside of me
Bm
C
I thought that he was righteous but he's vain
G
G7
D5
Em'
D
C
G
. .
C/g
G
Oh, something's telling me I wear a ball and chain
G
G
D
Em
D
C
G
C/g
G
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My patron saint is fighting with a ghost He's always off somewhere when I need him most The Spanish moon is rising on the hill But my heart is telling me I love ya still I come back to the town from the flaming moon I see you in the street, I begin to swoon I love to see you dress before the mirror Won't you let me in your room one time before I disappear? Everybody's wearing a disguise To hide what they've got left behind their eyes But me, I can't cover what I am Wherever the children go I'll follow them I can't play the game no more, I can't abide By their stupid rules which kept me sick inside They've been made by men who've given up the search Whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the church I march in the parade of liberty But as long as I love you I'm not free How long must I suffer such abuse Won't you let me see you smile before I cut you loose? Send out for Saint John the Evangelist All my friends are drunk, they can be dismissed My head says that it's time to make a change But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange So step lightly, darling, near the wall Put on your heavy make-up, wear your shawl Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit? Let me feel your love one more time before I abandon it
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***** The (vastly inferior) Biograph version *****
G
G
D
C
G
C/g
G
My heart is telling me I love ya still
G
D/f#
Em
I can see the turning of the key
C
G
D/f#
I've been deceived by the clown inside of me
Bm
C
I thought that he was righteous but he's vain
G
(
/b
/c
)
D
C
G
Oh, something's telling me I wear a ball and chain My patron saint is fighting with a ghost He's always off somewhere when I need him most The Spanish moon is rising on the hill But my heart is telling me I love ya still I come back to the town from the flaming moon I see you in the street, I begin to swoon I love to see you dress before the mirror Won't you let me in your room one time before I finally disappear? Everybody's wearing a disguise To hide what they've got left behind their eyes But me, I can't cover what I am Wherever the children go I'll follow them I march in the parade of liberty But as long as I love you I'm not free How long must I suffer such abuse Won't you let me see you smile before I cut you loose? I've given up the game, I've got to leave The pot of gold is only make-believe The treasure can't be found by men who search Whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the church We sat in an empty theatre and we kissed I asked you please to cross me off your list My head tells me it's time to make a change But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange So one more time, at midnight near the wall Take off your heavy make-up, and your shawl Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit? Let me feel your love one more time before I abandon it



Ain't A-Gonna Grieve

Capo I
G
/e
/d
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
D
/f#
G
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
D
/f#
G
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more. Come on brother, join the band, Come on sisters, clap your hands, Tell everybody in every land, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more. You know, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more. Brown and blue and white and black, We're one color on the one-way track, We got this far and ain't a-goin' back And ain't a-gonna grieve no more. And I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more I ain't a-gonna grieve no more. We're gonna notify your next of kin, You're gonna raise the roof 'til the house falls in. You can knock us down, we'll get up again, We ain't a-gonna grieve no more. We ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more We ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more We ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more We ain't a-gonna grieve no more. We'll sing this song all night long, Sing it to my baby from midnight on. She'll sing it to you when I'm dead and gone, Ain't a-gonna grieve no more. Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve, I ain't a-gonna grieve, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more.



Ain't Gonna Go To Hell For Anybody

G
D
C
I ain't gonna go to hell for anybody I ain't gonna go to hell for anybody I ain't gonna go to hell for anybody I ain't gonna go to hell for anybody
G
(
D
)
C
I can manipulate people as well as anybody
G
C
G
C
Hold 'em and control 'em, please 'em an' squeeze 'em
G
(
D
)
C
I can make believe I'm in love with almost anybody
G
C
G
C
Burst 'em an' burn 'em, ram 'em and leave 'em
Am
Bm
C
Bm
But they're not my purpose as I make the deeds
Am
Bm
D
I been down that road, I know where it leads.
G
D/g
C/g
I ain't gonna go to hell for anybody
G
D/g
C/g
Ain't gonna go to hell for anybody
G
D/g
C/g
Ain't gonna go to hell for anybody
Am
Bm
C
D
G
Not today, not tonight, not tomorrow, no never, no way! I can deceive people as well as anybody I know all the angles, know how to make the jangles I can twist the truth as well as anybody Find 'em an' blind 'em, wine 'em an' dine 'em But it don't suit my purposes, it ain't my goal To gain the whole world and give up my soul. I ain't gonna go to hell for anybody Ain't gonna go to hell for anybody Ain't gonna go to hell for anybody Not for father, not for mother, not for sister, not for brother, no way!
Em
Bm
Smoke arises forever,
C
G
On a one-way ticket to burn
Em
Bm
A place reserved for the devil
C
G
And for all of those that love evil
C
Bm
A dark of darkness and chains
D
You can never return. I can mislead people as well as anybody I know all the dices, I paid all the prices I can influence people as well as anybody I can do it, I can easily see to it [...] and be gods I don't miss delusions, I see through his facades. I ain't gonna go to hell for anybody Ain't gonna go to hell for anybody Ain't gonna go to hell for anybody Not for father, not for mother, not for sister, not for brother, no way! I can manipulate people as well as anybody Burst 'em an' burn 'em, twist 'em an' turn 'em I can make believe I almost love anybody Haul 'em an' control them, squeeze 'em and tease 'em But it don't suit my purposes, it ain't my goal To gain the whole world and give up my soul. I ain't gonna go to hell for anybody Ain't gonna go to hell for anybody Ain't gonna go to hell for anybody Not for sister, not for father, not for mother, not for brother, no way!



All Over You

"Let's just put this one down for kicks"
G
/f#
/f
E
Well, if I had to do it all over again,
A
D
G
Babe, I'd do it all over you.
G
/f#
/f
E
And if I had to wait for ten thousand years,
A
D
Babe, I'd even do that too.
B7
Em
Well, a dog's got his bone in the alley,
B7
Em
A cat, she's got nine lives,
A
A millionaire's got a million dollars,
D(7)
King Saud's got four hundred wives.
C
D
G
Well, everybody's got somethin'
G
/f#
/f
C/e
That they're lookin' forward to.
C
G
/f#
/f
E
I'm lookin' forward to when I can do it all again
A
D
G
And babe, I'll do it all over you. Well, if I had my way tomorrow or today, Babe, I'd run circles all around. I'd jump up in the wind, do a somersault and spin, I'd even dance a jig on the ground. Well, everybody gets their hour, Everybody gets their time, Little David when he picked up his pebbles, Even Sampson after he went blind. Well, everybody gets the chance To do what they want to do. When my time arrives you better run for your life 'Cause babe, I'll do it all over you. Well, I don't need no money, I just need a day that's sunny, Baby, and my days are gonna come. And I grab me a pint, you know that I'm a giant When you hear me yellin', "Fee-fi-fo-fum." Well, you cut me like a jigsaw puzzle, You made me to a walkin' wreck, Then you pushed my heart through my backbone, Then you knocked off my head from my neck. Well, if I'm ever standin' steady A-doin' what I want to do, Well, I tell you little lover that you better run for cover 'Cause babe, I'll do it all over you. I'm just restin' at your gate so that I won't be late And, momma, I'm a-just sittin' on the shelf. Look out your window fair and you'll see me squattin' there Just a-fumblin' and a-mumblin' to myself. Well, after my cigarette's been smoked up, After all my liquor's been drunk, After my dreams are dreamed out, After all my thoughts have been thunk, Well, after I do some of these things, I'm gonna do what I have to do. And I tell you on the side, that you better run and hide 'Cause babe, I'll do it all over you.



Am I Your Stepchild?

Played during the fall 1978 tour, with constantly changing lyrics.
The "A" is rather a bluesy simultaneous A and Am, with lots of G or C in the bass.
***** Oakland, CA Nov 13 1978 *****
A
You mistreat me, baby, I can't see no reason why * You know that I'd kill for you, and I'm not afraid to die
D7
You treat me like a stepchild
A
Oh, Lordy, like a stepchild
E
I wanna turn my back and run away from you
D7
A
But oh, I just can't leave you babe I get nervous in your company, my knees get weak Both my eyes get misty and my tongue can't speak You treat me like a stepchild Oh, Lordy, like a stepchild I wanna turn my back and run away from you But you know I can't leave you babe. Ah, you know that I <gotta> love you honey, like a nervous wreck This way its gonna be like you hold me like a ... around your neck You treat me like a stepchild Oh, Lord, like a stepchild I wanna turn my back and run away from you But you know I can't let you be Stepchild (stepchild) You treat me like a stepchild Oh lordy, like a stepchild I wanna turn and run away from you, But you know I just can't let you be
***** Charlotte Coliseum, Dec 10 1978 *****
You treat me mean, baby <let me> turn around and you treat me rough I give you all my loving but it doesn't seem to be quite enough You treat me like a stepchild Oh, Lord, like a stepchild I wanna turn and walk all over you But my heart says: "No, you better let her be". Well, I've had the worst and I've had the best You sure is different, baby, you ain't like all the rest, But you treat me like a stepchild, Oh, Lord, like a stepchild I wanna turn and walk all over you But my heart says: "No, you better let her be". <Was a man there with you baby, had to have no point of view (??)> I pulled you out of <dope> scenes, orgies and jam sessions too But you treat me like a stepchild, Oh, Lord, like a stepchild I wanna turn and walk all over you But my heart says: "Wait a minute now, just let her be".
***** Vancouver, Nov 11 1978 *****
You treat me mean girl, and you treat me rough I give you all my loving, and it's never quite enough You treat me like a stepchild Oh, Lordy, like a stepchild I wanna turn and run all over you But my heart says: "No, just let it be!" What's ... what you want me to do I pull you out of dope scenes, orgies and jam sessions too You treat me like a stepchild Oh, Lordy, like a stepchild I wanna turn and run all over you But my heart says: "No, just let it be!" I'll crawl across the desert for you, girl, and the sea so wide I'll bring you the diamonds from the mine and I'll find you ... You treat me like a stepchild Oh, Lord, like a stepchild I wanna turn and run all over you But my heart says: "No, just let it be!"



Angel Flying Too Close To The Ground

G
Bm
C
G
If you had not have fallen then I would not have found you
C
D
G
Angel flying too close to the ground
G
Bm
C
G
I patched up your broken wing and hung around for a while
A
D
D7
Trying to keep your spirits up and your fever down
G
G7
So leave me if you need to
C
A
I will still remember
G
D
G
Angel flying too close to the ground
G
C
I knew someday that you would fly away
A
D
For love's the greatest healer to be found So leave me if you need to I will still remember Angel flying too close to the ground Fly on fly on past the speed of sound I'd rather see you up than see you down So leave me if you need to I will still remember Angel flying too close to the ground



Angelina

C#
F#
C#
Well it's always beenmy nature to take chances
G#
C#
My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances
F#
C#
Where the current is strong and the monkey dances
G#
To the tune of a concertina Blood drying in my yellow hair as I go from shore to shore I know what it is that has drawn me to your door But whatevercould it be makes you think you've seen me before Angelina
F#
C#
G#
Oooh-oh, Angelina
F#
C#
G#
Oooh-oh, Angelina His eyes were two slits make any snake proud With a face that any painter would paint as he walked through the crowd Worshipping a god with the body of a woman well endowed And the head of a hyena Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek If you can read my mind, why must I speak? No, I have heard nothing about the man that you seek Angelina Oooh-oh, Angelina Oooh-oh, Angelina In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode The peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed I was only following instructions when the judge sent me down the road With your subpoena When you cease to exist then who will you blame? I've tried my best to love you, but I cannot play this game Your best friend and my worst enemy is one and the same Angelina Oooh-oh, Angelina Oooh-oh, Angelina There's a black Mercedes rolling through the combat zone Your servants are half dead, you're down to the bone Tell me tall man, where would you like to be overthrown? In Jerusalem or Argentina? She was stolen from her mother when she was three days old Now her vengeance has been satisfied and her possessions have been sold He's surrounded by God's angels and she's wearing a blindfold But so are you, Angelina Oooh-oh, Angelina Oooh-oh, Angelina I see pieces of men marching, tryin' to take heaven by force I can see the unknown rider, I can see the pale white horse In God's truth, name, tell me what you want and you'll have it of course Just step into the arena Beat a path of retreat up them spiral staircases Pass the tree of smoke, pass the angel with four faces Begging god for mercy and weeping in unholy places Angelina Oooh-oh, Angelina Oooh-oh, Angelina Oooh-oh, Angelina (Oooh-oh, Angelina) (Oooh-oh, Angelina)



Baby, I'm In The Mood For You

B7/f# = 22120x
G
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna leave my lonesome home
C
G
And sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna hear my milk cow moan
B7/f#
C/g
And sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna hit the highway road
G
D
G
C
But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said
G
D
G
Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you Sometimes I'm in the mood, Lord, I had my overflowin' fill Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna make out my final will Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna head for the walkin' hill But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna lay right down and die Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna climb up to the sky Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna laugh until I cry But then again, I said again, I said again, I said Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna sleep in my pony's stall Sometimes I'm in the mood, I ain't gonna do nothin' at all Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna fly like a cannon ball But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna back up against the wall Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna run till I have to crawl Sometimes I'm in the mood, I ain't gonna do nothin' at all But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you Sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna change my house around Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna make a change in this here town Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna change the world around But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you



Ballad For A Friend

Tuning: DADF#AD (Open D tuning)
Capo VII
Same interlude figure also appears in "Standing On The Highway", from the same session.
G 020100
D7 000330
D
G
D
G
D
Sad I'm sittin' on the railroad track
G
D
Watchin' that old smokestack
G
D
D7
D
Train is a-leavin' but it won't be back.
D7
D
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Years ago we hung around, Watchin' trains roll through the town. Now that train is a-graveyard bound. Where we go up in that North Country, Lakes and streams and mines so free, I had no better friend than he. Something happened to him that day, I thought I heard a stranger say, I hung my head and stole away. A diesel truck was rollin' slow, Pullin' down a heavy load. It left him on a Utah road. They carried him back to his home town, His mother cried, his sister moaned, Listin' to them church bells tone.



Ballad Of Donald White

Quite similar to another song, I_Pity_the_Poor_Immigrant.
Capo I
C
F
My name is Donald White, you see,
G7
C
I stand before you all.
C
F
C
I was judged by you a murderer
G7
And the hangman's knot must fall.
C
F
C
I will die upon the gallows pole
F
When the moon is shining clear,
C
F
And these are my final words
G7
C
That you will ever hear. I left my home in Kansas When I was very young, I landed in the old Northwest, Seattle, Washington Although I'd a-traveled many miles, I never made a friend, For I could never get along in life With people that I met. If I had some education To give me a decent start, I might have been a doctor or A master in the arts. But I used my hands for stealing When I was very young, And they locked me down in jailhouse cells, That's how my life begun. Oh, the inmates and the prisoners, I found they were my kind, And it was there inside the bars I found my peace of mind. But the jails they were too crowded, Institutions overflowed, So they turned me loose to walk upon Life's hurried tangled road. And there's danger on the ocean Where the salt sea waves split high, And there's danger on the battlefield Where the shells of bullets fly, And there's danger in this open world Where men strive to be free, And for me the greatest danger Was in society. So I asked them to send me back To the institution home. But they said they were too crowded, For me they had no room. I got down on my knees and begged, "Oh, please put me away," But they would not listen to my plea Or nothing I would say. And so it was on Christmas eve In the year of '59, It was on that night I killed a man, I did not try to hide, The jury found me guilty And I won't disagree, For I knew that it would happen If I wasn't put away. And I'm glad I've had no parents To care for me or cry, For now they will never know The horrible death I die. And I'm also glad I've had no friends To see me in disgrace, For they'll never see that hangman's hood Wrap around my face. Farewell unto the old north woods Of which I used to roam, Farewell unto the crowded bars Of which've been my home, Farewell to all you people Who think the worst of me, I guess you'll feel much better when I'm on that hanging tree. But there's just one question Before they kill me dead, I'm wondering just how much To you I really said Concerning all the boys that come Down a road like me, Are they enemies or victims Of your society?



Ballad Of The Gliding Swan

C
C7
Tenderly William kissed his wife.
F
D7/f#
Then he opened her head with a butcher's knife.
C
G
Am
F
And the swan on the river went gliding by.
C
G
C
The swan on the river went gliding by.
G
Lady Margaret's pillow was wet with tears. Nobody's been on it in twenty years. And the swan on the river goes gliding by. The swan on the river goes gliding by. Little Billy Brown will shake with fright. He's got a new daddy and mommy every night. And the swan on the river goes laughing by. The swan on the river goes laughing by. "I've got a sad surprise" the doctor said. "A twenty-pound baby without any head." The swan on the river went lookin' ...



Band Of The Hand

C
It's Hell Time Man It's Hell Time Man It's Hell Time Man It's Hell Time Man
G
Down these streets the fools rule
Bb
F
There's no freedom or self respect,
G
A knife's point or a trip to the joint
Bb
F
Is about all you can expect.
G
They kill people here who stand up for their rights,
Bb
F
The system's just too damned corrupt
G
It's always the same, the name of the game
Bb
F
Is who do you know higher up. The blacks and the whites, The idiotic, the exotic, Wealth is a filthy rag So erotic so unpatriotic So wrapped up in the American flag. Witchcraft scum exploiting the dumb, Turning children into punks and slaves Whose heroes and healers are rich drug dealers Who should be put in their graves. Listen to me Mr. Pussyman This might be your last night in a bed so soft We're not pimps on the make, politicians on the take, You can't pay us off. We're gonna blow up your home of Voodoo And watch it burn without any regret We got the power we're the new government, You just don't know it yet. For all of my brothers from Vietnam And my uncles from World War II, I'd like to say that it's countdown time now And we're gonna do what the law should do. And for you pretty baby, I know you've seen it all. I know your story is too painful to share. One day though you'll be talking in your sleep And when you do, I wanna be there.



