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Bob Dylan : Oh Mercy
1989

  1. Political World
  2. Where Teardrops Fall
  3. Everything Is Broken
    +1
  4. Ring Them Bells
  5. Man In The Long Black Coat

  6. Most Of The Time
    +1
  7. What Good Am I?
  8. Disease Of Conceit
  9. What Was It You Wanted?
    +1
  10. Shooting Star
    +1

Political World

F#m
We live in a political world Love don't have any place We're living in times Where men commit crimes And crime don't have any face We live in a political world Icicles hanging down Wedding bells ring And angels sing Clouds cover up the ground We live in a political world Wisdom is thrown in jail It rots in a cell Is misguided as hell Leaving no one to pick up a trail We live in a political world Where mercy walks the plank Life is in mirrors Death disappears Up the steps into the nearest bank We live in a political world Where courage is a thing of the past Houses are haunted Children unwanted The next day could be your last We live in a political world The one we can see and feel But there's no one to check It's all a stacked deck We all know for sure that it's real We live in a political world In the cities of lonesome fear Little by little You turn in the middle But you're never sure why you're here We live in a political world Under the microscope You can travel anywhere And hang yourself there You always got more than enough rope We live in a political world Turning and trashing about As soon as you're awake You're trained to take What looks like the easy way out We live in a political world Where peace is not welcome at all It's turned away from the door To wonder some more Or put up against the wall We live in a political world Everything is hers and his Climb into the frame And shout God's name But you're never sure what it is

Where Teardrops Fall

G
Far away where the soft winds blow
C
Eb
Far away from it all
G
There is a place you go
G
Dsus4
G
Where teardrops fall Far away in the stormy night Far away and over the wall You are there in the flickering light Where teardrops fall
C
We banged the drum slowly And played the fife lowly
G
You know the song in my heart
C
In the turning of twilight In the shadows of moonlight
Cm
D
You can show me a new place to start I've torn my clothes and I've drained the cup Strippin' away at it all Thinking of you when the sun comes up Where teardrops fall By rivers of blindness In love and with kindness We could hold up a toast if we meet To the cuttin' of fences To sharpen the senses That linger in the fireball heat Roses are red violets are blue And time is beginning to crawl I just might have to come to see you Where teardrops fall

Everything Is Broken

Harp:
A
(cross)
E
Broken lines, broken strings Broken threads, broken springs
A
Broken idols, broken heads
E
People sleeping in broken beds
B
A
Ain't no use jiving, ain't no use joking
E
Everything is broken Broken bottles, broken plates Broken switches, broken gates Broken dishes, broken parts Streets are filled with broken hearts Broken words never meant to be spoken Everything is broken
B
Seem like every time you stop and turn around
A
Something else just hit the ground Broken cutters, broken saws Broken buckles, broken laws Broken bodies, broken bones Broken voices on broken phones Take a deep breath, feel like you're chokin' Everything is broken Every time you leave and go off someplace Things fall to pieces in my face Broken hands on broken ploughs Broken treaties, broken vows Broken pipes, broken tools People bending, broken rules Hound dog howling, bullfrog croaking Everything is broken

Ring Them Bells

C
/b
Am
/g
F
C/e
Dm
C
F/g
C
Ring them bells, ye heathen, from the city that dreams
C
/b
Am
/g
F
C/e
Dm
C
G
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries, 'cross the valleys and streams
F
C
F
For they're deep and they're wide, and the world's on its side
C
/b
Am
/g
F
C/e
Dm
C
F/g
C
And time is running backwards and so is the bride
C
G/b
Am
Am
G/b
C
Ring them bells, St. Peter, where the four winds blow Ring them bells with an iron hand so the people will know Oh it's rush hour now on the wheel and the plow And the sun is going down upon the sacred cow Ring them bells, Sweet Martha, for the poor man's son Ring them bells so the world will know that God is one Oh the shepherd is asleep where the willows weep And the mountains are filled with lost sheep
C
G/b
Am
G/b
C
Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf
G/b
Am
G/b
C
Ring them bells for all of us who are left
C
G/b
Am
Am/g#
Ring them bells for the chosen few
Am/g
D7/f#
Who will judge the many when the game is through
F
C/e
Ring them bells for the time that flies
Dm7
F/g
For the child that cries when innocence dies Ring them bells, St. Catherine, from the top of the room Ring them from the fortress for the lilies that bloom Oh the lines are long and the fighting is strong And they're breaking down the distance between right and wrong
G
F
G
F
C
/b
Am
/g
F
C/e
Dm
C
F/g
C

Man In The Long Black Coat

Capo:
II
Harp:
G
[or
A
with capo]
Em
G
D
Bm
Crickets are chirpin', the water is high
Em
G
D
Em
There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry
Em
G
D
Bm
Window wide open, African trees
Em
G
D
Em
Bent over backwards from a hurricane breeze
D
Not a word of goodbye, not even a note
Em
G
D
Em
She gone with the man in the long black coat Somebody seen him hangin' around At the old dance hall on the outskirts of town He looked into her eyes when she stopped him to ask If he wanted to dance, he had a face like a mask Somebody said from the bible he'd quote There was dust on the man in the long black coat Preacher was talking, there's a sermon he gave He said every man's conscience is vile and depraved You cannot depend on it to be your guide When it's you who must keep it satisfied It ain't easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat She gave her heart to the man in the long black coat
C
G
There are no mistakes in life some people say
Em
D
Em
It is true sometimes you can see it that way
C
G
But people don't live or die people just float
Em
G
D
Em
She went with the man in the long black coat There's smoke on the water, it's been there since June Tree trunks uprooted 'neath the high crescent moon Feel the pulse and vibration and the rumbling force Somebody is out there beating on a dead horse She never said nothing, there was nothing she wrote She gone with the man in the long black coat

