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Bob Dylan : New Morning
1970

  1. If Not For You
    +1
  2. Day Of The Locusts
  3. Time Passes Slowly
  4. Went To See The Gypsy
    +1
  5. Winterlude
  6. If Dogs Run Free

  7. New Morning
  8. Sign On The Window
  9. One More Weekend
  10. The Man In Me
    +1
  11. Three Angels
  12. Father Of Night

If Not For You

Harp:
E
(straight)
E 076454 (C-shape barre)
G#m* 466400 (with thumb)
F#m* 244200 (with thumb)
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E
.
E
B
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A
.
A
B
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x3
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G#m*
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F#m*
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x4
E
E
B
A
If not for you
E
E
B
A
Babe, I couldn't find the door
E
E
B
A
Couldn't even see the floor
G#m*
F#m*
I'd be sad and blue
E
If not for you If not for you Babe, I'd lay awake all night Wait for the mornin' light To shine in through But it would not be new If not for you
A
E
If not for you, my sky would fall
B
E
E7
Rain would gather too
A
E
Without your love, I'd be nowhere at all
F#
B
A
G#m*
F#m*
I'd be lost if not for you, and you know it's true |
B
A
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G#m*
F#m*
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x3
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E
| If not for you, my sky would fall Rain would gather too Without your love, I'd be nowhere at all Oh! what would I do, if not for you? If not for you Winter would have no spring Couldn't hear the robin sing I just wouldn't have a clue Anyway it wouldn't ring true If not for you

Day Of The Locusts

Capo:
I
G
C
/b
Am
/g
Oh, the benches were stained with tears and perspiration The birdies were flying from tree to tree There was little to say, there was no conversation As I stepped to the stage to pick up my degree And the locusts sang off in the distance Yeah, the locusts sang such a sweet melody Oh, the locusts sang off in the distance Yeah, the locusts sang and they were singing for me I glanced into the chamber where the judges were talking Darkness was everywhere, it smelled like a tomb I was ready to leave, I was already walkin' But the next time I looked there was light in the room Outside ' of the gates the trucks were unloadin' The weather was hot, nearly 90 degrees The man standin' next to me, his head was exploding Well, I was prayin' the pieces wouldn't fall on me I put down my robe, picked up my diploma Took hold of my sweetheart and away we did drive Straight for the hills, the black hills of Dakota Sure was glad to get out of there alive And the locusts sang, well, it give me a chill Yeah, the locusts sang such a sweet melody And the locusts sang with a high whinin' trill Yeah, the locusts sang and they was singing for me

Time Passes Slowly

Capo:
I
D7/a x0421x
Em/g 322000
F#m/a x04222
D7/a
D
C
G
Em
Time passes slowly up here in the mountains
D
C
G
Em
We sit beside bridges and walk beside fountains
F#m
Em/g
F#m/a
Em/g
Catch the wild fishes that float through the stream
D
C
G
F#m
/a
G
Time passes slowly when you're lost in a dream
A
: . . .
D
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|-0--------30-3----
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D
C
G
Em
A
Once I had a sweetheart, she was fine and good lookin'
D
C
G
Em
A
We sat in her kitchen while her mama was cookin'
G
Asus4
A
G
A
Starin' out the window to the stars high above
G
F#m
Asus4
A
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love
Piano break
G
D
Ain't no reason to go in a wagon to town
G
D
Ain't no reason to go to the fair
G
D
Ain't no reason to go up, ain't no reason to go down
Asus4
A
Asus4
A
Ain't no reason to go anywhere |
D
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C
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G
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Em
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D
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C
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G
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Em
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F#m
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G
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Asus4
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A
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D
C
G
Em
Time passes slowly up here in the daylight
D
C
G
Em
We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right
Asus4
G
Asus4
G
Like the red rose of summer that blooms in the day
Asus4
G
F#m
Em
. . . .
Asus4
Time passes slowly and fades away |
D
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C
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F
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G
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D
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C
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F
C
D
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G
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D
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Went To See The Gypsy