Blessed Is The Name

E
Blessed is the name of the Lord forever Wisdom and might are his
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Are his, yes are his
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Blessed is the name of the Lord forever Wisdom and might are his
18/11 '79
When he move his face upon the water Sit up high on a throne Like him there is no other He's God all by himself alone Well to the just he will be faithful [let it rain fire and] brimstone down But he did not destroy Sodom and Gomorrah Till Lot was safely out of the town
19/11 '79
When he move his face upon the water Sit up high on a throne With him there is no other He's God all by himself alone Well to the just he will be faithful [hittin' on/he won't] drive you out of town But he did not destroy Sodom and Gomorrah Till Lot was safely out of the town
20/11 '79
When he move his face upon the water Sit up high on a throne Like him there is no other He's God all by himself alone Way back down in the days of Noah He'd drive you out of the town But he did not destroy Sodom and Gomorrah Till Lot was safely out of the town
21/11 '79
Well [...] Sit up high on a throne He will not share his glory He's God all by himself alone [Well jumpin'] in the days of Noah [sending] fire and brimstone down But he did not destroy Sodom and Gomorrah Till Lot was safely out of the town [Well in Eden on] the days of power King on his own time clock Like him there is no other And, hey, he will not be mocked
16/1 '80
When he move his face upon the water Sit up high on a throne Like him there is no other He's God all by himself alone Well, in the time by the days of Noah [...] the dark But not one drop of water fell Till Noah was safely in the ark
23/1 '80
When he move his face upon the water Sit up high on a throne Like him there is no other He's God all by himself alone Listen, back in the days of Noah [... faithful of the/after] dark But not one drop of water fell Till Noah was safely in the ark
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***** Alternate lyrics *****
The following lyrics have been submitted by Jeff Moore. They are probably taken From Nov 2 and 9 1979, and from Feb 5, 1980. Blessed is the name of the Lord forever Wisdom and might are His Well He moved His face on the water He sits up high on the throne Like Him there is no other He is God all by Himself alone ... ... ... singing the blues And He can renew your mind Well He ... upon the peoples ... He's got His own time clock He will not share His glory And He will not be mocked Way back in the days of Noah They found Him faithful at the dock Remember not one drop of water fell Til Noah was safely in the ark Well He always will forewarn you Before He rains fire and brimstone down He did not destroy Sodom and Gomorrah Until Lot was safely out of town He made the mountains He made the sea He made the way of salvation For you and me



Blind Willie McTell

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Seen the arrow on the doorpost
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B7
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Saying, "This land is condemned
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B7
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All the way from New Orleans
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To Jerusalem"
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B7
Em
I traveled through East Texas
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B7
Em
Where many martyrs fell
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B7
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A
And I know no one can sing the blues
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Em
Like Blind Willie McTell Well, I heard the hoot owl singing As they were taking down the tents The stars above the barren trees Were his only audience Them charcoal gypsy maidens Can strut their feathers well But nobody can sing the blues Like Blind Willie McTell See them big plantations burning Hear the cracking of the whips Smell that sweet magnolia blooming See the ghosts of slavery ships I can hear them tribes a-moaning Hear the undertaker's bell Nobody can sing the blues Like Blind Willie McTell There's a woman by the river With some fine young handsome man He's dressed up like a squire Bootlegged whiskey in his hand There's a chain gang on the highway I can hear them rebels yell And I know no one can sing the blues Like Blind Willie McTell Well, God is in heaven And we all want what's his But power and greed and corruptible seed Seem to be all that there is I'm gazing out the window Of the St. James Hotel And I know no one can sing the blues Like Blind Willie McTell
End-of-the-line lick
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Bob Dylan's New Orleans Rag

B7
I was sittin' on a stump down in New Orleans
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I was feelin' kinda low down, dirty and mean Along came a fella and he didn't even ask He says, "I know of a woman who can fix you up fast" Well, I didn't think twice, I just said like I should "Let's go find this lady that can do me some good" We walked across rampard on a sailin' spree And we came to a door called one-oh-three I was just about ready to give my little knock When out comes a fella who couldn't even walk He's linkin' and a-slinkin', couldn't stand on his feet And he moaned and he groaned and he shuffled down the street Well, out of the door there come another man He couldn't even talk and he couldn't even stand He moaned and he groaned and he shuffled his feet And he slid slidin' backwards down Rampart Street Well, I peeked through the key hole, and comin' down the hall Was a long-legged man who could hardly crawl He had a terrible mean look in his eye Like he just fought a bear and he was ready to die Well, somebody yells with his hair all messed Fell out of the window, and he failed the test Well, he slid and he slunk in broken French And he looked like he'd been through a monkey wrench Well, by this time I was a-scared to knock I was a-scared to move, I's in a state of shock I hummed a little tune and I shuffled my feet And I started walkin' backwards down that Rampart street Well, I got to the corner, I tried my best to smile I turned around the corner and I ran a bloody mile Man, I wasn't runnin' for to meet my wife I's a just a-runnin' for to save my life Well, I's coughing in my ears and wheezin' in my chest I musta run a mile in a minute or less I tripped on a log and I flumped on a stump I caught a fast freight with a one-arm jump So, if you're travelin' down the Louisiana way And you're feelin' kinda lonesome and you need a place to stay Man, you're better off in your misery Than to tackle that lady at one-oh-three



Bound To Lose, Bound To Win

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... ... ["Here's one, I can write you out the verses to this later, I can't really remember this right now, I'll write you out the verses to it."]
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Well I'm bound to lose, bound to win
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D
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Bound to walk to the road again
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Bound to lose, bound to win
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Bound for a-walkin' to the road again
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Well, I'm just one of them ramblin' men
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Ramblin' since I don't know when.
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C
Here I come, and I'm-a gone again
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D/a
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You might think I got no end.
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Bound to lose, I'm bound to win
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C
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I'm bound for a-walkin' to the road again
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Em
Bound to lose, I'm bound to win
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Bound for a-walkin' to the road again



Bring Me A Little Water

Capo III (sounding key Em major)
Dm7-5 xx0111 or x5656x
C
Sylvie is a good ol' girl
G
From Florida, so they say
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C7
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Dm7-5
She came up here last April
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To pass some time away Now, won't you bring me a little water, Sylvie? Bring me a little water now Bring me a little water, Sylvie For my tired brow Sylvie came here Wednesday She came this morning by the light of the dawn She comes up here now nearly all of the time To see if she can carry on Sylvie says she loves me She says it all of the time She always gets behind me When the hill is too high to climb She brings me milk and honey Brings me slop and beans Brings me coconuts and candy Brings me turnip greens



Call Letter Blues

Tuning: Open D
E 054000
A 020120
B7 xx0775
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Well I
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Well, I walked all night long
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Hearin' them church bells toll
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Yes, I walked all night long
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Listening to them church bells toll
B7
Either someone needing mercy
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might be somethin' I've done wrong Well, your friends come by for you I don't know what to say Well, your friends come by for you I don't know what to say I just can't face to tell 'em Honey you just went away The children cry for mother I tell 'em, "Mother took a trip" Well, the children cry for mother I tell 'em, "Mother took a trip" Well, I walk on pins and needles I hope my tongue don't slip Well, I gaze at passing strangers In case I might see you Yes, I gaze at passing strangers In case I might see you But the sun goes around the heavens And another day just drives on through Way out in the distance I know you're with some other man Way out in the distance I know you're with some other man But that's all right, baby You know I always understand Call girls in the doorway All givin' me the eye Call girls in the doorway All givin' me the eye But my heart's just not in it I might as well pass right on by My ears are ringin' Ringin' like empty shells My ears are ringin' Ringin' like empty shells Well, it can't be no guitar player It must be combat bells



Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window?

Dsus2 200230
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C/g
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C/g
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He sits in your room, his tomb, with a fist full of tacks
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Preoccupied with his vengeance
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Bm
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Cursing the dead that can't answer him back
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You know that he has no intentions
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Of looking your way, unless it's to say
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(
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) That he needs you to test his inventions
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Oh, crawl out your window
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Come on, don't say it will ruin you
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Come on, don't say he will haunt you
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You can go back to him any time you want to
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He looks so truthful, is this how he feels Trying to peel the moon and expose it With his businesslike anger and his bloodhounds that kneel If he needs a third eye he just grows it He just needs you to talk or to hand him his chalk Or pick it up after he throws it Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed Are You frightened of the box you keep him in While his genocide fools and his friends rearrange Their religion of the little ten women That backs up their views but your face is so bruised Come on out the dark is beginning



Caribbean Wind

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Em
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Bm/f#
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She was the rose of Sharon from paradise lost
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From the city of seven hills near the place of the cross
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I was playing a show in Miami in the theater of divine comedy Told about Jesus, told about the rain She told me about the jungle where her brothers were slain By a man who invented iron and disappeared so mysteriously Was she a child or a woman, I can't say which From one to another she could to easily switch We went into the wall to where the long arm of the law could not reach Could I been used and played as a pawn? It certainly was possible as the gay night wore on Where men bathed in perfume and celebrated free speech
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And them Caribbean winds still blow from Nassau to Mexico
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Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire
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And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free
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Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire She looked into my soul through the clothes that I wore She said, "We got a mutual friend over by the door And you know he's got our best interest in mind" He was well connected but her heart was a snare And she had left him to die in there There were payments due and he was a little behind The cry of the peacock, flies buzz my head Ceiling fan broken, there's a heat in my bed Street band playing "Nearer My God to Thee" We met at the steeple where the mission bells ring She said, "I know what you're thinking, but there ain't a thing You can do about it, so let us just agree to agree" And them Caribbean winds still blow from Nassau to Mexico Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire Atlantic City by the cold grey sea I hear a voice crying, "Daddy," I always think it's for me But it's only the silence in the buttermilk hills that call Every new messenger brings evil report 'Bout armies on the march and time that is short And famines and earthquakes and hatred written upon walls Would I have married her? I don't know, I suppose She had bells in her braids and they hung to her toes But I kept hearing my name and I had to be movin' on I saw screws break loose, saw the devil pound tin I saw a house in the country being torn from within I heard my ancestors calling from the land far beyond And them Caribbean winds still blow from Nassau to Mexico Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the fire



Catfish

C7-9 = x32323
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Lazy stadium night Catfish on the mound "Strike three", the umpire said Batter has to go back an' sit down
C7-9
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Catfish, million dollar man
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Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can Used to work on Mr. Finley's farm But the old man wouldn't pay So he packed his glove and took his arm An' one day he just ran away Catfish, million dollar man Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can : . . .
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Come up where the yankees are Dress up in a pin-stripe suit Smoke a custom-made cigar Wear an alligator boot Catfish, million dollar man Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can



Can't Escape

Capo I
The Amaj7 thing between the verses is probably better played with a chord
sequence like x06650 --- x04430 on a single guitar. For the variation in
the outro, the descent can start higher:
Amaj7
Bm7/a
Amaj7
Bm7/a
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Oh the evening train is rolling all along the homeward way
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All my hopes are over the horizon, all my dreams have gone away
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The hillside darkly shaded, stars fall from above
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All the joys of earth have faded, the night's untouched by love
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I'll be here 'til tomorrow, beneath a shroud of grey
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I pretend I'm free of sorrow, my heart is miles away
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The dead bells are ringing, my train is overdue
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To your memory I'm clinging, I can't escape from you
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Well I... Well I hear the sound of thunder, roaring loud and long Sometimes you've got to wonder, God knows I've done no wrong You've wasted all your power, you threw out the Christmas pie Now you're withering like a flower, you'll play the fool and die I'm neither sad nor sorry, I'm all dressed up in black I fought for fame and glory, you tried to break my back In the far-off sweet forever, the sunshine peeking through We should have walked together, I can't escape from you I cannot grasp the shadows that gather near the door Rain falls round my window, I wish I'd seen you more The path is ever-winding, the stars they never age The morning light is blinding, all the world's a stage Should be the time of gladness, happy faces everywhere The mystery of madness is propagating in the air I don't like the city, not like some folks do Isn't it a pity? I can't escape from you We ploughed the fields of heaven, right down to the end I hope I can be forgiven if any words of mine offend All our days were splendid, they were simple, they were plain It never should have ended, I should have kissed you in the rain I've been thinking things all over, all the moments full of grace The primrose and the clover, your ever-changing face Can't help looking at you, you made love with god-knows-who Never found a girl to match you, I can't escape from you



City Of Gold

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G
C
There is a city of gold
C
F
Far from this rat-race with the bars that hold
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Far from the confusion, eat's at your soul
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There is a city of gold. There is a country of light Raised up in glory, angels wearing white Never know sickness, never know night There is a country of light. There is a city of love Way from this world, stuff dreams are made of Fear of no darkness, stars high above There is a city of love. There is a city of hope There ain't no doctor, don't need no dope I'm ready and willing, throw down a rope There is a city of hope. There is a city of gold Far from this rat race And these bars that hold Rest for your spirit, peace for your soul There is a city of gold
C
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C
There is a city of gold



Coming From The Heart (The Road Is Long)

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Am
We have got to come together
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How long can we stay apart?
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You may get it maybe never
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But it's coming from the heart Your mind is filled with indecision You can't make up your mind We must get it in position And move it on down the line Make me up a bed of roses Hang it down on the vine Of all my loves you've been the closest That's ever been on my mind
C
F
And the road is long, it's a long hard climb
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C
I been on that road for too long of a time
C
F
Yes the road is long, and it winds and winds
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C
When I think of the love that I left behind Don't talk to me about tomorrow I really don't care This home is filled with too much sorrow That nobody's heart should bear And the road is long, it's a long hard climb I been on that road for too long of a time Yes the road is long, and it winds and winds When I think of the love that I left behind Another man has hurt you honey Why must I pay for that part? Our love can't be bought with money 'Cause it's coming from the heart And the road is long, it's a long hard climb I been on that road for too long of a time Yes the road is long, and it winds and winds When I think of the love that I left behind
Bonus verse
Please, please give me indication Stop and talk to me Like a river that is flowing My love will never cease to be



Cover Down, Break Through

The entire song is built upon the following riff, repeated throughout the song:
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The chord indications follow the rhythm guitar, which plays those two chords.
The following suggestion indicates a possible way to incorporate more of the
Full band into one acoustic guitar (for whichever reason):
Am(7)
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D11
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D11
) Well you heard about Pharaoh's army Trampling through the mud You heard about the Hebrew children Redeemed by blood Same spirit drivin' in ya That raised Christ from the dead If you're quick in your mortal body Then let it under your head. You got to cover down, cover down, break through Cover down, cover down, break through. We need that protection By the armour of the Lord The sword of God is sharper Than any double sided sword He's the hammer of salvation Blade of righteousness Genesis to revelation Repent and confess. Cover down, cover down, break through Cover down, cover down, break through. Well, you wake up early in the morning Turning from side to side Something giving you a warning You can run, but you can't hide Demands are laid upon you And burdens you can't bear Sins you can't even remember Are waiting to meet you there. Cover down, cover down, break through Cover down, cover down, break through. You got an image of yourself You've built by yourself alone But it will come a-tumbling down Just like the walls made of stone You will be separated From everything you seem to be You think you'll be liberated, yeah But the grave won't set you free. You got to cover down, cover down, break through Cover down, cover down, break through. (Cover down, cover down, break through Cover down, cover down, break through)



Cross The Green Mountain

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I cross the green mountain, I sit by the stream
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Heaven blazing in my head, I dreamt a monstrous dream
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Dsus4
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Dsus2
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Something came up out of the sea
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C
D
Em
Swept through the land of the rich and the free
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. . . I look into the eyes of my merciful friend And then I ask myself, is this the end? Memories linger, sad yet sweet And I think of the souls in heaven who will meet
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Altars are burning with flames far and wide
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The foe has crossed over from the other side
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They tip their caps from the top of the hill
Am7
G/b
Cadd9
Dsus4
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. . . You can feel them come, more brave blood to spill Along the dim Atlantic line The ravaged land lies for miles behind The light's coming forward and the streets are broad All must yield to the avenging God
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. . . The world is old, the world is gray Lessons of life, can't be learned in a day I watch and I wait, and I listen while I stand To the music that comes from a far-better land Close the eyes of our captain, peace may he know His long night is done, the great leader is laid low He was ready to fall, he was quick to defend Killed outright he was, by his own men
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. . . It's the last day's last hour, of the last happy year I feel that the unknown world is so near Pride will vanish and glory will rot But virtue lives and cannot be forgot
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. . . The bells of leavening have rung There's blasphemy on every tongue Let 'em say that I walked in fair nature's light And that I was loyal to truth and to right
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. . . Serve God and be cheerful, look upward, beyond Beyond the darkness of masks, the surprises of dawn In the deep green grasses of the blood stained world They never dreamed of surrenderin', they fell where they stood Stars fell over Alabama, I saw each star You're walkin' in dreams, whoever you are Chilled are the skies, keen as the frost The ground's froze hard and the morning is lost
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. . . A letter to mother came today Gunshot wound to the breast is what it did say But he'll be better soon, he's in a hospital bed But he'll never be better - he's already dead
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. . . I'm ten miles outside the city, and I'm lifted away In an ancient light, that is not of day They were calm, they were blunt, we knew 'em all too well We loved each other more than we ever dared to tell
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Death Of Emmett Till

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"Twas down in Mississippi no so long ago
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When a young boy from Chicago town walked in a Southern door
Am
C/g
D/f#
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This boy's frightful tragedy you should all remember well
Am
C/g
E
Am
The color of his skin was black and his name was Emmett Till Some men they dragged him to a barn and there they beat him up They said they had a reason, but I disremember what They tortured him and did some things too evil to repeat There was screaming sounds inside the barn There was laughing sounds out on the street Then they rolled his body down a gulf amidst the blood-red rain And they threw him in the waters wide to cease his screaming pain The reason that they killed him there, and I'm sure it ain't no lie He was a black-skinned boy, so he was born to die And then to stop the United States of yelling for a trial Two brothers they confessed that they had killed poor Emmett Till But on the jury there were men who helped the brothers commit this awful crime And so this trial was a mockery, but nobody seemed to mind I saw the morning papers but I could not bear To see the smiling brothers walkin' down the courthouse stairs For the jury found them innocent and the brothers they went free While Emmett's body floats the foam of a Jim Crow southern sea If you can't speak out against this kind of thing, a crime that's so unjust Your eyes are filled with dead men's dirt, your mind is filled with dust Your arms and legs they must be in shackles and chains And your blood it must cease to flow For you let this human race fall down so God-awful low! This song is just a reminder to remind your fellow man That this kind of thing still lives today in that ghost-robed Ku Klux Klan But if all us folks that thinks alike, if we'd give all we could give We could make this great land of ours a greater place to live



Dignity

G11 = F/g = 303211
C
Fat man looking in a blade of steel Thin man looking at his last meal
F
C
Hollow man looking in a cottonfield
F/g
C
For dignity Wise man looking in a blade of grass Young man looking in the shadows that pass Poor man looking through painted glass For dignity
G
Somebody got murdered on New Years Eve
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C
Somebody said dignity was the first to leave
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C/e
I went into the city, went into the town
Dm
F/g
Went into the land of the midnight sun Searching high, searching low Searching everywhere I know Asking the cops wherever I go Have you seen dignity? Blind man breaking out of a trance Puts both his hands in the pockets of chance Hoping to find one circumstance Of dignity I went to the wedding of Mary-Lou She said I don't want nobody see me talking to you Said she could get killed if she told me what she knew About dignity I went down where the vultures feed I would've gone deeper, but there wasnt any need Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men Wasnt any difference to me Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade House on fire, debts unpaid Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid Have you seen dignity? Drinking man listens to the voice he hears In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors Looking into the lost forgotten years For dignity Met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues Said he'd give me information if his name wasn't used He wanted money up front, said he was abused By dignity Footprints running cross the silver sand Steps going down into tattoo land I met the sons of darkness and the sons of light In the bordertowns of despair Got no place to fade, got no coat I'm on the rolling river in a jerking boat Trying to read a note somebody wrote About dignity Sick man looking for the doctors cure Looking at his hands for the lines that were And into every masterpiece of literature For dignity Englishman stranded in the blackheart wind Combing his hair back, his future looks thin Bites the bullet and he looks within For dignity Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed Dignity never been photographed I went into the red, went into the black Into the valley of dry bone dreams So many roads, so much at stake So many dead ends, I'm at the edge of the lake Sometimes I wonder what its gonna take To find dignity



Dreamin' Of You

Em7
/g
/a
/b
The light in this place is really bad
Em7
/g
/a
/b
Like being at the bottom of a stream
Em7
/g
/a
/b
Any minute now
Em7
/g
/a
/b
I'm expecting to wake up from a dream
G
A
Em7
Means so much
G
A
Em7
The softest touch
Em7
/g
/a
/b
Like the grave of some child, who neither wept or smiled
Em7
/g
/a
/b
I pondered my fate in the rain I've been dreaming of you That's all I do And it's driving me insane Somewhere dawn is breaking Light is streaking across the floor Church-bells are ringing I wonder who they're ringing for Travel under any star You'll see me wherever you are The shadowy past is so vague and so vast I'm sleeping in the palace of pain I've been dreaming of you That's all I do But it's driving me insane Maybe they'll get me, maybe they won't But whatever it won't be tonight I wish your hand was in mine right now We could go where the moon is white For years they had me locked in a cage Then they threw me onto the stage Some things just last longer than you thought they would And they never ever explain I've been dreaming of you That's all I do And it's driving me insane Well I eat when I'm hungry, drink when I'm dry Live my life on the square Even if the flesh falls off my face It won't matter, long as you're there Feel like a ghost in love Underneath the heavens above Feel further away than I ever did before Feel further I can take Dreaming of you Is all I do But it's driving me insane Everything in the way is so shiny today In queer and unusual form Spirals of golden haze here and there in a blaze Like beams of light in a storm Maybe you were here and maybe you weren't Maybe you touched somebody and got burnt The silent sun has got me on the run Burning a hole in my brain I'm dreaming of you That's all I do But it's driving me insane



Dusty Old Fairgrounds

G
C
G
Well, it's all up from Florida at the start of the spring
D(sus4)
The trucks and the trailers will be winding
G
C
G
Like a bullet we'll shoot for the carnival route.
G
D
G
C/g
G
We're following them dusty old fairgrounds a-calling. From the Michigan mud past the Wisconsin sun 'Cross that Minnesota border, keep 'em strambling Through the clear county lakes and lumberjack lands, We're following them dusty old fairgrounds a-calling. Hit Fargo on the jump and down to Aberdeen 'Cross them old Black Hills, keep 'em rolling Through the cow country towns and the sands of old Montana. We're following them fairgrounds a-calling. As the white line on the highway sails under your wheels, I've gazed from the trailer window laughing. Oh, our clothes they was torn but the colors they was bright. Following them dusty old fairgrounds a-calling. It's a-many a friend that follows the bend, The jugglers, the hustlers, the gamblers. Well, I've spent my time with the fortune-telling kind Following them fairgrounds a-calling. Oh, it's pound down the rails and it's tie down the tents, Get that canvas flag a-flying. Well, let the caterpillars spin, let the ferris wheel wind Following them fairgrounds a-calling. Well, it's roll into town straight to the fairgrounds Just behind the posters that are hanging And it's fill up every space with a different kind of face Following them fairgrounds a-calling. Get the dancing girls in front, get the gambling show behind Hear that old music box a-banging. Hear them kids, faces, smiles, up and down the midway aisles Following them fairgrounds a-calling. It's a-drag it down by the deadline in the town, Hit the old highway by the morning And it's ride yourself blind for the next town on time Following them fairgrounds a-calling. As the harmonicas whined in the lonesome nighttime Drinking red wine as we're rolling, Many a turnin' I turn, many a lesson I learn From following them fairgrounds a-calling. And it's roll back down to St Petersburg Tie down the trailers and camp 'em And the money that we made will pay for the space From following them dusty old fairgrounds a-calling