Most Of The Time

C
F
C
F
Most of the time I'm clear focussed all around
C
F
Most of the time I can keep both feet on the ground
Am
F
I can follow the path, I can read the sign
Am
F
Stay right with it when the road unwinds
C
F
I can handle whatever I stumble upon
Am
F
I don't even notice she's gone
C
Most of the time Most of the time it's well understood Most of the time I wouldn't change it if I could I can make it all match up, I can hold my own I can deal with the situation right down to the bone I can survive and I can endure And I don't even think about her Most of the time Most of the time my head is on straight Most of the time I'm strong enough not to hate I don't build up illusion 'til it makes me sick I ain't afraid of confusion no matter how thick I can smile in the face of mankind Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine Most of the time
Am
C
Most of the time She ain't even in my mind
Am
C
I wouldn't know her if I saw her She's that far behind
E
Am
Most of the time I can't even be sure
E
Am
F/g
If she was ever with me Or if I was ever with her Most of the time I'm halfway content Most of the time I know exactly where it went I don't cheat on myself I don't run and hide Hide from the feelings that are buried inside I don't compromise and I don't pretend I don't even care if I ever see her again Most of the time

What Good Am I?

Capo:
IV
C
F
Csus4
C
What good am I if I'm like all the rest?
C
F
C
F
C
If I just turn away when I see how you're dressed?
Am
Em
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry?
F
C
F
C
What good am I? What good am I if I know and don't do? If I see and don't say, if I look right through you? If I turn a deaf ear to the thundering sky? What good am I? What good am I while you softly weep? And I hear in my head what you say in your sleep? And I freeze in the moment like the rest who don't try? What good am I?
Am
What good am I then to others and me?
Em
If I've had every chance and yet still fail to see?
Am
/d
Am
If my hands are tied must I not wonder within?
Em
Dm
Who tied them and why and where must I have been? What good am I if I say foolish things? And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings? And I just turn my back while you silently die? What good am I?

Disease Of Conceit

Capo:
I
C
C/e
There's a whole lot of people suffering tonight
F
C/e
F
From the disease of conceit
D/f#
Whole lot of people struggling tonight
F/g
From the disease of conceit
Am
C/g
F
C
Comes right down the highway straight down the line
Am
C/g
F
C
Rips into your senses through your body and your mind
D/f#
C/g
Nothing about it that's sweet
F/g
C
The disease of conceit There's a whole lot of hearts breaking tonight From the disease of conceit Whole lot of hearts shaking tonight From the disease of conceit Steps into your room eats into your soul Over your senses you have no control Ain't nothing too discreet about The disease of conceit There's a whole lot of people dying tonight From the disease of conceit Whole lot of people crying tonight From the disease of conceit Comes right out of nowhere and you're down for the count From the outside world the pressure will mount Turn you into a piece of meat The disease of conceit
Am
C/g
Conceit is a disease
F
C
That the doctors got no cure
Am
C/g
They've done a lot of research on it
D/f#
F/g
But what it is they're still not sure There's a whole lot of people in trouble tonight From the disease of conceit Whole lot of people seeing double tonight From the disease of conceit Give you delusions of grandeur and evil eye Give you the idea that you're too good to die Then they bury you from your head to your feet From the disease of conceit

What Was It You Wanted?

Harp:
E
C#m
What was it you wanted Tell me again so I'll know What's happening in there What's going on in your show
F#m
What was it you wanted Could you say it again?
C#m
I'll be back in a minute You can get it together by then
E
G#m
C#m
What was it you wanted You can tell me I'm back We can start it all over Get it back on the track You got my attention Go ahead speak What was it you wanted When you were kissing my cheek? Was there somebody looking When you gave me that kiss Someone there in the shadows Someone that I might have missed? Is there something you needed Something I don't understand What was it you wanted Do I have it here in my hand?
G#m
Whatever you wanted Slipped out of my mind Would you remind me again If you'd be so kind Has the record been breaking Did the needle just skip Is there somebody waiting Was there a slip of the lip? What was it you wanted I ain't keeping score Are you the same person That was here before? Is it something important Maybe not What was it you wanted? Tell me again I forgot Whatever you wanted What could it be Did somebody tell you That you could get it from me Is it something that comes natural Is it easy to say Why do you want it Who are you anyway? Is the scenery changing Am I getting it wrong Is the whole thing going backwards Are they playing our song? Where were you when it started Do you want it for free What was it you wanted Are you talking to me?

Shooting Star

Capo:
IV
Harp:
E
[or
Ab
with capo] (straight)
Show fingerings
D9 x57555
C
C/e
Seen a shooting star tonight
F
C
And I thought of you
C
C/e
You were trying to break into another world
F
A world I never knew
F
G
I always kind of wondered
C
F
If you ever made it through
C
C/e
Seen a shooting star tonight
F
C
And I thought of you Seen a shooting star tonight And I thought of me If I was still the same If I ever became What you wanted me to be Did I miss the mark or overstep the line That only you could see Seen a shooting star tonight And I thought of me
Am
/g#
Listen to the engine listen to the bell
/g
/f#
F
As the last firetruck from hell goes rolling by
G
C
All good people are praying
Am
/g#
It's the last temptation the last account
/g
/f#
The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount
F
F/g
The last radio is playing Seen a shooting star tonight slip away Tomorrow will be another day Guess it's too late to say the things to you That you needed to hear me say Seen a shooting star tonight slip away