Capo:
III
G
Am
G
Am
G
I went to see the gypsy
Am
G
Stayin' in a big hotel
Am
G
He smiled when he saw me coming
Am
And he said, "Well, well, well"
D
G
His room was dark and crowded
Am
G
Lights were low and dim
C
G/b
Am
G
How are you?" he said to me
Am
I said it back to him
D
G
I went down to the lobby
Am
G
To make a small call out
Am
A pretty dancing girl was there
Am
And she began to shout
D
G
Go on back to see the gypsy
Am
G/b
Am
G
He can move you from the rear
C
G/b
Am
G
Drive you from your fear
C
G/b
Am
G
Bring you through the mirror
C
G/b
Am
G
He did it in Las Vegas
Am
And he can do it here
F
G
Outside the lights were shining
F
G
On the river of tears
F
G
I watched them from the distance
C
Am
With music in my ears
D
G
I went back to see the gypsy
Am
D
G
It was nearly early dawn
Am
G
The gypsy's door was open wide
Am
But the gypsy was gone
D
G
And that pretty dancing girl
Am
G
She could not be found
C
G/b
Am
G
So I watched that sun come rising
Am
From that little Minnesota town
D
G
From that little Minnesota town

Winterlude

C
Winterlude, Winterlude, oh darlin'
G
Winterlude by the road tonight
G7
Tonight there will be no quarrelin'
C
Everything is gonna be all right
C
/b
/a
/g
Oh, I see by the angel beside me
C(7)
F
That love has a reason to shine
C
You're the one I adore, come over here and give me more
G
C
Then Winterlude, this dude thinks you're fine Winterlude, Winterlude, my little apple Winterlude by the corn in the field Winterlude, let's go down to the chapel Then come back and cook up a meal Well, come out when the skating rink glistens By the sun, near the old crossroads sign The snow is so cold, but our love can be bold Winterlude, don't be rude, please be mine Winterlude, Winterlude, my little daisy Winterlude by the telephone wire Winterlude, it's makin' me lazy Come on, sit by the logs in the fire The moonlight reflects from the window Where the snowflakes, they cover the sand Come out tonight, everything will be tight Winterlude, this dude thinks you're grand

If Dogs Run Free

C#dim x45353
Bm7b5 x2323x
G
C
C#dim
If dogs run free, then why not we
G
Across the swooping plain?
C
C#dim
My ears hear a symphony
G
C7
Bm7b5
E7
Of two mules, trains and rain
Am
D
The best is always yet to come
G7
Em7
A7
D7
That's what they explain to me
G
C
C#dim
Just do your thing, you'll be king
G
If dogs run free If dogs run free, why not me Across the swamp of time? My mind weaves a symphony And tapestry of rhyme Oh, winds which rush my tale to thee So it may flow and be To each his own, it's all unknown If dogs run free If dogs run free, then what must be Must be, and that is all True love can make a blade of grass Stand up straight and tall In harmony with the cosmic sea True love needs no company It can cure the soul, it can make it whole If dogs run free

New Morning

A 577655 C#m/g# 446654 (or Amaj7 x06650)
D 557775 A7/g x05650 (no G in the bass, but it works)
E11 022232
A
D
A
D
A
D
Can't you hear that rooster crowin'?
A
C#m/g#
Rabbit runnin' down across the road
A7/g
F#m
D
Underneath the bridge where the water flowed through
Bm
C#m
So happy just to see you smile
D
E(11)
Underneath the sky of blue
A
D
A
D
On this new morning, new morning
A
D
A
On this new morning with you Can't you hear that motor turnin'? Automobile comin' into style Comin' down the road for a country mile or two So happy just to see you smile Underneath the sky of blue On this new morning, new morning On this new morning with you
G
F#m
The night passed away so quickly
G
E
It always does when you're with me Can't you feel that sun a-shinin'? Ground hog runnin' by the country stream This must be the day that all of my dreams come true So happy just to be alive Underneath the sky of blue On this new morning, new morning On this new morning with you So happy just to be alive Underneath the sky of blue On this new morning, new morning On this new morning with you New morning...