Eternal Circle

E6 022120
A
E6
A
I sang the song slowly as she stood in the shadows
D/f#
E6
A
She stepped to the light as my silver strings spun
A
E
D
A
She called with her eyes to the tune I's a-playin'
A
Asus4
E6
But the song it was long and I'd only begun
A
Asus4
A
Asus2
A
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Through a bullet of light her face was reflectin' The fast fading words that rolled from my tongue With a long-distance look her eyes was on fire But the song it was long and there was more to be sung My eyes danced a circle across her clear outline With her head tilted sideways she called me again As the tune drifted out she breathed hard through the echo But the song it was long and it was far to the end I glanced at my guitar and played it pretendin' That of all the eyes out there I could see none As her thoughts pounded hard like the pierce of an arrow But the song it was long and it had to get done As the tune finally folded I laid down the guitar Then looked for the girl who'd stayed for so long But her shadow was missin' for all of my searchin' So I picked up my guitar and began the next song



Farewell

Capo IV
F**
C
: . . . :
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--2---0-0-|-0--
--3---2-0-|-2--
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C
F
C
Oh it's fare thee well my darlin' true,
G
G6
G7
I'm leavin' in the first hour of the morn.
C
F
C
I'm bound off for the bay of Mexico
C
G
C
Or maybe the coast of Californ.
C/g
F**
C
So it's fare thee well my own true love,
G
We'll meet another day, another time.
C
F
C
It ain't the leavin' that's a-grievin' me
C
F
C
But my true love who's bound to stay behind. Oh the weather is against me and the wind blows hard And the rain she's a-turnin' into hail. I still might strike it lucky on a highway goin' west, Though I'm travelin' on a path beaten trail. So it's fare thee well... I will write you a letter from time to time, As I'm ramblin' you can travel with me too. With my head, my heart and my hands, my love, I will send what I learn back home to you. So it's fare thee well... I will tell you of the laughter and of troubles, Be them somebody else's or my own. With my hands in my pockets and my coat collar high, I will travel unnoticed and unknown. So it's fare thee well... I've heard tell of a town where I might as well be bound, It's down around the old Mexican plains. They say that the people are all friendly there And all they ask of you is your name. So it's fare thee well...
Witmark demo version (March 1963)
Capo II
A x02225 (half barre)
D/a x04230 (half barre)
E 022100
D/f# 200232
A
A
D/a
A
Oh it's fare thee well my darlin' true,
A
D/a
E
I'm leavin' in the first hour of the morn.
A
D/a
A
I'm bound off for the bay of Mexico
A
E
A
Or maybe the coast of Californ.
E
D(/f#)
A
So it's fare thee well my own true love,
A
D/a
A
E
We'll meet another day, another time.
A
D/a
A
It ain't the leavin' that's a-grievin' me
A
E
A
But my true love who's bound to stay behind.



Farewell Angelina

Tuning: Drop C
C
Fmaj7
C
Farewell Angeli - na
Fmaj7
C
The bells of the crown
C
Fmaj7
C
Are being stolen by ban - dits
Fmaj7
C
I must follow the sound
C
The triangle tingles
Fmaj7
C
the music play slow
C
Am
But farewell Angelina
C
Em/b
The night is on fire
F
C
Csus4
C
And I must go. There is no use in talkin' and there's no need for blame There is nothing to prove, Everything still is the same A table stands empty By the edge of the stream But farewell Angelina The sky's changing colours And I must leave. The jacks and the queens they forsake the courtyard Fifty-two gypsies Now file past the guards In the space where the deuce And the ace once ran wild Farewell Angelina The sky is folding I'll see you after a while. See the cross-eyed pirates sit Perched in the sun Shooting tin cans With a sawed-off shotgun And the corporals and neighbors clap and cheer with each blast But farewell Angelina The sky it is trembling And I must leave fast. King Kong, little elves In the rooftoops they dance Valentino-type tangos While the hero's clean hands Shut the eyes of the dead Not to embarrass anyone Farewell Angelina The sky is flooding over And I must be gone. The camouflaged parrot He flutters from fear when something he doesn't know about suddenly appears What cannot be imitated perfect must die Farewell Angelina The sky's flooding over and I must go where it is dry Machine guns are roaring Puppets heave rocks At misunderstood visions and at the faces of clocks Call me any name you like I will never deny it But farewell Angelina The sky is erupting And I must go where it's quiet.
Am
F
C



Foot Of Pride

B
Like the lion tears the flesh off of a man So can a woman who passes herself off as a male They sang "Danny Boy" at his funeral and the Lord's Prayer Preacher talking 'bout Christ betrayed
E
It's like the earth just opened and swallowed him up He reached too high, was thrown back to the ground
B
You know what they say about bein' nice to the right people on the way up Sooner or later you gonna meet them comin' down
B
G#m
E
Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down
B
Ain't no goin' back Hear ya got a brother named James, don't forget faces or names Sunken cheeks and his blood is mixed He looked straight into the sun and said revenge is mine But he drinks, and drinks can be fixed Sing me one more song, about ya love me to the moon and the stranger And your fall by the sword love affair with Erroll Flynn in these times of compassion when conformity's in fashion Say one more stupid thing to me before the final nail is driven in. Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down Ain't no goin' back There's a retired businessman named Red Cast down from heaven and he's out of his head He feeds off of everyone that he can touch He said he only deals in cash or sells tickets to a plane crash He's not somebody that you play around with much Miss Delilah is his, a Philistine is what she is She'll do wondrous works with your fate Feed you coconut bread, spice buns in your bed If you don't mind sleepin' with your head face down in a grave. Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down Ain't no goin' back Well they'll choose a man for you to meet tonight You'll play the fool and learn how to walk through doors How to enter into the gates of paradise No, how to carry a burden too heavy to be yours Yeah, from the stage they'll be tryin' to get water outta rocks A whore will pass the hat, collect a hundred grand and say thanks They like to take all this money from sin Build big universities to study in Sing "Amazing Grace" all the way to the Swiss banks Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down Ain't no goin' back They got some beautiful people out there, man They can be a terror to your mind and show you how to hold your tongue They got mystery written all over their forehead They kill babies in the crib and say only the good die young They don't believe in mercy Judgment on them is something that you'll never see They can exalt you up or bring you down main route Turn you into anything that they want you to be Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down Ain't no goin' back Yes, I guess I loved him too I can still see him in my mind climbin' that hill Did he make it to the top, well he probably did and dropped Struck down by the strength of the will Ain't nothin' left here partner Just the dust of a plague that has left this whole town afraid From now on, this'll be where you're from Let the dead bury the dead. Your time will come Let hot iron blow as he raised the shade Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down Ain't no goin' back



George Jackson

G
D
I woke up this mornin',
C
Em
Am
There were tears in my bed.
G
D
They killed a man I really loved
C
Em
Am
Shot him through the head.
G
D
Lord, Lord,
C
Em
Am
They cut George Jackson down.
G
D
Lord, Lord,
C
/b
Am
G
They laid him in the ground.
G
Sent him off to prison For a seventy-dollar robbery. Closed the door behind him And they threw away the key. Lord, Lord, They cut George Jackson down. Lord, Lord, They laid him in the ground. He wouldn't take shit from no one He wouldn't bow down or kneel. Authorities, they hated him Because he was just too real. Lord, Lord, They cut George Jackson down. Lord, Lord, They laid him in the ground. Prison guards, they cursed him As they watched him from above But they were frightened of his power They were scared of his love. Lord, Lord, So they cut George Jackson down. Lord, Lord, They laid him in the ground. Sometimes I think this whole world Is one big prison yard. Some of us are prisoners The rest of us are guards. Lord, Lord, They cut George Jackson down. Lord, Lord, They laid him in the ground.



Girl From The Red River Shore

The Gs eventually take on a G7ish character when the organ comes in.
C
Dm/f
C
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C
Some of us turn off the lights and we live
F
In the moonlight shooting by
C
Some of us scare ourselves to death in the dark
G
C/g
G
To be where the angels fly
C
Pretty maids all in a row lined up
F
Outside my cabin door
C
I've never wanted any of 'em wanting me
G
C
Except the girl from the red river shore Well I sat by her side and for a while I tried To make that girl my wife She gave me her best advice and she said Go home and lead a quiet life Well I been to the east and I been to the west And I been out where the black winds roar Somehow though I never did get that far With the girl from the red river shore Well I knew when I first laid eyes on her I could never be free One look at her and I knew right away She should always be with me Well the dream dried up a long time ago Don't know where it is anymore True to life, true to me Was the girl from the red river shore Well I'm wearing the cloak of misery And I've tasted jilted love And the frozen smile upon my face Fits me like a glove Well I can't escape from the memory Of the one I'll always adore All those nights when I lay in the arms Of the girl from the red river shore Well we're living in the shadows of a fading past Trapped in the fires of time I've tried not to ever hurt anybody And to stay out of the life of crime And when it's all been said and done I never did know the score One more day is another day away From the girl from the red river shore Well I'm a stranger here in a strange land But I know this is where I belong I'll ramble and gamble for the one I love And the hills will give me a song Though nothing looks familiar to me I know I've stayed here before Once a thousand nights ago With the girl from the red river shore Well I went back to see about her once Went back to straighten it out Everybody that I talked to had seen us there Said they didn't know who I was talking about Well the sun went down on me a long time ago I've had to pull back from the door I wish I could have spent every hour of my life With the girl from the red river shore Now I heard of a guy who lived a long time ago A man full of sorrow and strife That if someone around him died and was dead He knew how to bring 'em on back to life Well I don't know what kind of language he used Or if they do that kind of thing anymore Sometimes I think nobody ever saw me here at all Except the girl from the red river shore



Golden Loom

G
G
Smoky autumn night, stars up in the sky I see the sailin' boats across the bay go by
C
Eucalyptus trees hang above the street
G
And then I turn my head, for you're approachin' me
Am
Bm
C
D
Moonlight on the water, fisherman's daughter, floatin' in to my room
G
With a golden loom First we wash our feet near the immortal shrine And then our shadows meet and then we drink the wine I see the hungry clouds up above your face And then the tears roll down, what a bitter taste And then you drift away on a summer's day where the wildflowers bloom With your golden loom I walk across the bridge in the dismal light Where all the cars are stripped between the gates of night I see the trembling lion with the lotus flower tail And then I kiss your lips as I lift your veil But you're gone and then all I seem to recall is the smell of perfume And your golden loom



Guess I'm Doin' Fine

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Dm7(/f) 100211 (w/thumb)
C(iii) xxx053
F(v) xxx565
In later verses a G is inserted between Dm7 and C here and there.
C
Dm7/f
C
Well I ain't a-got my child-hood
C
Dm7
/f
C
Or friends I once did know
C
Dm7
C
No I ain't a-got my childhood
C
Dm7
C
Or friends I once did know
C(iii)
F(v)
C(iii)
But I still got my voice left
F(v)
Dm7
G
C
I can take it anywhere I go
Dm7
G
/f
C
Dm7
G
Hey hey so I guess I'm doin' fine. An I've never had much money But I'm still around somehow No I've never had much money But I'm still around somehow Many times I've bended But I ain't never yet bowed Hey hey so I guess I'm doin' fine. Trouble oh trouble I've trouble on my mind Trouble oh trouble Trouble on my mind But the trouble in the world, Lord Is much more bigger than mine Hey hey so I guess I'm doin' fine. An' I never had no armies To jump at my command No I ain't a-got no armies To jump at my command But I don't need no armies I got me one good friend Hey hey so I guess I'm doin' fine.
C
Dm7
I been kicked an' whipped an' trampled on
C
Dm7
C
Dm7
G
I been shot at just like you
C
Dm7
C
I been kicked an' whipped an' trampled on
Dm7
G
C
I been shot at just like you But as long as the world keeps turnin' I just keep turnin' too Hey hey so I guess I'm doin' fine. Well my road might be rocky The stones might cut my face My road might be rocky The stones might cut my face But there's some folks ain't got no road at all They gotta stand in the same old place Hey hey so I guess I'm doin' fine. : . . . . . : . . . : .
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Gwenevere

1975 tour rehearsals
It's a rolling ball Darling when you hold me it's a lonely room Darling when you told me you would come and go Many times sure by then Down the road, babe Any time you see her she will be back where she stays Going down the hill was so fast, but she come away Carrying her books by her side Bye and we go high Take me to the river and point me on the sky Put me in the space where she was lying made you high Man old tries away Relaxing by your side I'll keep in mind yourself for you just tell me what you tried Anywhere you want me she will be there by your side When your heart and longing went away Don't you go to town When you are outrageous she will be back in the tower Over when she tell you to she'll always be around And shine your lighter day



Gypsy Lou

Recorded Aug 1963 as a Witmark Demo
Tuning: Open D
Capo II
E 000000
A 020100 (actually A/e)
A/c# x20100
B7 x02100 (or 202100)
E
A
E
If you getcha one girl, better get two
A
E
B7
E
Case you run into Gypsy Lou
E
A
E
She's a ramblin' woman with a ramblin' mind
A
E
B7
E
Leavin' some poor boy behind.
A/c#
E
A
E
Hey, 'round the bend
A
E
B7
E
Gypsy Lou's gone again
A
(
B7
)
E
Gypsy Lou's gone again. Well, I seen this whole country through Just to followin' Gypsy Lou Seen it up, seen it down Followin' Gypsy Lou around. Hey, 'round the bend Gypsy Lou's gone again Gypsy Lou's gone again. Well, I gotta stop and take some rest My poor feet are second best My poor feet are wearin' thin Gypsy Lou's gone again. Hey, gone again Gypsy Lou's 'round the bend Gypsy Lou's 'round the bend. Well, seen her up in old Cheyenne Turned my head and away she ran From Denver Town to Wichita Last I heard she's in Arkansas. Hey, 'round the bend Gypsy Lou's gone again Gypsy Lou's gone again Well, I tell you what if you want to do Tell you if you'll wear out your shoes If you want to wear out your shoes Try and follow Gypsy Lou. Hey, gone again Gypsy Lou's 'round the bend Gypsy Lou's 'round the bend. Well, Gypsy Lou, I been told Livin' down on Gallus Road Gallus Road, Arlington Moved away to Washington. Hey, 'round the bend Gypsy Lou's gone again Gypsy Lou's gone again Well, I went down to Washington Then she went to Oregon I skipped the ground and hopped a train She's back in Gallus Road again. Hey, I can't win Gypsy Lou's gone again Gypsy Lou's gone again Well, the last I heard of Gypsy Lou She's in a Memphis calaboose She left one too many a boy behind He committed suicide. Hey, you can't win Gypsy Lou's gone again Gypsy Lou's gone again



Hard Times In New York Town

Heavily based on "Down on Penny's Farm" by the Bently Boys.
Although the guitar playing sounds very casual, it is actually quite well-
organized, with a conscious bass line, especially around the end of the verse
and the chorus. This concerns particularly the alternation between c and g (5th
and 6th string) as bass note for the C chord, and the F/a chord (x03211), to
get the bass progression c - a - g - c in the chorus.
The G at the end of the verse and the chorus is basically just a bass tone with
hints of other tones added to it, which in some verses make it a G chord, in
others a C/g (332010).
The finger picking pattern is (more or less):
C
F
C
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The Witmark Demos version only has slight textual differences, such as the
penultimate line's "Hard times in the city" instead of "...country".
C
F
C
Come you ladies and you gentlemen, a-listen to my song.
C
F
C
Sing it to you right, but you might think it's wrong.
C
F
C
Just a little glimpse of a story I'll tell
C
F
G
'Bout an East Coast city that you all know well.
C
F(/a)
It's hard times in the country,
C/g
G
C
Livin' down in New York town. Old New York City is a friendly old town, From Washington Heights to Harlem on down. There's a-mighty many people all millin' all around, They'll kick you when you're up and knock you when you're down. It's hard times in the country, Livin' down in New York town. It's a mighty long ways from the Golden Gate To Rockefeller Plaza n' the Empire State. Mister Empire sets up as high as a bird, Old Mister Rockefeller never says a word. It's hard times from the country, Livin' down in New York town. Well, it's up in the mornin' tryin' to fins a job of work. Stand in one place till your feet begin to hurt. If you go a lot o' money you can make yourself merry, If you only got a nickel, it's the Staten Island Ferry. And it's hard times in the country, Livin' down in New York town. Mister Hudson come a-sailin' down the stream And old Mister Minuet paid for his dream. Bought your city on a one-way track, 'F I had my way I'd sell it right back. And it's hard times from the country, Livin' down in New York town. I'll take all the smog in Californ-i-a 'N' every bit of dust in the Oklahoma plains, 'N' the dirt in the caves of the Rocky Mountain mines. It's all much cleaner than the New York kind. And it's hard times in the country, Livin' down in New York town. So all you newsy people, spread the news around, You c'n listen to m' story, listen to m' song. You c'n step on my name, you c'n try 'n' get me beat, When I leave New York, I'll be standin' on my feet. And it's hard times in the country, Livin' down in New York town.



Hero Blues

The intro is at the same time the fundament for the bass motive that runs
through this song, wherever there's a pause in the song or a harp lick. Only
the bass line has been indicated: strum the chords whenever there's time.
G
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Well the
G
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gal I got, I swear she's the screamin' end yes, the
C
(
G
)
D
G
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gal I got, man, she's a screamin' end. She wants
D
: . . . : . . . : . . .
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me to be a hero, so she can tell all her friends. Well, she begged, she cried She pleaded with me all last night Well, she begged, she cried She pleaded with me all last night She wants me to go out And find somebody to fight She reads too many books She got new movies inside her head She reads too many books She got movies inside her head She wants me to walk out running She wants me to crawl back dead You need a different kinda man, babe One that can grab and hold your heart Need a different kind of man, babe One that can hold and grab your heart You need a different kind of man, babe You need Napoleon Boneeparte Well, when I'm dead No more good times will I crave When I'm dead No more good times will I crave You can stand and shout hero All over my lonesome grave



Huck's Tune

G/b x20030 (more precisely G6/b)
F/a x03211 could also be played Am in lines 4 and 6
G11 3x3211 (could be played 3x3010 or x33010 Csus4 instead)
C
G/b
F/a
Well, I wandered alone through a desert of stone
C
G11
C
And I dreamt of my future wife
C
F
C
My sword's in my hand and I'm next in command
F/a
In this version of death called life
/b
C
F
C
My plate and my cup are right straight up
F/a
I took a rose from the hand of a child
/b
C
G/b
F/a
When I kiss your lips, the honey drips
C
G11
C
I'm gonna have to put you down for a while Every day we meet on any old street And you're in your girlish prime The short and the tall are coming to the ball I go there all the time Behind every tree there's something to see The river is wider than a mile I tried you twice, you can't be nice I'm gonna have to put you down for a while Here come the nurse with money in her purse Here come the ladies and men You push it all in, and you've no chance to win You play 'em on down to the end I'm laying in the sand getting a sunshine tan Moving along riding in style From my toes to my head you knock me dead I'm gonna have to put you down for a while I count the years and I shed no tears I'm blinded to what might have been Nature's voice makes my heart rejoice Play me the wild song of the wind I found hopeless love in the room above When the sun and the weather were one You're as fine as wine, I ain't handing you no line I'm gonna have to put you down for a while All the merry little elves can go hang themselves My faith is as cold as can be I'm stacked high to the roof, and I'm not without proof If you don't believe me, come see. You think I'm blue I think so too In my words you'll find no guile The game's gotten old The deck's gone cold And I'm gonna have to put you down for a while The game's gotten old The deck's gone cold I'm gonna have to put you down for a while



I'll Keep It With Mine

C/e
F
C/g
F/a
C/g
You will search, babe,
F
C/e
G/d
F/a
At a - ny cost.
C/e
F
C/g
F/a
But how long, babe,
C/g
F
C/e
G/d
C
F/a
Can you search for what's not lost?
C/e
F
C/g
F/a
C/g
F
C/e
Every-body will help you,
F
C/g
F/c
Some people are very kind.
C
F
C/e
Dm
C
F/a
C/g
G/d
C
F/a
But if I can save you a - ny time,
C
/b
F/a
C/g
F
Come on, give it to me,
C/e
Dm
F11
C
I'll keep it with mine. I can't help it If you might think I'm odd, If I say I'm loving you not for what you are But for what you're not. Everybody will help you Discover what you set out to find. But if I can save you any time, Come on, give it to me, I'll keep it with mine. Everybody will help you Discover what you set out to find. But if I can save you any time, Come on, give it to me, I'll keep it with mine. Now the train leaves At half past ten, But it'll be back, in the same old spot again. The conductor He's still stuck on the line. And if I can save you any time, Come on, give it to me, I'll keep it with mine.



I'd Sure Hate To Be You On That Dreadful Day

Capo I
This is the G-riff:
G
/e
/d
/b
: . . .
|---3---3---3---3-|
|---0---0---0---0-|
|---0---0---0---0-|
|-----2---0-------|
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|-3---------------|
G
/e
/d
Well, your clock is gonna stop
/b
G
/e
/d
At Saint Peter's gate.
/b
G
/e
/d
Ya gonna ask him what time it is,
/b
C
/b
He's gonna say, "It's too late."
G/d
G
Hey, hey!
C
/b
I'd sure hate to be you
D
/f#
G
On that dreadful day.
D
/f#
G
/e
/g
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|-0---------------|-------------2---|----
|-----------------|-----------------|----
|-------------2---|-3---------------|----
Dread - ful day You're gonna start to sweat And you ain't a-gonna stop. You're gonna have a nightmare And never wake up. Hey, hey, hey! I'd sure hate to be you On that dreadful day. You're gonna cry for pills Your head's gonna be in a knot, But the pills are gonna cost More than what you've got. Hey, hey! I'd sure hate to be you On that dreadful day. You're gonna have to walk naked, You can't ride in no car. You're gonna let everybody see Just what you are. Hey, hey! I'd sure hate to be you On that dreadful day. Well, the good wine's a-flowin' For five cents a quart. You're gonna look in your moneybags And find you're one cent short. Hey, hey, hey! I'd sure hate to be you On that dreadful day. You're gonna yell and scream, "Don't anybody care?" You're gonna hear out a voice say, "Shoulda listened when you heard them words down there." Hey, hey! I'd sure hate to be you On that dreadful day.
C
.
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.
D/a
.
G
"That's my calypso tap number!"



If You Gotta Go, Go Now

G'/d xx0430
D7/f# 200212
G
C/g
Listen to me, baby
G
C/g
There's something you must see
G
C/g
I want to be with you, gal
G'/d
D7(/f#)
If you want to be with me
G
C/g
G
But if you got to go
C/g
G
C/g
G
It's all right
C
G
But if you got to go, go now
G'/d
D7(/f#)
G
Or else you gotta stay all night It ain't that I'm questionin' you To take part in any quiz It's just that I ain't got no watch An' you keep askin' me what time it is But if you got to go It's all right But if you got to go, go now Or else you gotta stay all night I am just a poor boy, baby Lookin' to connect But I certainly don't want you thinkin' That I ain't got any respect But if you got to go It's all right But if you got to go, go now Or else you gotta stay all night You know I'd have nightmares And a guilty conscience, too If I kept you from anything That you really wanted to do But if you got to go It's all right But if you got to go, go now Or else you gotta stay all night It ain't that I'm wantin' Anything you never gave before It's just that I'll be sleepin' soon It'll be too dark for you to find the door But if you got to go It's all right But if you got to go, go now Or else you gotta stay all night



I Shall Be Released

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G
C/g
G
G
Am
They say everything can be replaced,
Bm
Am
G
Yet every distance is not near.
G
Am
So I remember every face
Bm
Am
G
Of every man who put me here.
G
Am
I see my light come shining
Bm
Am
G
From the west unto the east.
G
Am
Any day now, any day now,
Bm
D/a
G
I shall be released. They say every man needs protection, They say every man must fall. Yet I swear I see my reflection Some place so high above this wall. I see my light come shining From the west unto the east. Any day now, any day now, I shall be released. Now yonder standing here in this lonely crowd, a man who swears he's not to blame. All day long I hear his voice shouting so loud, Crying out that he was framed. I see my light come shining From the west unto the east. Any day now, any day now, I shall be released.



I Wanna Be Your Lover

G
Well, the rainman comes with his magic wand And the judge says, "Mona can't have no bond" And the walls collide, Mona cries
D(7)
G
And the rainman leaves in the wolfman's disguise
C
I wanna be your lover, baby, I wanna be your man I wanna be your lover, baby
G
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours Well, the undertaker in his midnight suit Says to the masked man, "Ain't you cute!" Well, the mask man he gets up on the shelf And he says, "You ain't so bad yourself" I wanna be your lover, baby, I wanna be your man I wanna be your lover, baby I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours Well, jumpin' Judy can't go no higher She had bullets in her eyes, and they fire Rasputin he's so dignified He touched the back of her head an' he died I wanna be your lover, baby, I wanna be your man I wanna be your lover, baby I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours Well, Phaedra with her looking glass Stretchin' out upon the grass She gets all messed up and she faints That's 'cause she's so obvious and you ain't I wanna be your lover, baby, I wanna be your man I wanna be your lover, baby I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours



I Was Young When I Left Home

Tuning: Open G
G 000000
G' 000430
D 000210
C 002010
G'
D
G
C
D|-----0-------0----|---0-------0-----|----0-------------|---0-------0-----|---0-----0-----|
B|----------------3-|-----------------|------------------|-----------------|------1--------|
G|-3/4-----4--------|-------4-------3/|--4-----4\2-0-----|-------0-------0-|-------------0h|
D|-------0------0---|-----0-------0---|------0-------0-2-|-----2-------2---|----2------2---|
G|---0-------0------|-0-------0-------|--0-------0-------|-0-------0-------|-0------0------|
D|------------------|-----------------|------------------|-----------------|---------------|
D
C
G'
D
G
G
D|----0-------0-----|---0-------0-----|----0-------------|---0------0------|-0-------0-----|
B|------------------|-----------------|------------------|-----------------|---------------|
G|--2-----2---------|-------0-------2/|-/4-----4\2-0---0-|------0------0---|-----0-------0-|
D|------0-------0-0-|h2---2-------0---|------0-------0---|----0------0-----|---0-------0---|
G|--0-------0-------|-0-------0-------|--0-------0-------|-0------0------0-|-------0-------|
D|------------------|-----------------|------------------|-----------------|---------------| etc.
G'
I was young when I left home
D
G
C
And I been a-rambling 'round
D
And I never wrote a letter to my home
G
G'
D
G
C
To my home, lord, to my home
D
G'
And I never wrote a letter to my home It was just the other day I was bringing home my pay When I met an old friend I used to know Said your mother's dead and gone Baby sister's all gone wrong And your daddy needs you home right away Not a shirt on my back Not a penny on my name But I can't go home this-a-way This-a-way, lord lord lord And I can't go home this-a-way If you miss the train I'm on Count the days I'm gone You will hear that whistle blow a hundred miles Hundred miles, honey baby, lord lord lord And you'll hear that whistle blow a hundred miles I'm playing on a track Ma would come and whoop me back On them trussels down by old Jim McKay's When I pay the debt I owe To the commissary store I will pawn my watch and chain and go home Go home, lord lord lord I will pawn my watch and chain and go home Used to tell ma sometimes When I see them riding blind Gonna make me a home out in the wind In the wind, lord in the wind Make me a home out in the wind I don't like it in the wind I go back home again But I can't go home this-a-way This-a-way, lord lord lord And I can't go home this-a-way I was young when I left home And I been all rambling 'round And I never wrote a letter to my home To my home, lord lord lord And I never wrote a letter to my home



Jet Pilot

E
Well, she's got Jet Pilot eyes from her hips on down All the bombardiers are trying to force her out of town She's five feet nine and she carries a monkey wrench She weighs more by the foot than she does by the inch
A7
E
She got all the downtown boys, all at her command
B7
But you've got to watch her closely 'cause
E
she ain't no woman, she's a man



John Brown

***** Gaslight II version *****
Tuning: DADGBD (Double Drop D)
Capo V
D/f 303030 (more correctly: Dm/f)
"A"/e 202020
D5 000230 (no third)
C9 030030 (or more correctly: Cadd9)
G/b 020030
Basic accompaniment pattern for the verses, with lots of variations (such as
playing the descending figure on the fourth string instead of the fifth), but
over the same pattern:
D5
C9
D5
C9
G/b
D5
D5
C9
G/b
D5
: . . . : . . . : . . . : . . .
|-0---------------|-0---0---0-------|-0-------0---0---|-0---------------|
|-3---------------|-3---3---3-------|-3-------3---3---|-3---------------|
|-2---------------|-0---0---2-------|-2-------0---0---|-2---------------|
|-0-------0-------|-0---0---0-------|-0-------0---0---|-0-------0-------|
|-0-----3---------|-3---2---0-------|-0-------3---2---|-0-----3---------|
|-0---------------|---------0-------|-0---------------|-0---------------|
D5
C9
D5
C9
G/b
D5
C9
G/b
D
: . . . : . . . : . . . : . . .
|-0---------------|-0---0---0-------|-0-----------0---|-0---------------|
|-3---------------|-3---3---3-------|-3-----------3---|-3---------------|
|-2---------------|-0---0---2-------|-0-----------0---|-2---------------|
|-0-------0-------|-0---0---0-------|-0-----------0---|-0-------0-------|
|-0-----3---------|-3---2---0-------|-3-----------2---|-0-----3---------|
|-0---------------|---------0-------|-----------------|-0---------------|
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Intro (the figure in the first bar is often used as an interlude between the
verses, and the second line is used for the exclamations between some of the
verses):
D/f
"
A"/e
D5
D/f
"
A"/e
D5
: . . . . . : . . . . .
|-0---0---0---------------|-0---0---0-----------------------------------
|-3---2---3---------------|-3---2---3---------------repeat last figure--
|-0---0---2---------------|-0---0---2---------------a couple of times,--
|-3---2---0-------0-------|-3---2---0-------0-------then:---------------
|---------------3---------|-0---0---0-----3-----------------------------
|-------------------------|-3---2---0-----------------------------------
D/f
"
A"/e
D5
D/f
A/e
D5
: . . . : . . . : . . . : . . . .
|-0---------------|-0---------------|-0---------------|-0---0---0----------
|-3---------------|-2---------------|-3---------------|-3---2---3----------
|-0---------------|-0---------------|-2---------------|-0---0---2----------
|-3---------------|-2---------------|-0-------0-------|-3---2---0-------0--
|-0---------------|-0---------------|-0-----3---------|---------0-----3----
|-3---------------|-2---------------|-0---------------|---------0----------
Oh! Lord! from my home! When John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore. His mother sure was proud of him! As he stood straight and tall in his uniform and all. His mother's face broke out all to a grin. "Oh son, you look so fine, I'm glad you're a son of mine, You make me proud to know you hold a gun. Do what the captain says, lots of medals you will get, And we'll put them on the wall when you come home." When that old train pulled out, John's ma began to shout, Tellin' everybody in the whole neighborhood: "That's my son that's about to go, he's a soldier now, you know." She made well sure her neighbors understood. Oh! Lord! Understood! She got a letter once in a while and her face broke into a smile As she showed them to the people from next door. And she bragged about her son with his uniform and gun, And these things you called a good old-fashioned war. Then the letters ceased to come, for a long time they'd never come. They ceased to come for about nine months or more. Then a letter finally came saying, "Go down and meet the train. Your son's a-coming home from the war." Oh! Lord! From the war. She smiled and went right down, she looked up and all around But she did not see her soldier son in sight. But as all the people passed, she saw her son at last, When she did she could hardly believe her eyes. His face was all shot up and his hands were both blown off And he wore a metal brace around his waist. He whispered kind of slow, in a voice she did not know, While she couldn't even recognize his face! "Oh my darling son, tell me what to you they done. How is it that you come to be this way?" His mouth could hardly move as he tried his best to talk And she did not even recognize his voice. "Don't you remember, Ma, when I went off to war You thought it was the best thing I could do? I was on the battleground, you were home, feeling proud. Thank God you wasn't standing in my shoes." "Oh, I thought when I was there, God, what am I doing here? I'm a-tryin' to kill my enemy or die tryin'. But as the enemy came close, the thing that hurt me most As I saw that his face looked just like mine." Oh! Lord! Just like mine! "And I couldn't help but think, through the thunder sound and stink, That I was just a puppet in a play. And through the roar and smoke, this string is finally broke, And a cannon ball blew my eyes away." As he turned away to walk, his Ma was still in shock At seein' the metal brace that helped him stand. But as he turned to go, he called his mother close And he dropped his medals down into her hand. Oh! Lord! To her hand!
==============================
***** Bismarck, June 15, 1990 *****
D/c x30030 (Cadd9)
G/b x20030 (G6/b)
Gm/Bb x10030 (Gm6/Bb)
The chords gradually change from this:
D
John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore.
/c
/b
D
His mama sure was proud of him! He stood so straight and tall in his uniform and all.
/c
/b
D
His mama's face broke out into a grin. To this:
D
/c
Oh his face was all shot off and his hand were both blown back
G/b
D
And he wore a metal brace around his waist.
D
/c
He whispered kind of slow, in a voice she did not know,
G/b
D
While she couldn't even recognize his face! And with the ending: |:
D
. . . |
/c
. . . |
G/b
. . . |
Gm/bb
. . . :|
D
Otherwise the lyrics are more or less as in the Unplugged version.
==============================
***** Unplugged version *****
An occasional lick:
A
: . . .
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|-----2-2---------|--------
|-----2-2---------|--------
|-----2-2---------|--------
|-0-------3h0-----|-0------
|-------------3---|--------
A
John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore.
G
D/f#
A
His mama sure was proud of him!
A
He stood so straight and tall in his uniform and all.
G
D/f#
A
His mama's face broke out into a grin. "Oh son, you look so fine, I'm glad you're a son of mine, You make me proud to know you hold a gun. Do what the captain says, lots of medals you will get, And we'll put them on the wall when you get home." That old train pulled out, John's ma began to shout, Tellin' everybody in the neighborhood: "That's my son that's about to go, he's a soldier now, you know." She made well sure her neighbors understood. She got a letter once in a while, her face broke into a smile she showed them to the people from next door. she bragged about her son with his uniform and gun, And these things you called a good old-fashioned war. Then the letters ceased to come, for a long time they did not come. ceased to come for about ten months or more. Then a letter finally came saying, "Go down and meet the train. Your son is coming back from the war." She smiled and she went right down, she looked up and all around But she did not see her soldier son in sight. When all the people passed, she saw her son at last, When she did she could not believe her eyes. Oh his face was all shot off and his hand were blown away And he wore a metal brace around his waist. He whispered kind of slow, in a voice she didn't know, While she couldn't even recognize his face! "Oh tell me, my darling son, tell me what they done. How is it you come to be this way?" He tried his best to talk but his mouth could hardly move And his mother had to turn her face away. "Don't you remember, Ma, when I went off to war You thought it was the best thing I could do? I was on the battleground, you were home acting proud. You wasn't there standing in my shoes." "Well, and I thought when I was there, Lord, what am I doing here? tryin' to kill somebody or die tryin'. But the thing that scared me most when my enemy came close I could see that his face looked just like mine." "And I couldn't help but think, through the thunder rolling stink, I was just a puppet in a play. And through the roar and smoke, this string it finally broke, And a cannon ball blew my eyes away." As he turned away to go, his Mother was acting slow seein' the metal brace that helped him stand. But as he turned to leave, he called his mother close And he dropped his medals down into her hand.
A
. . .
G
. . .
D/f#
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F
. . .
A
. . .
G
. . .
D/f#
. . .
F
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A
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G
. . .
D/f#
. . .
F
. . .
A



Julius And Ethel

E
Now that they are gone you know the truth it can be told
D
They were sacrificed lambs in the market place sold
A
E
Julius and Ethel, Julius and Ethel Now that they are gone you know the truth it can come out They were never proven guilty beyond a reasonable doubt Julius and Ethel, Julius and Ethel The people thought they were guilty at the time Some even said there hadn't been any crime Julius and Ethel, Julius and Ethel People look upon this couple with contempt and doubt But they loved each other right up to the time they checked out Julius and Ethel, Julius and Ethel Eisenhower was president, Senator Joe was King Long as you didn't say nothing you could say anything Julius and Ethel, Julius and Ethel Now some they blamed the system, some they blamed the man Now that it is over, no one knows how it began Julius and Ethel, Julius and Ethel Every Kingdom got to fall even the Third Reich Man can do what he please but not for as long as he like Julius and Ethel, Julius and Ethel Well they say they gave the secrets of the Atom Bomb away Like no one else could think of it, it wouldn't be here today Julius and Ethel, Julius and Ethel Someone says the fifties was the age of great romance I say that's just a lie, it was when fear had you in a trance Julius and Ethel, Julius and Ethel



Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie

When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb When you think you're too old, too young, too smart or too dumb When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup If the wind's got you sideways with with one hand holdin' on And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long And you start walkin' backwards though you know its wrong And lonesome comes up as down goes the day And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin' And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin' And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a-pourin' And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin' And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin' And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin' And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm And to yourself you sometimes say "I never knew it was gonna be this way Why didn't they tell me the day I was born" And you start gettin' chills and yer jumping from sweat And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet And yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air And the whole world's a-watchin' with a window peek stare And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin' And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet And you need it badly but it lays on the street And yer bell's bangin' loudly but you can't hear its beat And you think yer ears might a been hurt Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight-blindin' dirt And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush When you were faked out an' fooled white facing a four flush And all the time you were holdin' three queens And it's makin you mad, it's makin' you mean Like in the middle of Life magazine Bouncin' around a pinball machine And there's something on yer mind you wanna be saying That somebody someplace oughta be hearin' But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed And no matter how you try you just can't say it And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it And yer eyes get swimmy from the tears in yer head And yer pillows of feathers turn to blankets of lead And the lion's mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth And his jaws start closin with you underneath And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign And you say to yourself just what am I doin' On this road I'm walkin', on this trail I'm turnin' On this curve I'm hanging On this pathway I'm strolling, in the space I'm taking In this air I'm inhaling Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard Why am I walking, where am I running What am I saying, what am I knowing On this guitar I'm playing, on this banjo I'm frailin' On this mandolin I'm strummin', in the song I'm singin' In the tune I'm hummin', in the words I'm writin' In the words that I'm thinkin' In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin' Who am I helping, what am I breaking What am I giving, what am I taking But you try with your whole soul best Never to think these thoughts and never to let Them kind of thoughts gain ground Or make yer heart pound But then again you know why they're around Just waiting for a chance to slip and drop down "Cause sometimes you hear'em when the night times comes creeping And you fear that they might catch you a-sleeping And you jump from yer bed, from yer last chapter of dreamin' And you can't remember for the best of yer thinking If that was you in the dream that was screaming And you know that it's something special you're needin' And you know that there's no drug that'll do for the healin' And no liquor in the land to stop yer brain from bleeding And you need something special Yeah, you need something special all right You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track To shoot you someplace and shoot you back You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler That's been banging and booming and blowing forever That knows yer troubles a hundred times over You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race That won't laugh at yer looks Your voice or your face And by any number of bets in the book Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze You need something to open up a new door To show you something you seen before But overlooked a hundred times or more You need something to open your eyes You need something to make it known That it's you and no one else that owns That spot that yer standing, that space that you're sitting That the world ain't got you beat That it ain't got you licked It can't get you crazy no matter how many Times you might get kicked You need something special all right You need something special to give you hope But hope's just a word That maybe you said or maybe you heard On some windy corner 'round a wide-angled curve But that's what you need man, and you need it bad And yer trouble is you know it too good "Cause you look an' you start getting the chills "Cause you can't find it on a dollar bill And it ain't on Macy's window sill And it ain't on no rich kid's road map And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house And it ain't made in no Hollywood wheat germ And it ain't on that dimlit stage With that half-wit comedian on it Ranting and raving and taking yer money And you thinks it's funny No you can't find it in no night club or no yacht club And it ain't in the seats of a supper club And sure as hell you're bound to tell That no matter how hard you rub You just ain't a-gonna find it on yer ticket stub No, and it ain't in the rumors people're tellin' you And it ain't in the pimple-lotion people are sellin' you And it ain't in no cardboard-box house Or down any movie star's blouse And you can't find it on the golf course And Uncle Remus can't tell you and neither can Santa Claus And it ain't in the cream puff hair-do or cotton candy clothes And it ain't in the dime store dummies or bubblegum goons And it ain't in the marshmallow noises of the chocolate cake voices That come knockin' and tappin' in Christmas wrappin' Sayin' ain't I pretty and ain't I cute and look at my skin Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry When you can't even sense if they got any insides These people so pretty in their ribbons and bows No you'll not now or no other day Find it on the doorsteps made out-a papier mache And inside it the people made of molasses That every other day buy a new pair of sunglasses And it ain't in the fifty-star generals and flipped-out phonies Who'd turn yuh in for a tenth of a penny Who breathe and burp and bend and crack And before you can count from one to ten Do it all over again but this time behind yer back My friend The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl And play games with each other in their sand-box world And you can't find it either in the no-talent fools That run around gallant And make all rules for the ones that got talent And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think they do And think they're foolin' you The ones who jump on the wagon Just for a while 'cause they know it's in style To get their kicks, get out of it quick And make all kinds of money and chicks And you yell to yourself and you throw down yer hat Sayin', "Christ do I gotta be like that Ain't there no one here that knows where I'm at Ain't there no one here that knows how I feel Good God Almighty, that stuff ain't real" No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face You gotta look some other place And where do you look for this hope that yer seekin' Where do you look for this lamp that's a-burnin' Where do you look for this oil well gushin' Where do you look for this candle that's glowin' Where do you look for this hope that you know is there And out there somewhere And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows Your nose can only smell two kinds of hallways You can touch and twist And turn two kinds of doorknobs You can either go to the church of your choice Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital You'll find God in the church of your choice You'll find Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital And though it's only my opinion I may be right or wrong You'll find them both in the Grand Canyon at sundown



Lay Down Your Weary Tune

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C
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G
C
G
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Em
D
Lay down the song you strum
C
/b
/a
G
D/a
G
C
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
G
D
/c
/b
G
D
No voice can hope to hum Struck by the sounds before the sun I knew the night had gone The morning breeze like a bugle blew Against the drums of dawn Lay down your weary tune, lay down... The ocean wild like an organ played The seaweed's wove its strands The crashin' waves like cymbals clashed Against the rocks and sands Lay down your weary tune, lay down... I stood unwound beneath the skies And clouds unbound by laws The cryin' rain like a trumpet sang And asked for no applause Lay down your weary tune, lay down... The last of leaves fell from the trees And clung to a new love's breast The branches bare like a banjo played To the winds that listened best I gazed down in the river's mirror And watched its winding strum The water smooth ran like a hymn And like a harp did hum Lay down your weary tune, lay down...