Sign On The Window

Capo:
-I
G
Em
F
G
Sign on the window says "Lonely"
G
Em
F
C
Csus2/g
Sign on the door said "No Company Allowed"
G
Em
F
C
Sign on the street says "You Don't Own Me"
G
Em
G/d
Cmaj7
G/b
Am7
Sign on the porch says "Three's A Crowd"
G
Bm
Em
G/d
A7/c#
C
G
Sign on the porch says "Three's A Crowd"
C
G
x2
Her and her boyfriend went to California Her and her boyfriend done changed their tune My best friend said, now didn't I warn ya? Brighton girls are like the moon Brighton girls are like the moon
C
G
x2
Eb
Dm
C
Looks like a-nothing but rain...
G
Bm
Em
C
Am
Sure gonna be wet tonight on Main Street...
Em
D
Hope that it don't sleet
D
Am/c
G/b
Am7
G
Build me a cabin in Utah Marry me a wife, catch rainbow trout Have a bunch of kids who call me "Pa" That must be what it's all about That must be what it's all about
Alternative 2nd verse from takes 2 and 3:
Her and her boyfriend went to California Her and her boyfriend done changed their game My best friend said, now didn't I warn ya? Brighton girls are all the same Brighton girls are all the same

One More Weekend

A
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E7
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Intro and |-----------------------|---------5---------|
turnaround: |-----9---9-8---8-7---7-|-6-------7---------|
|-----------------------|---------6---------|
|-----------------------|---(5-6)-7---------|
|-----------------------|-------------------|
A
Slippin' and slidin', like a weasel on the run I'm lookin' good to see you, yeah, and we can have some fun
D
A
One more weekend, one more weekend with you
E
D
A
One more weekend, one more weekend 'll do Come on down to my ship, honey, ride on deck We'll fly over the ocean just like you suspect One more weekend, one more weekend with you One more weekend, one more weekend 'll do
D
We'll fly the night away
C
Hang out the whole next day
B
E7
Things will be OK, you wait and see We'll go someplace unknown Leave all the children home Honey, why not go alone, just you and me Comin' and goin', like a rabbit in the wood I'm happy just to see you, yeah, lookin' so good One more weekend, one more weekend with you One more weekend, one more weekend 'll do (yes, you will!) Like a needle in a haystack, I'm gonna find you yet You're the sweetest gone mama that this boy's ever gonna get One more weekend, one more weekend with you One more weekend, one more weekend 'll do

The Man In Me

Capo:
I
|
G
. . . |
C
/b
Am7
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D
.
C
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G
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G
. . . |
C
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D
. . . |
G
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G
C
/b
Am
The man in me will do nearly any task
D
C
G
And as for compensation, there's little he would ask
G
C
C/d
G
Take a woman like you to get through to the man in me Storm clouds are raging all around my door I think to myself I might not take it any more Take a woman like your kind to find the man in me
Am
G
But, oh, what a wonderful feeling
Am
G
Just to know that you are near
Am
G
Sets my a heart a-reeling
Am
D
From my toes up to my ears The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine Took a woman like you to get through to the man in me |
G
. . . |
C
/b
Am
. |
D
.
G
. | La la la la...

Three Angels

F
Three angels up above the street
C
Each one playing a horn
Dm
Dressed in green robes with wings that stick out
G
F#
F
They've been there since Christmas morn The wildest cat from Montana passes by in a flash Then a lady in a bright orange dress One U-Haul trailer, a truck with no wheels The Tenth Avenue bus going west The dogs and pigeons fly up and they flutter around A man with a badge skips by Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work Nobody stops to ask why The bakery truck stops outside of that fence Where the angels stand high on their poles The driver peeks out, trying to find one face In this concrete world full of souls
F
The angels play on their horns all day
C
The whole earth in progression seems to pass by
Dm
But does anyone hear the music they play
Ab
Bb
C
Does anyone even try?

Father Of Night

Gm
F
C
C
Bb
Father of night, father of day
Ab
Gm
Father, who taketh the darkness away
Eb
/d
Cm
/bb
Father, who teacheth the bird to fly
Ab
Eb/g
Bb
Builder of rainbows up in the sky
Ab
Gm
Eb
/d
Cm
Father of loneliness and pain
Bb
Father of love and father of rain Father of day, father of night Father of black, father of white Father, who build the mountain so high Who shapeth the cloud up in the sky Father of time, father of dreams Father, who turneth the rivers and streams Father of grain, father of wheat Father of cold and father of heat Father of air and father of trees Who dwells in our hearts and our memories Father of minutes, father of days Father of whom we most solemnly praise