Let Me Die In My Footsteps

G
I will not go down under the ground
C
"Cause somebody tells me that death's comin' 'round
G
An' I will not carry myself down to die
C
When I go to my grave my head will be high,
G
C
Let me die in my footsteps
G
D/f#
C
G
Before I go down under the ground. There's been rumors of war and wars that have been The meaning of the life has been lost in the wind And some people thinkin' that the end is close by "Stead of learnin' to live they are learning to die. Let me die in my footsteps Before I go down under the ground. I don't know if I'm smart but I think I can see When someone is pullin' the wool over me And if this war comes and death's all around Let me die on this land 'fore I die underground. Let me die in my footsteps Before I go down under the ground. There's always been people that have to cause fear They've been talking of the war now for many long years I have read all their statements and I've not said a word But now Lord God, let my poor voice be heard. Let me die in my footsteps Before I go down under the ground. If I had rubies and riches and crowns I'd buy the whole world and change things around I'd throw all the guns and the tanks in the sea For they are mistakes of a past history. Let me die in my footsteps Before I go down under the ground. Let me drink from the waters where the mountain streams flood Let me smell of wildflowers flow free through my blood Let me sleep in your meadows with the green grassy leaves Let me walk down the highway with my brother in peace. Let me die in my footsteps Before I go down under the ground. Go out in your country where the land meets the sun See the craters and the canyons where the waterfalls run Nevada, New Mexico, Arizona, Idaho Let every state in this union seep in your souls. And you'll die in your footsteps Before you go down under the ground.



Long Ago Far Away

Tuning: DADGBE (Drop D)
Most of the accompaniement consists of a steady alternation of two
tones on the 6th string (open and fingered/bent on the 3rd fret), with
chords strummed in between (see tab). A D major chord is held
throughout, but with the 1st string open for most of the song (it is
mostly not played on, but it can be heard at the end of the second
verse) and the 3rd string alternating between open and fingered. The
chord is probably fingered with the third finger constantly on the
second string, and the second finger alternating between the 3rd and
the 6th strings. The rhythm is rather square with the same pattern
throughout, with a little extra on the "Long ago, far away" refrain line.
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|-----2-2-----0-0-|-----2-2---0-0-0-| rep.
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|-0-------3b------|-0-------3b------|
D
To preach of peace and brotherhood, Oh what might be the cost! a man he did it long ago, and they hung him on a cross.
A
D
Long ago, far away
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A
D
Those things don't happen nowadays The chains of slaves they dragged the ground with heads and hearts hung low But that was during Lincoln's time, and that was long ago. Long ago, far away Those things like that don't happen no more nowadays, do they? The war guns they bombed and blazed the whole world bled its blood. Men's bodies rotted on the ground on the edge as their graves were made in mud. Long ago, far away Those kind of things don't happen no more nowadays One man had much money, One man had not enough to eat, One man he lived just like a king, The other man begged on the street. Long ago, far away, things like that don't happen no more nowadays. One man died of a knife so sharp, One man died from the bullet of a gun, One man died of a broken heart
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D
To see the lynchin' of his son. Long ago, far away Things like that don't happen no more nowadays. Gladiators killed themselves, It was during the Roman times. People cheered with bloodshot grins As eye and minds went blind. Long ago, far away Things like that don't happen no more nowadays. And to talk of peace and brotherhood, Oh, what might be the cost! A man he did it long ago And they hung him on a cross. Long ago, far away Things like that don't happen no more nowadays, do they?



Long Time Gone

Tuning: DADGBE (Drop D)
Capo I
G' 000000
D
My parents raised me tenderly
C
D
I was their only son.
D
My mind got mixed with ramblin'
C
D
When I was all so young.
D
An' I left my home the first time
C
D
When I was twelve an' one.
D
I'm a long time a-comin', Ma
C
D
I'll be a long time gone. On the western side of Texas On the Texas plains I tried to find a job of work But they said I's young of age. My eyes they burned when I heard "Go home where you belong!" I'm a long time a-comin' I'll be a long time gone. I remember when I's ramblin' Around with the carnival trains. Different towns, different people Somehow they're all the same I remember children's faces best I remember travelin' on. I'm a long time a-comin' I'll be a long time gone. I once loved a fair young maid An' I ain't too big to tell If she broke my heart a single time She broke it ten or twelve. I walked an' talked all by myself I did not tell no one. I'm a long time a-comin', babe I'll be a long time gone.
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G'
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D
. . . . . Many times by the highway side I tried to flag a ride With bloodshot eyes an' grittin' teeth I'd watch the cars roll by. The empty air hung in my head I's thinkin' all day long. I'm a long time a-comin' An' I'll be a long time gone. You might see me on your crossroads When I'm passin' through Remember me how you wished to As I'm a-driftin' from your view. I ain't got the time to think about it I got too much to get done. Well, I'm a long time a-comin' An' I'll be a long time gone. If I can't help somebody With a word or song If I can't show somebody They are travelin' wrong. But I know I ain't no prophet An' I ain't no prophet's son. I'm just a long time a-comin' An' I'll be a long time gone. So you can have your beauty It's skin deep an' it only lies An' you can have your youth It'll rot before your eyes. Just give to me my gravestone With it clearly carved upon. "I's a long time a-comin' An' I'll be a long time gone."
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/c
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|-----3---3-3-3---|-3---3-----3-3---|-3---3---3---3---|-3---3---|
|-----2---2-2-0---|-2---2-----2-2---|-0---0---0---0---|-0---0---|
|-0-------0---0---|-0---0---0---0---|-0---0---0---0---|-0---0---|
|-0-------0---3---|-0---0---0---0---|-3---3---2---2---|-3---2---|
|-0-------0-------|-0---0---0---0---|-----------------|---------|
D
/c
D
: . . . : . . .
|-----2---2-2-0---|-2-------2-------||
|-----3---3-3-3---|-3-------3-------||
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Lord, Protect My Child

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|:
G
. . .
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G7
For his age, he's wise
C
G
C/g
G
He's got his mother's eyes
Em
There's gladness in his heart
D
G/d
D
He's young and he's wild
G
G7
My only prayer
C
Cm
is, if I can't be there
G
D
G
Lord, protect my child As his youth now unfolds He is centuries old Just to see him at play makes me smile No matter what happens to me No matter what my destiny Lord, protect my child While the world is asleep You can look at it and weep Few things you find are worthwhile And though I don't ask for much No material things to touch Lord, protect my child He's young and on fire Full of hope and desire In a world that's been raped, raped and defiled If I fall along the way And can't see another day Lord, protect my child There'll be a time I hear tell When all will be well When God and man will be reconciled But until men lose their chains And righteousness reigns Lord, protect my child



Love Is Just A Four Letter Word

G
D
Seems like only yesterday
Em
I left my mind behind
D
Down in the Gypsy Cafe
Em
With a friend of a friend of mine
D
Am
She sat with a baby heavy on her knee
D
Am
Yet spoke of life most free from slavery
D
Am
With eyes that showed no trace of misery
D
Am
A phrase in connection first with she
C
D
I heard
D7
G
That love is just a four-letter word Outside a rambling store-front window Cats meowed to the break of day Me, I kept my mouth shut, too To you I had no words to say My experience was limited and underfed You were talking while I hid To the one who was the father of your kid You probably didn't think I did, but I heard You say that love is just a four-letter word I said goodbye unnoticed Pushed towards things in my own games Drifting in and out of lifetimes Unmentionable by name Searching for my double, looking for Complete evaporation to the core Though I tried and failed at finding any door I must have thought that there was nothing more Absurd than that love is just a four-letter word Though I never knew just what you meant When you were speaking to your man I can only think in terms of me And now I understand After waking enough times to think I see The Holy Kiss that's supposed to last eternity Blow up in smoke, its destiny Falls on strangers, travels free Yes, I know now, traps are only set by me And I do not really need to be Assured that love is just a four-letter word



Mama You Been On My Mind

G6 322003 (drop the 1st string and play 32000x-32200x-32300x,
G7 323003 that's the only way to get this one smooth)
C
E
Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat
Am
D7/f#
An' coverin' the crossroads I'm standing at,
C
/b
Am
G
C/g
Or maybe it's the weather or something like that,
G
G6
G7
C
G
But mama, you been on my mind.
C
E
I don't mean trouble, please don't put me down or get upset,
Am
D7/f#
I am not pleadin' or sayin', "I can't forget you."
C
E
Am
Am/g
F
I do not pace the floor bowed down an' bent, but yet,
C/g
G
G6
G7
C
Mama, you been on my mind.
C
Even though my mind is hazy an' my thoughts they might be narrow,
E
Am
D7/f#
Where you been don't bother me nor bring me down with sorrow.
C
G
Am
/g
F
I don't even mind who you'll be wakin' with tomorrow,
C/g
G
G6
G7
C
But mama, you're just on my mind.
C
I am not askin' you to say words like "yes" or "no,"
E
Am
D7/f#
Please understand me, I have no place I'm callin' you t' go.
C
G
Am
/g
F
I'm just whisperin' to myself, so I can pretend that I don't know,
C/g
G
G6
G7
C
G
Mama, you are on my mind.
C
When you wake up in the mornin', baby, look inside your mirror.
E
Am
D7/f#
You know I won't be next to you, you know I won't be near.
C
E
Am
/g
F
I'd just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear
C/g
G
G6
G7
C
As someone who has had you on his mind



Marchin' To The City

Eb/bb
Bb
Eb/bb
Bb
Well I'm sitting in church, in an old wooden chair
Eb/bb
Bb
Eb/bb
Bb
I knew nobody would look for me there
Eb7
Sorrow and pity rule the earth and the skies
Bb7
Eb/bb
Bb
Looking for nothing in anyone's eyes
F
Eb
Once I had pretty girls, did me wrong
Bb
Now I'm marching to the city, and the road ain't long Snowflakes are falling around my head Lord have mercy, it feel heavy like lead I been hit too hard, seen too much Nothing can heal me now but your touch Once I had a pretty girl, she done me wrong Now I'm marching to the city, and the road ain't long Loneliness got a mind of its own The more people around, the more you feel alone I'm chained to the earth, like a silent slave Trying to break free out of death's dark cave Once I had a pretty girl, done me wrong Now I'm marching to the city, and the road ain't long Boys in the street, beginning to play Girls like birds, flying away I'm carrying the roses that were given to me And I'm thinking about paradise, wondering what it might be Once I had a pretty girl, she done me wrong Now I'm marching to the city, and the road ain't long Go over to London, maybe gay Paree Follow the river, you get to the sea I was hoping we could drink from life's clear streams I was hoping we could dream life's pleasant dreams Once I had a pretty girl, but she done me wrong Now I'm marching to the city, and the road ain't long Well the weak get weaker and the strong stay strong The train keeps rolling all night long She looked at me with an irresistable glance With a smile that could make all the planets dance Once I had a pretty girl, she did me wrong Now I'm marching to the city, and the road ain't long My house is on fire, burning to the skies I thought the rain clouds, but the clouds passed by When I'm gone, you'll remember my name I'm gonna win my way to wealth and fame Once I had a pretty girl, but she did me wrong Now I'm marching to the city, and the road ain't long
==== Tell Tale Signs outtake ====
E
Loneliness got a mind of its own The more people around, the more you feel alone
A7
I've been chained to the earth like a silent slave
E
I'm trying to break free out of death's dark cave
B7
Once I had a pretty girl, she did me wrong
C#m
A
E
Now I'm marching to the city, boys, and the road ain't long I was hoping to my soul that we'd never part You took all the madness right out of my heart I was hoping we could drink from life's clear streams I was hoping we could dream from life's pleasant dreams Once I had a pretty girl, She did me wrong Now I'm marching to the city, boys, and the road ain't long My house is burnin' up to the skies I thought it would rain but the clouds passed by Sorrow and pity through the earth and the skyes I'm not looking for nothing in anyone's eyes Once I had a pretty girl, She did me wrong Now I'm marching to the city, boys, and the road ain't long Wind is blowin', all troubles and dirt Time to get away 'fore someone gets hurt I just don't know what I'm a-gonna do I was all right 'til I fell in love with you Once I had a pretty girl, She did me wrong Now I'm marching to the city, boys, and the road ain't long



Mixed Up Confusion

D7
I got mixed up confusion
G
Man, it's a-killin' me Well, there's too many people And they're all too hard to please Well, my hat's in my hand Babe, I'm walkin' down the line An' I'm lookin' for a woman Whose head's mixed up like mine Well, my head's full of questions My temp'rature's risin' fast Well, I'm lookin' for some answers But I don't know who to ask But I'm walkin' and wonderin' And my poor feet don't ever stop Seein' my reflection I'm hung over, hung down, hung up!



Need A Woman

A
Lately I've been having evil dreams
E
A
I wake up in a cold blue glare I run the tape back in my mind
E
wonderin' if I took the wrong road somewhere
D
Searching for the truth the way God designed it Well, the real truth is that I may be afraid to find it
A
G
D
A
Well I need a woman, all right
G
D
A
Need a woman, every night
D
To be with me and know me as I am To show me the kind of love that don't have to be condemned
E
A
And I want you to be that woman Yes, I do
G
D
A
G
D
A
(every day, be that woman every way) I've had my eyes on you baby for five long years Well, you probably don't know me at all but I have seen your laughter and I've seen your tears A tell-tale heart will show itself to anybody near There's always some new stranger in the night To lend a sympathetic ear Well I need a woman to be my own Need a woman that's mine alone Seen you in the doorway, I seen your in the park Seen you in the sunshine, I seen you in the dark And I want you to be that woman (Oh oh oh, Be that woman every way) You keep listening to something long enough you just bound to believe that it's true You know there's some things that you put up it's gonna come back on you The [...] is not common and don't last Whatever's waiting in the future could be what you're running from in the past I need a woman, [ah pull up] Need a woman, [ticket from the same stub] (?) :-) Someone who likes simple things, is not afraid to bend Someone who don't make herself up to make every man her friend And I want you to be that woman (every day, be that woman every way) Don't know what you got that I want Don't know what I got to give Don't know how much time I've got don't know how long I live The rebellion in my soul - why was it created? To blur the focus of my mind and keep me isolated But I need a woman, ain't no crime Need a woman, all the time To see the promised land with me as the time goes by To rule my heart with sweetness and boldness from on high And I want you to be that woman, Yes I do Be that woman straight and true



Nobody Cept You

G
D
G
Nothing 'round here to me that's sacred
Em
C
'Cept you, yeah you
G
D
G
there's nothing round here to me that matters
Em
C
'Cept you, yeah you
C
You're the one that reaches me
G
You're the one that I admire
C
Every time we meet together
G
I feel like I'm on fire
C
Nothing matters to me
G
Em
And there's nothing I desire
C
Am
'Cept you, yeah you Nothing 'round here I care to try for 'Cept you, yeah you Got nothing here to live or die for 'Cept you, yeah you There's a hymn I used to hear In the churches all the time Make me feel so good inside So peaceful, so sublime And there's nothing that reminds me of that Old familiar chime Except you, uh huh you
C
Used to run in the cemetery
G
Dance and run and sing when I was a child and it never seemed strange
C
Now I just pass mournfully
G
By that place where the bones of life are piled I know somethin' has changed I'm a stranger here and no one sees me 'Cept you, yeah you Nothing anymore seems to please me 'Cept you, yeah you Nothing hypnotizes me Or holds me in a spell Everything runs by me Just like water from a well Everybody wants my attention Everybody got something to sell 'Cept you, yeah you
Am
G
I'm in love with you



Only A Hobo

Csus2add9 x30030
G
C
G
As I was out walking on a corner one day
D
I spied an old hobo, in a doorway he lay
G
C
G
His face was all grounded in the cold sidewalk floor
D
G
And I guess he'd been there for the whole night or more
C
G
Only a hobo, but one more is gone
D
Csus2add9
G/b
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song
G
C
G
Leavin' nobody to carry him home
D
Csus2add9
G
He was only a hobo, but one more is gone A blanket of newspaper covered his head As the curb was his pillow, the street was his bed One look at his face showed the hard road he'd come And a fistful of coins showed the money he bummed Only a hobo, but one more is gone Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song Leavin' nobody to carry him home Only a hobo, but one more is gone Does it take much of a man to see his whole life go down To look up on the world from a hole in the ground To wait for your future like a horse that's gone lame To lie in the gutter and die with no name? Only a hobo, but one more is gone Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song Leavin' nobody to carry him home Only a hobo, but one more is gone



Paths Of Victory

Bb
The trail is dark and dusty
Eb
F
The road is kind of rough
Bb
But the good road is a-waiting
Eb
F
And boys it ain't far off
Bb
Trails of troubles
Eb
F
Roads of battles
Bb
Paths of victory
F
Bb
We shall walk I walked down to the valley I turned my head up high I seen that silver linin' That was hangin' in the sky Trails of troubles... The evenin' dust was rollin' I was walking down the track There was a one-way wind a-blowin' it was blowin' at my back Trails of troubles... The gravel road is bumpy It's a hard old road to ride But the clearer road's up yonder With the cinders on the side Trails of troubles... Tha mornin' train was movin' The hummin' of its wheels told me of a new day comin' across the field Trails of troubles...



Patty's Gone To Laredo

1975 tour rehearsals
Patty's gone to Laredo Everything in a bloom Patty's gone to Laredo Only of that tune Doing things in a barroom Have to make very soon Tell who linked in a low way In the Harlow And done anything in a wedding for it all night Happened tonight But the door is still locked And it [snowed] Patty gone to Laredo But she'll be back soon Left Jamaica this morning On for a boat fallen low Morning Lee takes his timber Up where the eagles fly Then they could tell him, "Never" But she don't cry And morrow slags for money on your reason why She'd only try It's the doorway, door is locked The key is this time



Percy's Song

C
F
C
Bad news, bad news come to me where I sleep
G
G6
G7
G
G6
G7
Turn, turn, turn again
C
F
Sayin' one of your friends is in trouble deep
Dm
F
G
G6
G7
G
G6
G7
Turn, turn to the rain and the wind Tell me the trouble, Tell once to my ear Joliet prison and ninety-nine years Oh what's the charge of how this came to be? Manslaughter in the highest of degree I sat down and wrote the best words I could write Explaining to the judge I'd be there on Wednesday night Without a reply, I left by the moon And was in his chambers by the next afternoon "Could ya tell me the facts?" I said without fear "That a friend of mine would get ninety-nine years" A crash on the highway flew the car to a field There was four persons killed and he was at the wheel But I knew him as good as I'm knowin' myself And he wouldn't harm a life that belonged to someone else The judge spoke out of the side of his mouth Sayin', "The witness who saw, he left little doubt" That may be true, he's got a sentence to serve But ninety-nine years, he just don't deserve Too late, too late, for his case it is sealed His sentence is passed and it cannot be repealed But he ain't no criminal and his crime it is none What happened to him could happen to anyone And at that the judge jerked forward and his face it did freeze Sayin', "Could you kindly leave my office now, please" Well his eyes looked funny and I stood up so slow With no other choice except for to go I walked down the hallway and I heard his door slam I walked down the courthouse stairs and I did not understand And I played my guitar through the night to the day Turn, turn, turn again And the only tune my guitar could play Was, "Oh the Cruel Rain And the Wind"



Positively 4th Street

G
Am
You got a lotta nerve
C
G
To say you are my friend
G
D
When I was down
C
Em
D
You just stood there grinning You got a lotta nerve To say you gota helping hand to lend You just want to be on The side that's winning You say I let you down You know it's not like that If you're so hurt Why then don't you show it You say you lost your faith But that's not where it's at You had no faith to lose And you know it I know the reason That you talk behind my back I used to be among the crowd You're in with Do you take me for such a fool To think I'd make contact With the one who tries to hide What he don't know to begin with You see me on the street You always act surprised You say, "How are you?", "Good luck" But you don't mean it When you know as well as me You'd rather see me paralyzed Why don't you just come out once And scream it No, I do not feel that good When I see the heartbreaks you embrace If I was a master thief Perhaps I'd rob them And now I know you're dissatisfied With your position and your place Don't you understand It's not my problem I wish that for just one time You could stand inside my shoes And just for that one moment I could be you Yes, I wish that for just one time You could stand inside my shoes You'd know what a drag it is To see you



Rain And The Wind

When that I was and a little tiny boy With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain A foolish thing was but a toy For the rain it raineth every day But when I came to man's estate With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain 'Gainst knnaves and thieves men shut their gate For the rain it raineth every day But when I came, alas, to wive With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain By swaggering could I never thrive For the rain it raineth every day But when I came unto my beds With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain With tosspots still had drunken heads For the rain it raineth every day A great while ago the world begun With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain But that's all one, our play is done And we'll strive to please you every day



Rita May

D
Rita May, Rita May You got your body in the way
G
You're so damn nonchalant
D
But it's your mind that I want
A
You got me huffin' and a-puffin'
G
Next to you I feel like nothin'
D
Rita May Rita May, Rita May How'd you ever get that way? When do you ever see the light? Don't you ever feel a fright? You got me burnin' and I'm turnin' But I know I must be learnin' Rita May
G
All my friends have told me If I hang around with you
D
That I'll go blind
G
But I know that when you hold me That there really must be somethin'
A
On your mind Rita May, Rita May Laying in a stack of hay Do you remember where you been? What's that crazy place you're in? I'm gonna have to go to college 'Cause you are the book of knowledge Rita May



Santa Fe

G
Sante Fe,
C
D
G
dear dear dear dear dear Sante Fe
C
G
My woman needs every day
C
G
She promised to let me stay
C
G
D
She's rollin' up a knot to pray to gods away
G
She's in Sante Fe
C
D
G
Dear dear dear dear dear Santa Fe.
C
G
Now she opens up and lets me home
C
G
She's brown but she keeps from roam
C
G
She'll open up a happy home
C
D
G
She'll think when will that be warm in Sante Fe. Sante Fe, dear dear dear dear Sante Fe She's arms never teach to roam They're never never far from home I'll never ever ever roam To sail away She's all feel bad No no no no don't don't don't feel bad She's the worst thing he's ever had She's a mad, man that he's so glad She's over above the hat to bad She's never disappear so bad I went away. Sante Fe, dear dear dear dear dear dear Sante Fe My own heart city lay I won't have a nature way And I'm leavin' every day to run away From Sante Fe, dear dear dear dear dear Sante Fe. My woman's left sittin' at home She's actin' the police unknown She cried like an evening stone She leap back under a broom But she ain't gonna find a room And the tears send her on own ever day.



Series Of Dreams

C
C
G
C
I was thinking of a series of dreams
C
G
C
Where nothing comes up to the top
C
G
C
Everything stays down where it's wounded
C
F
And comes to a permanent stop
C
Wasn't thinking of anything specific
F
Like in a dream, when someone wakes up and screams
C
Nothing too very scientific
G
C
Just thinking of a series of dreams Thinking of a series of dreams Where the time and the tempo fly And there's no exit in any direction 'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes Wasn't making any great connection Wasn't falling for any intricate scheme Nothing that would pass inspection Just thinking of a series of dreams
Am
F
C
Dreams where the umbrella is folded
Am
F
C
Into the path you are hurled
Am
F
C
And the cards are no good that you're holding
C
G
Unless they're from another world In one, numbers were burning In another, I witnessed a crime In one, I was running, and in another All I seemed to be doing was climb Wasn't looking for any special assistance Not going to any great extremes I'd already gone the distance Just thinking of a series of dreams
Alternate verses from "Tell Tale Signs" version, 1989
Thinkin of a series of dreams where the middle and the bottom drop out and you're walking out of the darkness and into the shadows of doubt wasn't going to any great trouble You'd believe in it's whatever it seems nothing too heavy to burst the bubble Just thinking of a series of dreams. Thinking of a series of dreams Where the time and the tempo drag Suddenly the gate is thrown open and you're left there holding the bag Wasn't making any great connection Wasn't falling for any intricate scheme Nothing that would pass inspection I's just thinking of a series of dreams In one, the surface was frozen In another, I witnessed a crime In one, I was running, and in another All I seemed to be doing was climb Wasn't looking for any special assistance Not going to any great extremes I'd already gone the distance Just thinking of a series of dreams



Seven Curses

Tuning: Drop D
D
|---------------0-|h2-----3p2-----0-|h2------------(2)|-----------------|
|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
|-----------------|---2-------2-----|----------(2)----|-----------------|
|-----0-------0---|-----0-------0---|-----0-------0---|-----0-------0---|
|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
|-0-------0-------|-0-------0-------|-0-------0-------|-0-------0-------|
D
G
/f#
D
Old Reilley stole a stallion
D
G
/f#
D
But they caught him and they brought him back
G
/f#
A/e
D
G/b
And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground
G
A
D
with an iron chain around his neck Old Reilly's daughter got a message That her father was goin' to hang. She rode by night and came by morning With gold and silver in her hand When the judge he saw Reilly's daughter His old eyes deepened in his head, Sayin', "Gold will never free your father, The price, my dear, is you instead." "Oh I'm as good as dead," cried Reilly, "It's only you that he does crave And my skin will surely crawl if he touches you at all. Get on your horse and ride away." "Oh father you will surely die If I don't take the chance to try And pay the price and not take your advice. For that reason I will have to stay." The gallows shadows shook the evening, In the night a hound dog bayed, In the night the grounds were groanin', In the night the price was paid. The next mornin' she had awoken To know that the judge had never spoken. She saw that hangin' branch a-bendin', She saw her father's body broken. These be se-ven cur-ses on a judge so cruel That one doctor will not save him That two healers will not heal him, That three eyes will not see him. That four ears will not hear him, That five walls will not hide him, That six diggers will not bury him And that seven deaths shall never kill him.



Seven Days

Em
C
G
Seven days, seven more days she'll be comin'
B7
Em
Am
I'll be waiting at the station for her to arrive
B7
Em
Seven more days, all I gotta do is survive. She been gone ever since I been a child Ever since I seen her smile, I never forgotten her eyes. She had a face that outshine the sun in the skies. I been good, I been good while I been waitin' Maybe guilty of hesitatin', But I've been hangin' on Seven more days, all that'll be gone.
D
There's kissing in the valley,
A
Thieving in the alley,
B7
Em
Fighting every inch of the way.
D
Trying to get a lead on
A
somebody to beat [?] on
B7
Well, the nights are always sadder than the day.
Em
Seven days Seven more days that are connected Just like I expected, she'll be comin' on forth, My beautiful comrade from the north. There's fighting in the valley, Thieving in the alley, Fighting every inch of the way. Trying to get a lead on somebody new to beat on the nights are always sadder than the day.



She's Your Lover Now

C
Dm
Your pawnbroker roared,
Em
F
Also, so, so did the landlord
C/e
Dm
C/e
F
G
The scene was so crazy, Wasn't it?
C
Dm
Both were so glad,
Em
F
To watch me destroy what I had
C/e
Dm
C/e
F
G
Pain sure brings out the best in people, doesn't it?
Em
Dm
Why didn't you just leave me If you didn't want to stay?
Em
Dm
F
G
Why'd you have to treat me so bad? Did it have to be that way?
G
F
C/e
Dm
C
/b
Now you stand here expectin' me
Am
/g
F
C/e
G
to remember something you forgot to say
Am
G
Yes, and you, I see you're still with her, well
Am
That's fine 'cause she's comin' on so strange
G
G
F
Em
Dm
Can't you tell?
C
Dm
C/e
F
Somebody better explain
C
Dm
C/e
F
She's got her iron chain,
C
Dm
C/e
F
G
I'd do it, but I just can't remember how
Am
G
You talk to her
F
C
G
She's your lover now. I already assumed That we were in the felony room But I ain't a judge, you don't have to be nice to me Will you please tell that To your friend in the cowboy hat You know he keeps on sayin' everything twice to me You know I was straight with you You know I never tried to change you in any way You know if you didn't want to be with me That you didn't have to stay. Now you stand here sayin' you forgive and forget. Honey, what can I say? And you, you just sit around and ask for ashtrays, can't you reach? I see you kiss her on the cheek everytime she gives a speech With her picture books of the pyramid And her postcard of billy the kid why must evrybody bow? You better talk to her about it You're her lover now. Oh everybody that cares Is goin' up the castle stairs But I'm not up in your castle, honey, It's true, I can't recall San Francisco at all I can't even rember El Paso, uh , honey You never had to be faithful I didn't want you to grieve Oh, why was it so hard to you If you didn't want to be with me, just to leave? Now you stand here while your finger's goin' up my sleeve An' you, just what do you do, anyway? Ain't there nothing you can say? She'll be standin' on the bar soon With a fish head an' a harpoon An' a fake beard plastered on her brow You'd better do somethin' quick She's your lover now. Oh, why must I fall into this sadness? Do I look like Charles Atlas? Do you think I still got what you still got, baby? Her voice is really warm It's just that it ain't got no form But it's just like a dead man's last pistol shot, baby Oh, your mouth used to be naked, your eyes used to be so blue Your hurts used to be so nameless and your tears used to be so few Now your eyes cry wolf while your mouth cries: "I'm not scared of animals like you." And you there's really nothing about you I can recall I just saw you that one time and you were just there that's all But I've already been kissed, I'm not gonna get into this I couldn't make it anyhow You do it for me You're her lover now



Sign Language

G
G
D
C
Em
You speak to me in sign language
D
Em
As I'm eatin' a sandwich in a small cafe
C
G
At a quarter to three. But I can't respond to your sign language. You're taking advantage, bringing me down Can't you make any sound? 'Twas there by the bakery, surrounded by fakery Tell her my story, still I'm still there Does she know I still care?
Instrumental verse
Link Wray was playin' on a jukebox I was payin' For the words I was sayin' so misunderstood He didn't do me no good.



Sittin On A Barbed Wire Fence

Ab
I paid fifteen million dollars, twelve hundred and seventy-two cents I paid one thousand two hundred twenty-seven dollars and fifty-five cents
Eb7
See my bull dog bite a rabbit
Db9
Ab
And my hound dog is sittin' on a barbed-wire fence Well, my temperature rises and my feet can't walk so hot Yes, my temperature rises and my feet can't walk so hot Well, this Arabian doctor comes in, gives me a shot But he wouldn't tell me what it was that I got Well, this woman I've got, she's killin' me alive Yes, this woman I've got, she's killin' me alive She's makin' me into an old man, and man I'm not even 25 Of course, you're gonna think this song is a riff I know you're gonna think this song is just a riff Unless you've been inside a tunnel And fell down 69, 70 feet over a barbed-wire fence All right!



Someone's Got A Hold Of My Heart

They say, "Eat, drink and be merry, take the bull by the horns" I keep seeing visions of you, a lily among thorns Everything looks a little far away to me Gettin' harder and harder to recognize the trap Too much information about nothin', too much educated rap Just like you told me, it's just like you said it would be The moon goin' up like wildfire I feel the breath of a storm Something I got to do tonight You go inside and stay warm Someone's got a hold of my heart Someone's got a hold of my heart Someone's got a hold of my heart You, you, you, yeah, you got a hold of my heart Just got back from a city of powder blue skies Everybody thinks with their stomach, there's plenty of spies Every street is crooked, they just wind around till they disappear Madame Butterfly, she lulls me to sleep Like an ancient river, so wide and deep She said, "Be easy, baby, ain't nothin' worth stealin' here" You're the one I've been waitin' for You're the one I desire But you must first realize I'm not another man for hire Someone's got a hold of my heart Someone's got a hold of my heart Someone's got a hold of my heart You, you, you, yeah, you got a hold of my heart I hear the hot-blooded singer on the bandstand croon September Song, Memphis in June While they're beating the devil out of a guy who's wearing a flaming red wig I been to Babylon, I gotta confess I can still hear that voice crying in the wilderness What looks large from a distance, close up is never that big Never could learn to drink that blood And call it wine Never could learn to look at your face And call it mine Someone's got a hold of my heart Someone's got a hold of my heart Someone's got a hold of my heart You, you, you, yeah, you got a hold of my heart



Suze (The Cough Song)

The trick in this song is to let the chords begin on the last 8th note
of the previous bar, and to emphasise this note wherever it figures as
a melody tone, such as in the first measure. Many of the things that
are written in as hammer-ons or pull-offs in the tab, are really just
the almost inevitable result of changing chords at breakneck speed.
Don't bother too much about it; if you are able to play it at the
correct speed, the effects will come out in any case.
Capo IV
C
: . . . >
|---------------0-|
|-1---------------|
|-----------0-----|
|-----2-------2---|
|-3---------------|
|---------3-------|
C
F
C
> : . . . : . . . : . . . : . . .
||-----------------|-0---------------|-----------------|---------------0-|
||-----1-----------|-------1---------|-------1---------|-----1-----------|
||-----------------|-----------------|---0h2-----0h2---|-----------0-----|
||-----2-------2---|-----2-------2---|-----3-------3---|-----2-------2---|
||-3---------------|-3---------------|-----------------|-3---------------|
||---------3-------|---------3-------|-1-------1-------|---------3-------|
D7/f#
G
C
> > : . . . : . . . : . . . : . . .
|---------------0-|-----------------|-----------------|---------------0-|
|-----1-----------|-----1-----------|-------1---------|-----0-----------|
|-----------0-----|-----------------|---0h2-----2-----|-----------0-----|
|-----2-------2---|-----2-------2---|-----0-------0---|-----0-------0---|
|-3---------------|-3---------------|-----------------|-----------------|
|---------3-------|---------3-------|-2-------2-------|-3-------3-------|
C
F
D7/f#
C/g
> : . . . : . . . : . . . : . . .
|---------------0-|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
|-----1-----------|-----1-----------|-------1---------|-----1---------1-|
|-----------0-----|-----------------|---0h2-----2-----|-----------0-----|
|-----2-------2---|-----2-------2---|-----3-------3---|-----0-------0---|
|-3---------------|-3---------------|-----------------|-----------------|
|---------3-------|---------3-------|-1-------1-------|-2-------2-------|
C/g
G
Am
/g
F
G
> : . . . : . . . : . . .
|-----------------|-----------------|---------------0-||
|-------0---------|---1-----------1-|-------1p0-------||
|---0-------0---0-|h2---------0-----|---2-------0-----||
|-----2-------0---|-----2-------2---|-----3-------0---||
|-----------------|-0---------------|-----------------||
|-3-------3-------|---------3-------|-1-------3-------||
The pull-off is just the inevitable consequence of the chord change.
C
G
C
: . . . : . . . : . . . : . . .
||---------------0-|-----------------|-------1---------|---------------0-|
||-----1-----------|-----1-----------|---------------1-|-----1-----------|
||-----------0-----|-----------------|---0-------0-----|-----------0-----|
||-----2-------2---|-----2-------2---|-----0-------0---|-----2-------2---|
||-3---------------|-3---------------|-----------------|-3---------------|
||---------3-------|---------3-------|-3-------3-------|---------3-------|
D7/f#
G
: . . . : . . . : . . . : . . .
|---------------0-|-----------------|-----------------|---------------0-|
|----(1)----------|-----1-----------|-------1---------|-----0-----------|
|-----------0-----|-----------------|---0h2-----2-----|-----------0-----|
|-----2-------2---|-----2-------2---|-----0-------0---|-----0-------0---|
|-3---------------|-3---------------|-----------------|-----------------|
|---------3-------|---------3-------|-2-------2-------|-3-------3-------|
C
F
D7/f#
: . . . : . . . : . . . : . . .
|---------------0-|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
|-----1-----------|-----1-----------|-------1---------|-----1---------1-|
|-----------0-----|-------------0---|---0h2-----2-----|-----------0-----|
|-----2-------2---|-----2-------2---|-----3-------3---|-----0-------0(2)|
|-3---------------|-3---------------|-----------------|-----------------|
|---------3-------|---------3-------|-1-------1-------|-2-------2-------|
C/g
G
Am
/g
F
G
C
: . . . : . . . : . . . : . . .
|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------||
|-------0-------0-|h1-1-------------|-------1p0-----1-|-----1---------0-||
|---0-------0-----|-----------------|---2-------0-----|-----------0-----||
|-----2-------0---|-----2-------2---|-----3-------0---|-----2-------2---||
|-----------------|-0---------------|-----------------|-3---------------||
|-3-------3-------|---------3-------|-1-------3-------|---------3-------||
G
G/e
G7/f
C
: . . . : . . . : . . . : . . .
|------------------|---------------0-|---------------0-|-----------------|
|----------------0-|-----------------|-----1-----------|-----1-----------|
|---0-------0------|---0-------0-----|-----------0-----|-----------0-----|
|-----0-------h2---|-----3-(p0)--0---|-----2-------2---|-----2-------2---|
|------------------|-----------------|-3---------------|-3---------------|
|-3-------3--------|-3-------3-------|---------3-------|---------3-------|
G
G/e
G7/f
C
: . . . : . . . : . . . : . . .
|-----------------|------------------|---------------0-|-----------------|
|-----------------|----------------1-|-----1-----------|-----1---------0-|
|---0-------------|---0--------------|-----------0-----|-----------0-----|
|-----0--h2---2h3-|-----2-------2p0--|-----2-------2---|-----2-------2p0-|
|-----------------|------------------|-3---------------|-3---------------|
|-3-------3-------|-3-------3--------|---------3-------|---------3-------|
A
D7/f#
: . . . : . . . : . . . : . . .
|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
(h2)--------------|-----------------|-------1-------1-|-------1-------1-|
|---2-------2-----|---2-------------|---2-------2-----|---2-------2-----|
|-----2-------2---|-----2---2---2---|-----0-------0---|-----0-------0---|
|-0-------0-------|-0---------------|-----------------|-----------------|
|-----------------|(0---------------|-2-------2-------|-2-------2-------|
F
G7
: . . . : . . . : . . . : . . .
|-----------------|-----------------|---------------1-|-----1---------3-|
|-------1-------1-|-------1-------0-|-----0-----------|-----------------|
|---2-------2-----|---2-------2-----|-----------0-----|-----------0-----|
|-----3-------3---|-----3-------3---|-----0-------0---|-----0-------0---|
|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
|-1-------1-------|-1-------1-------|-3-------3-------|-3-------3-------|
: . . . : . . . :
|-----3---------3-|-----------------||-----
|-----------------|---------------1-||-----
|-----------0-----|-----------0-----||-----
|-----0-------0---|-----0-------0h2-||-----
|-----------------|-----------------||-3---
|-3-------3-------|-3-------3-------||-----
... etc. from the beginning.



Talkin Bear Mountain Picnic Massacre Blues

G
/a
C
I saw it advertised one day,
D
/f#
that the Bear Mountain picnic was comin' my way.
G
C
"Come along 'n' take a trip,
D
/f#
G
We'll bring you up there on a ship.
/b
C
Bring the wife and family Bring the whole kids."
D
G
Yippee!
G
.
C
.
D
. .
G
/e
/d
. . . .
harp
Well, I run right down 'n' bought a ticket To this thing called the Bear Mountain Picnic. little did I realize I was in for a pleasant funny surprise. It had nothing to do with picnics didn't come close to a mountain. And I hate bears. Took the wife 'n' kids down to the pier, there were six thousand people there, Everybody had a ticket for the trip.
G
. .
/a
/b
C
"Oh well." I said, "it's a pretty big ship.
D
Besides, anyhow, the more the merrier." Well, we all got on 'n' what d'ya think, That big old boat started t' sink More people kept a-pilin' on,
G
. .
/a
/b
C
That old ship was a-goin' down.
D
Funny way t' start a picnic. Well, I soon lost track of m' kids 'n' wife, So many people I never saw in m' life That old ship was sinkin' down in the water,
/f#
G
There were six thousand people tryin' t' kill each other,
C
Dogs a-barkin', cats a-screamin', Women a-yellin', men a-flyin', fists a-flyin', paper flyin' Cops a-comin', me a-runnin'.
D
Maybe we just better call off the picnic. I got shoved down, got pushed around, All I remember was a moanin' sound, Don't remember one thing more,
/f#
G
. .
/a
/b
C
all I remember was wakin' up on the shore,
/b
/c
D
M' arms and legs were broken, m' feet were splintered, m' head was cracked, I couldn't walk, couldn't talk, smell, feel, couldn't see, Didn't know where I was, I was bald...
/f#
G
Quite lucky to be alive though. Well, feelin' like I just climbed outa m' casket, I grabbed back hold of m' picnic basket. Took the wife 'n' kids 'n' started home, Wishin' I'd never got up that mornin'. Now, I don't care just what you do, If you wanta have a picnic, that's up t' you. But don't tell me about it, I don't wanta hear it,
/f#
G
. .
/a
/b
You see, I just lost all m' picnic spirit.
C
/b
/c
Stay in m' kitchen,
D
have m' picnic in the bathroom. Well, it don't seem to me quite so funny What some people are gonna do f'r money. There's a bran' new gimmick every day
/f#
G
. .
/a
/b
Just t' take somebody's money away.
C
/b
/c
I think we oughta take some o' these people
D
put 'em on a boat, send 'em up to Bear Mountain... For a picnic.



Talkin John Birch Paranoid Blues

This is called: Talkin' John Birch Blues.
And there ain't nothing wrong with this song!
G
C
Well, I was feelin' sad and kind'a blue,
D
I didn't know what I was a-gonna do,
G
C
Them Communists wus a-comin' around,
D
They wus in the air, They wus on the ground.
G
.
C
.
D
. .
G
. . . They wus all over. So I run down most hurriedly And joined the John Birch Society, got me a secret membership card And went back home to the yard, Started lookin' on the sidewalk, under the hedges. Well, I got up in the mornin' 'n' looked under my bed, I wus lookin' every place for them gol-darned Reds. Looked behind the sink, and under the floor, Looked in the glove compartment of my car. Couldn't find any... Looked behind the clothes, behind my chair lookin' for them reds everywhere looked up my chimney hole, even deep down inside my toilet bowl, They got away... I heard some foot-steps by the front porch door, so I grabbed my shot-gun from the floor. Snuck around the house with a huff and a hiss, saying "Hands up, you communist!" It was the mailman. He punched me out. Well, I wus sittin' home alone an' started to sweat, Figured they wus in my TV set. I peeked behind the picture frame, Got a shock from my feet that hit my brain. Them Reds did it! Hootenanny Television... Well, I quit my job so I could work alone, got a magnifying glass like Sherlock Holmes. Followed some clues from my detective bag And discovered: red stripes on the American flag! Betsy Ross... Now Eisenhower, he's a Russian spy, Lincoln, Jefferson and that Roosevelt guy. To my knowledge there's just one man That's really a true American: That's George Lincoln Rockwell. I know for a fact he hates Commies cus he picketed the movie Exodus. Well, I fin'ly started thinkin' straight When I run outa things to investigate. Couldn't imagine nothing else, So now I'm home investigatin' myself! Hope I don't find out too much . . . Good God!
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Verses not sung in the released version:
Now we all agree with Hitlers' views, Although he killed six million Jews. It don't matter too much that he was a Fascist, At least you can't say he was a Communist! That's to say like if you got a cold you take a shot of malaria. Well, I investigated all the books in the library, Ninety percent of 'em gotta be burned away. I investigated all the people that I knowed, Ninety-eight percent of them gotta go. The other two percent are fellow Birchers . . . just like me.
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***** Live 1964 (The Philharmonic Hall) *****
["This is called, 'Talkin' John Birch ... PARANOID ... Blues' It's a fictitious story..."] Well, I was feelin' sad and kind of blue, I didn't know what I was gonna do, The Communists were comin' around, They were in the air, They were on the ground. They were all over. So I ran down most hurriedly And joined the John Birch Society, I got me a secret membership card went back to my back yard, Started lookin' on the sidewalk, 'Neath the rose bush. I wus lookin' everywhere for them gol-darned Reds, I got up in the mornin' looked under my bed, Looked behind the kitchen, behind the door, even tore loose the kitchen floor, Couldn't find any... I looked beneath the sofa, beneath the chair lookin' for them reds everywhere I looked way up my chimney hole, even deep down inside my toilet bowl, They got away... I heard some foot-steps by the front porch door, so I grabbed my shot-gun from the floor. Snuck around the house with a huff and a hiss, saying "Hands up, you communist!" It was the mailman. He punched me out. Well, I quit my job so I could work alone, got a magnifying glass like Sherlock Holmes. Following some clues from my detective bag I discovered there was red stripes on the American flag! Did you know about Betsy Ross . . .? Well, I was sittin' home alone an' I started to sweat, I figured they wus in my television set. I peeked behind the picture frame, Got a shock from my feet that hit my brain. Them Reds did it! The ones on Hootenanny! Well, I fin'ly started thinkin' straight When I run outa things to investigate. I couldn't imagine doing anyhing else, So now I'm home investigatin' myself! Hope I don't find out too much . . . Good God!



Tell Me

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B
E
B
E
B
Tell me, I've got to know
E
B
Tell me, tell me before I go
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Does that fire still burn? Does that flame still glow?
E
Or has it died out and melted like the snow
B
E
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E7
) Tell me. Tell me Tell me, what are you focused upon? Tell me, will it come to me after you're gone? Tell me now with a glance on the side Shall I hold you close or let you go by? Tell me. Tell me Is that the heat and the beat of your pulse that I feel? If it's not that, then what is it that you're trying to conceal? Do you have any secrets that will only come out in time? Do you lie in your bed do you stare at the stars? Is your main friend someone who's an old acquaintance of ours? Tell me. Yes, tell me Tell me, are those rock 'n' roll dreams in your eyes? Tell me behind what door your treasure lies Ever gone broke in a big way? Ever done the opposite of what the experts say? Tell me. Tell me Is it some kind of game that you're playin' with my heart How deep must I go, where do I start? Do you have any morals? Do you have any point of view? Is that a smile that I see on your face? Will it lead me to glory or lead me to disgrace? Tell me. Tell me Tell me, is that my name in your book? Tell me, will you go back and take another look? Tell me the truth, don't tell me no lies Are you anybody, someone, prays for, or cries? Tell me. Tell me



Tell Me Momma

Tuning: DADGBE (Drop D)
Capo VII
D
D/c
D
D/c
Cold black glass don't make no mirror
D
D/c
D
D/c
Cold black water don't make no tears
G/d
You say you love me with what may be love
D
Don't you remember makin' baby love?
Em
Yes, you got your steam drill,
F#m
now you're lookin' for some kid
Em
To get it to work for you
F#m
like your nine-pound hammer did
D
Dadd2
D
Dadd2
D
G/d
D
Dadd2
But I know that you know that I know that you show
Em
F#m
A
Something is tearing up your mind.
D
Tell me, momma, Tell me, momma,
Em
Tell me, momma, what is it?
F#m
D
What's wrong with you this time? Black sun-glass [came here, pony run] Tombstone babes, y'all can get it done Fool's gold in your teeth and cementary hips Get outside of your graveyard lips Yes, everybody's wonderin' when your friendship's gonna end But come on, baby, I'm your friend! And I know that you know that I know that you show Something is tearing up your mind. Tell me, momma, Tell me, momma, Tell me, momma, what is it? What's wrong with you this time? Ohh, you're pleasing but your face is red That ain't he can't get it, he's almost dead. Everybody sees you on your window ledge How long's it gonna take for your to get off the edge You just gonna make everybody jump and roar Now, whatcha wanna go and do that for? For I know that you know that I know that you know Something is tearing up your mind. Ah, tell me, momma, Tell me, momma, Tell me, momma, what is it? What's wrong with you this time?



Tell Ol' Bill

Capo III
Intro:
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The river whispers in my ear,
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I've hardly a penny to my name.
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The heavens never seemed so near.
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All of my body glows with flame.
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The tempest struggles in the air.
C
G
And to myself alone I sing.
D
It could sink me then and there,
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I can hear the echoes ring.
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I try to find one smilin' face
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To drive the shadows from my head.
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I'm stranded in this nameless place,
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Lyin' restless in a heavy bed |
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| Tell me straight out if you will, Why must you torture me within? Why must you come down from your high hill? Throw my fate to the clouds and wind Far away in a silent land Secret thoughts are hard to bear. Remember me, you'll understand: Emotions we can never share. You trampled on me as you passed, Left the coldest kiss upon my brow. All my doubts and fears are gone at last, I've nothing more to tell you now. I walk by tranquil lakes and streams As each new season's dawn awaits I lay awake at night with troubled dreams The enemy is at the gates Beneath the thunder-blasted trees The words are ringing off your tongue The ground is hard in times like these The stars are cold, the night is young, The rocks are bleak, the trees are bare, Iron clouds go floating by. Snowflakes falling in my hair Beneath the gray and stony sky. The evening sun is sinking low, The woods are dark, the town is too. They'll drag you down, they run the show. Ain't no tellin' what they'll do. Tell ol' Bill when he comes home: Anything is worth a try. Tell him that I'm not alone, That the hour has come to do or die. All the world I would defy, Let me make it plane as day. I look at you now and I sigh, How could it be any other way?
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The river whispers in my ear,
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I've hardly a penny to my name.
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The heavens never seemed so near.
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All of my body glows with flame.
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The tempest struggles in the air.
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And to myself alone I sing.
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It could sink me then and there,
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I can hear the echoes ring.
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I try to find one smilin' face
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To drive the shadows from my head.
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I'm stranded in this nameless place,
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Lyin' restless in a heavy bed



Thief On The Cross

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The riff that runs through the song is basically the same as in Cover Down Break Through, and several other gospel period songs. It can be played something like:
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(Thief on the cross, chances are slim) There's a thief on the cross, his chances are slim There's thief on the cross, I want to talk to him
C
D
Well everybody's been diverted,
C
D
Everybody lookin' the other way
C
D
Everybody's attention is divided
C
E11
Well they may not afford to wait, well - There's a thief on the cross his chances are slim There's a thief on the cross I wanna talk to him Wanna ask him 'bout his mother Wanna ask him 'bout his world Wanna ask him 'bout to talk to himself If this time it didn't roll too well, well - There's a thief on the cross his chances are slim There's a thief on the cross I wanna talk to him Well, everybody know too excited [?] Don't be too surprised Head for the dawn and you can see it well And it's rising in his eyes, well - There's a thief on the cross his chances are slim There's a thief on the cross I wanna talk to him There's a thief on the cross, there's a thief on the cross Now there's winning, ruling and readin' Everybody goes [...] [every scene be] too excited Whether Iran or Mexico, well - There's a thief on the cross his chances are slim There's a thief on the cross I wanna talk to him. There's a thief on the cross, thief on the cross There's a thief on the cross, There's a thief on the cross, There's a thief on the cross



Things Have Changed

Capo III
Amsus2
Em
Em
A worried man with a worried mind
Am
No one in front of me and nothing behind
Em
B7
There's a woman on my lap and she's drinking champagne
Em
Got white skin, got assassin's eyes
Am
I'm looking up into the sapphire tempered skies
Em
B7
Em
I'm well dressed, waiting on the last train
C
B7
Em
Standin' on the gallows with my head in the noose
C
B7
Any minute now I'm expectin' all hell to break loose
Em
People are crazy and times are strange
Am
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
Em
B7
Em
I used to care but - things have changed This place ain't doin' me any good I'm in the wrong town, I should've been in Hollywood Just for a second there I thought I saw something move Gonna take dancin' lessons, do the jitterbug rag Ain't no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag Only a fool in here would think he got anythin' to prove Lotta water under the bridge, lotta other stuff too Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through People are crazy and times are strange I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range I used to care but - things have changed I've been walkin' forty miles of bad road If the Bible is right the world will explode I'm tryin' to get as far away from myself as I can Some things are too hot to touch The human mind can only stand so much You can't win with a losing hand Feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet Puttin' her in a wheelbarrow and wheelin' her down the street People are crazy and times are strange I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range I used to care but - things have changed I hurt easy, I just don't show it You can hurt someone and not even know it The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity Gonna get lowdown, gonna fly high All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie I'm in love with a woman that don't even appeal to me Mr Jinx and miss Lucy they jumped in a lake I'm not that eager to make a mistake People are crazy and times are strange I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range I used to care but - things have changed



This Was My Love

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Soft as a rain drop, fresh as the sea
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Warm as the sunshine shinin' on me
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This was my love, this was my love Light was her laughter, few were her tears Gentle her beauty, tender her years This was my love, this was my love.
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Em
D
So young, so fair, such soft golden hair
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Smile always on her face
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F#m
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D
No other love can ever compare
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No other can take her place Others may cherish fortune or fame I will forever cherish her name This was my love, this was my love So young, so fair, such long golden hair Smile always on her face No other love can't ever compare No other can take her place Others may cherish fortune of fame I will forever cherish her name This was my love, this was my love



Tomorrow Is A Long Time

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C/g
G
C/g
G
If today was not an endless highway,
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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
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.



Train A-Travelin'

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There's an iron train
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There's an iron train a-travelin' been a-rollin' through the years,
D
G
With a firebox of hatred and a furnace full of fears.
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C
If you ever heard its sound or seen its blood-red broken frame,
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G
Then you know my voice and you've heard my name.
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Did you ever stop to wonder 'bout the hatred that it holds?
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G
Have you ever seen its passengers, its crazy mixed-up souls?
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C
Have you ever started thinkin' that you gotta stop that train?
C
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G
Then you know my voice and you've heard my name.
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C
Have you ever had it on your lips or said it in your head
C
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D7/a
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That the person standin' next to you just might be misled?
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C
Have you ever looked around and been confused at what you've seen?
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G
Then you know my voice and you've heard my name.
Additional verses not sung in the Broadside recording:
Do you ever get tired of the preachin' sounds of fear When they're hammered at your head and pounded in your ear? Have you ever asked about it and not been answered plain? Then you know my voice and you've heard my name. I'm a-wonderin' if the leaders of the nations understand This murder-minded world that they're leavin' in my hands. Have you ever laid awake at night and wondered 'bout the same? Then you know my voice and you've heard my name. Do the kill-crazy bandits and the haters get you down? Does the preachin' and the politics spin your head around? Does the burning of the buses give your heart a pain? Then you know my voice and you've heard my name.



Trouble In Mind

Em
G
Am
C
D
Am
I got to know, Lord, when to pull back on the reins
Em
G
Am
C
B
Am
Death can be the result of the most underrated pain Satan whispers to ya, "Well, I don't want to bore ya But when ya get tired of that Miss So-and-so I got another woman for ya" Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind Lord, take away this trouble in mind When the deeds that you do don't add up to zero It's what's inside that counts, ask any war hero You think you can hide but you're never alone Ask Lot what he thought when his wife turned to stone Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind Lord, take away this trouble in mind Here comes Satan, prince of the power of the air He's gonna make you a law unto yourself, build a bird's nest in your hair He's gonna deaden your conscience 'til you worship the work of your own hands You'll be serving strangers in a strange, forsaken land Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind Lord, take away this trouble in mind Well, your true love has caught you where you don't belong You say, "Baby, everybody's doing it so I guess it can't be wrong" The truth is far from you, so you know you got to lie Then you're all the time defending what you can never justify Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind Lord, take away this trouble in mind So many of my brothers, they still want to be the boss They can't relate to the Lord's kingdom, they can't relate to the cross They self-inflict punishment on their own broken lives Put their faith in their possessions, in their jobs or their wives Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind Lord, take away this trouble in mind When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke How long must I suffer, how long, Lord, must I be provoked? Satan will give you a little taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed Lord keep my blind side covered and see that I don't bleed Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind Lord, take away this trouble in mind



Troubled And I Don't Know Why

Capo I
C
I'm troubled and I don't know why
F
C
I'm troubled and I don't know why
G
F
G
the trouble on my mind is driving me blind
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G
C
I'm troubled and I don't know why Oh, what did the morning say? Oh, what did the morning say? Well, it rolled from the night with a dark dreary light Sayin' another old weary day What did the newspaper tell? What did the newspaper tell? Well, it rolled in the door and it layed on the floor Sayin' things ain't goin' so well What did the television squall? What did the television squall? Well, it roared and it boomed and it bounced around the room and it never said nothing at all What did the moviescreen lecture? What did the moviescreen lecture? Well, it heated and it froze and it took off all its clothes And I left in the middle of the picture



Up To Me

Tuning: Open D
Open Standard
E 054000 076400
B(ii) 042000 064400
A 020120 042220
Aadd9 020100 042200
B(vii) 777777 799877
E/b x04000 x22100
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B(ii)
A
Aadd9
Everything went from bad to worse, money never changed a thing
E
B(ii)
A
Aadd9
Death kept followin', trackin' us down, at least I heard your bluebird sing
B(vii)
E
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A
Aadd9
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy
E
E/b
A
E
I know you're long gone, I guess it must be up to me If I'd thought about it I never would've done it, I guess I would've let it slide If I'd lived my life by what others were thinkin', the heart inside me would've died I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity Someone had to reach for the risin' star, I guess it was up to me Oh, the Union Central is pullin' out and the orchids are in bloom I've only got me one good shirt left and it smells of stale perfume In fourteen months I've only smiled once and I didn't do it consciously Somebody's got to find your trail, I guess it must be up to me It was like a revelation when you betrayed me with your touch I'd just about convinced myself that nothin' had changed that much The old Rounder in the iron mask slipped me the master key Somebody had to unlock your heart, He said it was up to me Well, I watched you slowly disappear down into the officers' club I would've followed you in the door but I didn't have a ticket stub So I waited all night 'til the break of day, hopin' one of us could get free When the dawn came over the river bridge, I knew it was up to me Oh, the only decent thing I did when I worked as a postal clerk Was to haul your picture down off the wall near the cage where I used to work Was I a fool or not to try to protect your identity? You looked a little burned out, my friend, I thought it might be up to me Well, I met somebody face to face and I had to remove my hat She's everything I need and love but I can't be swayed by that It frightens me, the awful truth of how sweet life can be But she ain't a-gonna make me move, I guess it must be up to me We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects When you bite off more than you can chew you pay the penalty Somebody's got to tell the tale, I guess it must be up to me Well, Dupree came in pimpin' tonight to the Thunderbird Cafe Crystal wanted to talk to him, I had to look the other way Well, I just can't rest without you, love, I need your company But you ain't a-gonna cross the line, I guess it must be up to me There's a note left in the bottle, you can give it to Estelle She's the one you been wonderin' about, but there's really nothin' much to tell We both heard voices for a while, now the rest is history Somebody's got to cry some tears, I guess it must be up to me So go on, boys, and play your hands, life is a pantomime The ringleaders from the county seat say you don't have all that much time And the girl with me behind the shades, she ain't my property One of us has got to hit the road, I guess it must be up to me And if we never meet again, baby, remember me How my lone guitar played sweet for you that old-time melody And the harmonica around my neck, I blew it for you, free No one else could play that tune, You know it was up to me



Vomit Express

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I'm going down to Puerto Rico I'm going down on the midnight plane I'm going down on the Vomit Express I'm going down with my suitcase pain. You can take an ancient vacation fly over Florida's deep-blue end rise up out of this mad-house nation I'm going down with my oldest tender friend I'm going down to Puerto Rico... We know each other now twenty years, seen murders, and we wept tears Now we're gonna take ourselves a little bit of free time Wandering round the southern poverty clime I'm going down to Puerto Rico... Start flyin' with all the poor, old, sick ladies Everybody (in the plane) (drowded) and drunk, and they're crazy Flyin' home to die in the wobbly air All night long, they wanted the cheapest fare. I'm going down to Puerto Rico... When we're down on the air field, I've never been there, Except once walkin' around the air field in the great, wet heat, Walk out, smell that old mother-load of shit from the tropics Stomach growl [love], oh friends, beware. I'm going down to Puerto Rico... Me and my friend, no we won't even drink, And I won't eat meat, I won't fuck around Gonna walk the streets alone, [cars] will blink and wink Taxi's, buses and US gas all around. I'm going down to Puerto Rico... Start [read] poetry at the university, meet kids, look at their breasts, touch their hands, kiss their heads seen from the heart, maybe the four buddhist normal truths "Existence is suffering", it ends when you're dead -- I'm going down to Puerto Rico... Go out, walk up on the mountain, see the green rain imagine that forest, finds, get lost, sit cross-legged and meditate on old love pain, watch every old love turn to gold. I'm going down to Puerto Rico... See raindrops and the jungle rainbow, dancin' men; brown legs walk around on the mud road far from US smog, war, again Sit down, empty mind, vomit my holy load I'm going down to Puerto Rico... Come back to earth, walk the streets in shock Smoke some grass and eat me some cock kiss the mouth of the sweetest boy I can see who shows me his white teeth and brown skin joy I'm going down to Puerto Rico... Go find my old friend, we'll go to the museum, talk 'bout politics with the cats, and ask for revolution, get back on the plane and chant high in the sky Back to earth, to New York garbage streets and fly I'm going down to Puerto Rico... I'm gonna come back with frighteneds in the hot at New York's electrical eternity here pull the air-conditioner plug from the wall sit down with my straight spine and pray I'm going down to Puerto Rico...



Waitin' For You

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I never dreamed it could be A someone made just for me.
D7
When I'm letting her have her way, I'm here to see what she has to say.
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D
Aw, the poor girl always wins the day.
G
I'm stayin' ahead of the game, And she's a-doin' the same,
D7
And the whiskey flyin' into my head. The fiddler's arm has gone dead,
G
And talk is beginning to spread
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F
C
When did our love go bad?
C
G
Whatever happened to the best friend that I had?
G
It's been so long since I held you tight
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C
Been so long since we said goodnight.
C
F
C
The taste of tears is bittersweet.
C
G
When you're near me, my heart forgets to beat. You're there every night Among the good and the true,
G
F
C
And I'll be around, waitin' for you.
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. . Well, the king of them all Is starting to fall. I lost my gal at the boatman's ball. The night has a thousand hearts and eyes. Hope may vanish, but it never dies. I'll see you tomorrow when freedom rings. I'm gonna stay on top of things. It's the middle of summer, And the moon is blue. And I'll be around, waitin' for you. Another deal gone down, Another man done gone. You put up with it all, and you carry on. Something holding you back, But you'll come through. I'd bet the world and everything in it on you. Happiness is but a state of mind. Anytime you want, you can cross the state line. You don't need to be rich or well-to-do, I'll be around, waitin' for you.
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Wallflower

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Wallflower, wallflower
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G
C/g
G
Won't you dance with me?
D
I'm sad and lonely too.
G
Wallflower, wallflower
C
G
C/g
G
Won't you dance with me?
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D
G
I'm fallin' in love with you.
D
G
Just like you I'm wondrin' what I'm doin' here.
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D
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G6/b
D/a
Just like you I'm wondrin' what's goin' on.
G
Wallflower, wallflower
C
G
C/g
G
Won't you dance with me?
G
D
G
The night will soon be gone.
D
G
I have seen you standing in the smoky haze
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D
Dadd9/c
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D/a
And I know that you're gonna be mine one of these days, Mine alone!
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Wallflower, wallflower
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C/g
G
Take a chance on me.
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D
G
Please let me ride you home.



Walls Of Red Wing

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Oh, the age of the inmates
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G
I remember quite freely: No younger than twelve,
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/b
/c
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No older 'n seventeen.
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Thrown in like bandits
C
G
And cast off like criminals,
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/b
/a
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Inside the walls,
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on the grounds of Red Wing. From the dirty old mess hall You march to the brick wall, Too weary to talk And too tired to sing. Oh, it's all afternoon You remember your home town, Inside the walls, The walls of Red Wing. Oh, the gates are cast iron And the walls are barbed wire. Stay far from the fence With the 'lectricity sting. And it's keep down your head And stay in your number, Inside the walls, The walls of Red Wing. Oh, it's fare thee well To the deep hollow dungeon, Farewell to the boardwalk That takes you to the screen. And farewell to the minutes They threaten you with it, Inside the walls, The walls of Red Wing. It's many a guard That stands around smilin', Holdin' his club Like he was a king. Hopin' to get you Behind a wood pilin', Inside the walls, The walls of Red Wing. The night aimed shadows Through the crossbar windows, And the wind punched hard To make the wall-siding sing. It's many a night I pretended to be a-sleepin', Inside the walls, The walls of Red Wing. As the rain rattled heavy On the bunk-house shingles, And the sounds in the night, They made my ears ring. 'Til the keys of the guards Clicked the tune of the morning, Inside the walls, The walls of Red Wing. Oh, some of us'll end up In St. Cloud Prison, And some of us'll wind up To be lawyers and things, And some of us'll stand up To meet you on your crossroads, From inside the walls, The walls of Red Wing.



Wanted Man

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D
Wanted man in California, wanted man in Buffalo,
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F
C
wanted man in Kansas City, wanted man in Ohio Wanted man in Mississippi, wanted man in old Cheyenne, wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man I might be in Colorado, or Georgia by the sea, workin' for some man who may not know at all who I might be If you ever see me comin', and if you know who I am, don't you breath it to nobody 'cause you know I'm on the lamb Wanted man by Lucy Watson, wanted man by Jeannie Brown, wanted man by Nelly Johnson, wanted man in this Tex town Well, I've had all that I wanted of a lot of things I had, and a lot more than I needed of some things that turned out bad. I got sidetracked in El Paso, stopped to get myself a map Went the wrong way in Pleura with Juanita on my back Then I went to sleep in Shreveport, Woke up in Abilene Wonderin' why I'm wanted at some town half way between Wanted man in Albuquerque, Wanted man in Syracuse Wanted man in Tallahassee, Wanted man in Baton Rouge There's somebody set to grab me anywhere that I might be And wherever you might look tonight you might get a glimpse of me Wanted man in California, wanted man in Buffalo Wanted man in Kansas City, wanted man in Ohio Wanted man in Mississippi, wanted man in ol' Cheyenne Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man



Watching The River Flow

F
What's the matter with me,
Bb
I don't have much to say,
F
Daylight sneakin' through the window
G
C
And I'm still in this all-night cafe.
F
Walkin' to and fro beneath the moon
Bb
Out to where the trucks are rollin' slow,
F
To sit down on this bank of sand
C
F
And watch the river flow. Wish I was back in the city Instead of this old bank of sand, With the sun beating down over the chimney tops And the one I love so close at hand. If I had wings and I could fly, I know where I would go. But right now I'll just sit here so contentedly And watch the river flow.
C
People disagreeing on just about everything, yeah,
F
Makes you stop and all wonder why.
Dm
G
Why only yesterday I saw somebody on the street
C
Who just couldn't help but cry. Oh, but this ol' river keeps on rollin', though, No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow, And as long as it does I'll just sit here And watch the river flow. People disagreeing everywhere you look, Makes you wanna stop and read a book. Why only yesterday I saw somebody on the street That was really shook. But this ol' river keeps on rollin', though, No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow, And as long as it does I'll just sit here
F
Bb
And watch the river flow.
F
Bb
Watch the river flow,
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Bb
Watchin' the river flow,
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Bb
Watchin' the river flow,
F
C
But I'll just sit down on this bank of sand
F
And watch the river flow.



What Kind Of Friend Is This

Tuning: Drop C
Capo VII (Dylan's guitar)
Robbie's guitar is uncapoed. Here's one version of Robbie's little "du du du" figure:
R: G(7) D7
D:
C(7)
G7
: . . . : . . . : .
|-/7---------------|-----------------|----------
|------8-------8---|-----------------|-----3----
|----------9b------|-9b--\5----------|-----5----
|------------------|---------8---5---|-----4---- etc
|------------------|-----------------|-5--------
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C
What kind of friend is this hm hm hm hm [...]
F
What kind of friend is this
C
Speakin' like an awful man
G7
F
She don't form part of me
G7
F
She don't long to follow me
C
Well, every kind of thing I was... du du, du du, du du, du du
G7
du du, du du, du du, du du, du
That was the run
du du, du du, du du, du du
C
Tell me what kind of friend is this What kind of friend is this? Who loves me behind my back What kind of friend is this Shows up every place I've been She act kind of 'lone but she don't She making a loan But you know she won't She got a language [in] the morning And she's making it on my bed Aw, what kind of friend is this. What kind of friend is this makin' [...] What kind of friend is this Losing up anything Back off, [boy] When she goes down
Lay down laid
She's walking around Well, she ain't got nothin' but she's teedle toodle tummin' on a pack of beens Tell me what kind of friend is this?
F
Well she [don't lean if she don't man]
C
You know she's gonna be her dog.
F
She done gone, She no ho
C
G7
Heat stopped a-beating and she [...] Well, what kind of friend is this make me holler to and fro who wants to go everywhere I wanna go Back off, she don't care for me [...] own lady if she could only see I'd give her everything If she comes back along to this [/hiss?]. Tell me what kind of friend is this?



When I Paint My Masterpiece

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A
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D/a
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Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble, (
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)
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E
A
Ancient footprints are everywhere.
D/a
A
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You can almost think that you're seein' double (
D/a
)
A/e
E
A
On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs.
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Got to hurry on back to my hotel room,
E
D
A
Where I've got me a date with Botticelli's niece.
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A
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Yup, she promised that she'd be right there with me (
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)
A/e
E
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D/a
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When I paint my masterpiece. Oh, the hours I've spent inside the Coliseum, Dodging lions and wastin' time. Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see 'em, Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb. Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory, as the daylight hours do increase Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody When I paint my masterpiece.
/a
/g#
/g
/f#
F
...
F7
Bb
Eb
Bb
I left Rome and landed in Brussels,
Bb/f
F
Bb
With a picture of a tall oak tree by my side.
Bb
Eb/bb
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Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin' muscles,
Bb/f
F
Bb
Everyone was there and nobody tried to hide.
F
Bb
Newspapermen eating candy
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Had to be held down by big police.
Bb
Eb/bb
Bb
Someday, everything is gonna be diff'rent
Bb/f
F
Bb
When I paint my masterpiece.



Who Killed Davey Moore

Capo III
Verse pattern: Chorus, last line:
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G/d
C
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G6
G7
C
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|---1---1---0---1---||--1---------------|
|---2---0---0---0---||--2---0-0-0---0---|
|-3---2---0---------||--3---0-2-3---2---|
|-------------3-----||--3---2-------3---|
|-------------------||--1---3-3-3-------|
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Who killed Davey Moore,
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G6
G7
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Why an' what's the reason for?
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G/d
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"Not I," says the referee, "Don't point your finger at me. I could've stopped it in the eighth An' maybe kept him from his fate, But the crowd would've booed, I'm sure, At not gettin' their money's worth. It's too bad he had to go, But there was a pressure on me too, you know. It wasn't me that made him fall. No, you can't blame me at all." Who killed Davey Moore, Why an' what's the reason for? "Not us," says the angry crowd, Whose screams filled the arena loud. "It's too bad he died that night But we just like to see a fight. We didn't mean for him t' meet his death, We just meant to see some sweat, There ain't nothing wrong in that. It wasn't us that made him fall. No, you can't blame us at all." Who killed Davey Moore, Why an' what's the reason for? "Not me," says his manager, Puffing on a big cigar. "It's hard to say, it's hard to tell, I always thought that he was well. It's too bad for his wife an' kids he's dead, But if he was sick, he should've said. It wasn't me that made him fall. No, you can't blame me at all." Who killed Davey Moore, Why an' what's the reason for? "Not me," says the gambling man, With his ticket stub still in his hand. "It wasn't me that knocked him down, My hands never touched him none. I didn't commit no ugly sin, Anyway, I put money on him to win. It wasn't me that made him fall. No, you can't blame me at all." Who killed Davey Moore, Why an' what's the reason for? "Not me," says the boxing writer, Pounding print on his old typewriter, Sayin', "Boxing ain't to blame, There's just as much danger in a football game." Sayin', "Fist fighting is here to stay, It's just the old American way. It wasn't me that made him fall. No, you can't blame me at all." Who killed Davey Moore, Why an' what's the reason for? "Not me," says the man whose fists Laid him low in a cloud of mist, Who came here from Cuba's door Where boxing ain't allowed no more. "I hit him, yes, it's true, But that's what I am paid to do. Don't say 'murder,' don't say 'kill.' It was destiny, it was God's will." Who killed Davey Moore, Why an' what's the reason for?



Ye Shall Be Changed

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C/e
G/d
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F
C
Am
You harbor resentment
Bm
Am
G
You know there ain't too much of a thrill
Am
You wish for contentment
Bm
C
G
But you got an emptiness that can't be filled
Am
Bm
You've had enough of hatred
C
D
Your bones are breaking (and you) can't find nothing sacred, (but)
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C/e
G/d
C
F
C
G
C/e
G/d
C
F
C
Ye shall be changed
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C/e
G/d
C
F
C
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C/e
G/d
C
F
C
Ye shall be changed
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G
D
C
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C
In a twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows
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G
D
C
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C
The dead will arise and burst out of your cloths
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C/e
G/d
C
F
C
G
C/e
G/d
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C
And ye shall be changed Everything you've gotten You've gotten by sweat, blood and muscle From early in the morning 'til way past dark All you ever do is hustle All your loved ones have walked out the door You're not even sure 'bout your wife and kids no more, but Ye shall be changed, ye shall be changed In a twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows The dead will arise and burst out of your cloths And ye shall be changed (Now) the past don't control you But the future's like a roulette wheel spinning (And) deep down inside You know you need a whole new beginning Don't have to go to Russia or Iran Just surrender to God and He'll move you right here where you stand, and Ye shall be changed, ye shall be changed In a twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows The dead will arise and burst out of your cloths And ye shall be changed You drink bitter water And you been eating the bread of sorrow You can't live for today When all you're ever thinking of is tomorrow The path you've endured has been rough And when you've decided that you've had enough, then Ye shall be changed, ye shall be changed In a twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows The dead will arise and burst out of your cloths And ye shall be changed



Yonder Comes Sin

A
You wanna talk to me
C
G
A
You got many things to say
A
You want the spirit to be speaking through
C
G
A
But your lust for comfort get in the way
A
I can read it in your eyes, oh
C
G
A
What your heart will not reveal
A
C
And that old evil burden has been draggin' you down
G
D
(
Dsus4-D
) Bound to grind you 'neath the wheel
/d
/c
/a
A
Yonder comes sin
A
(Walkin' like a man, talkin' like an angel)
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/c
/a
A
Yonder comes sin
A
(Proud like a peacock, swift like an eagle)
D
Look at your feet, see where they've been to Look at your hands, see what they been into
E
Can't you take it on the chin?
D
/c
/a
A
Yonder comes sin You see this woman standin' next to me She's foreign to your sight Well, her eyes may be a different colour than mine But her blood is red and her bones are white You've been seeking them eternal, spiritual things But your fifty-dollar smile confirms You're still tryin' to buy your way into the dreams of them Whose bodies will be food for worms Yonder comes sin (Ready and steady, willing and able) Yonder comes sin (Standin' on the chair, standin' on the table) Look at your feet, see where they've been to Look at your hands, see what they've been into Can't you take it on the chin? Yonder comes sin I say: See them six wild horses, honey You say: I don't even see one You say: Point them out to me, love I say: Honey I got to run My brother's blood is crying from the grave But you can't hear the voice I stand in jeopardy every hour Wonderin' what reason you have to rejoice Yonder comes sin (Down on your knees, down into the ditches) Yonder comes sin (Vomiting up jewels, vomiting up riches) Look at your feet see where they've been to Look at your hands, see what they've been into Enough to put you to tail-spin Yonder comes sin Jeremiah preached repentance To those that would turn from hell But the critics all gave him such bad reviews Put him down at the bottom of a well Kept on talking, anyway As the people were put into chains Wasn't nobody there to say "Bon voyage" Or shatter any bottles of champagne Yonder comes sin (Cracking that whip, just like a feather) Yonder comes sin (Put a knife in your back while talking about the weather) Look at your feet see where they've been to Look at your hands, see what they've been into Can you take it on the chin Yonder comes sin
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High cost of survival Gets a little higher than you expect When you're trying to get along with your enemies And still maintain your self-respect As a child you knew all there was to know It just couldn't get expressed Now it scares me to see what you accept as good At one you wouldn't have settled forless than the best Yonder comes sin (Way down deep and dirty, not a day under thirty) Yonder comes sin (Tasting like peaches, hanging on like leaches) Look at your feet see where they've been to Look at your hands, see what they've been into So masculine, so feminine Yonder comes sin You turn your back on the hard truth Just to fatten up your purse Sings of an unrighteous world Dare the same thing as a curse No kingdom made of human hands can stand Too bad about MacBeth In order to possess that corruptible crown Gotta make a deal with Mr Death Yonder comes sin (Can you comprehend it, can you understand it) Yonder comes sin (It rules the airways, it rules the planet) Look at your feet see where they've been to Look at your hands, see what they've been into Take off that sheepish green Yonder comes sin There's a place down in your soul Where the law can never touch You do most likely what you please And not think about too much I'll be down the line when morning comes And that I pulled the hood up for you So that you could see real good your uninvited guest Yonder comes sin (It's a pleasure to meet ya, nice to have known ya) Yonder comes sin (It wants to kill you, it wants to own you) Look at your feet see where they've been to Look at your hands, see what they've been into Being pulled in all directions by the wind Yonder comes sin



You Changed My Life

D
/c#
I was listening to the voices of death on parade
/c
G
Singin' about conspiracy, wanting me to be afraid
Gm6
D
Working for a system I couldn't understand or trust
Asus4
A
Suffering ridicule and wanting to give it all up in disgust
D
G
D
But you changed my life
D
G
A
Came along in a time of strife
G
D
In hunger and need you made my heart bleed
D
A
D
You changed my life Talk about salvation, people suddenly get tired They got a million things to do, they're all so inspired You do the work of the devil you got a million friends They'll be there when you got something, they'll take it all in the end But you changed my life ... When the nature of man is to beg and to steal I do it myself, it's not so unreal The call of the wild's forever at my door Want me to fly like an eagle while being chained to the floor But you changed my life ... When I was eatin' with the pigs off a fancy tray I was told I was lookin' good and to have a nice day It all seemed so proper, it all seemed so elite Eatin' that obsolete garbage while being so discreet But you changed my life ... You were glowing in the sun while being peaceable calm While orphans of man dance to the beat of the palm You eyes were on fire, your feet were of brass In the world you had made they had made you an outcast But you changed my life ... There's someone in my body that I could hardly see Invading my privacy making my decisions for me Holding me back, not letting me stand Making me feel like a stranger in a strange land But you changed my life ... My lord and my savior, my companion, my friend Heart"fixer, mind"regulator, true to the end My creator my comforter my cause for joy While the world is set against what will never destroy But you changed my life ...