Bob Dylan : The Basement Tapes

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Ain't no more cane on the Brazos

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D7

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G6

G7

Oh, oh, oh

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C

Its done ground all to molasses

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G

C

M-m-m-m-m

C

F

C

Shoulda been on the river in 1910

C

D7

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G6

M-m-m-m-m

G7

C

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C

Am

They were driving the women just like men

D7

F

G

C

M-m-m-m-m

C

F

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C

Shoulda been on the river in 1905

C

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C

Am

Find yourself lucky to be alive

C

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G

C

Go down Old Hannah, don't you rise no more

C

F

G

C

Don't you rise 'til Judgement Day

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C

Ain't no more cane on the Brazos

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Am

They've done ground it all to molasses

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Bm

Am

If the farmer has no silo

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Am

Bm

Am

And his fuel cost runs up high

G

Am

Bm

Am

Well, that's just how much I would love you

G

Am

Bm

Am

If you'd just only let me try

C

Am

In some nice young up-to-date kitchen

C

Am

Let us get acquainted, dear

G

Am

Bm

Am

And them old floor-birds would just quit eatin'

C

D

G

And just grin from ear to ear Two floor birds and a prudent baby chick, yes that's me That ain't much to bust But restriction causes damage And damage causes lust So, poor little girl, come blow this horn Hard as any horn might seem It's very easily done, actually All you have to do is dream

Instrumental verse

Well, the whole back-strappers are a dime a dozen And I can get a cup for a nickle Yes, but look what an earful I get and it's all awful too Every time I try to go get me a little tickle So, give me one sweet loaf of bread Just one sweet loaf, I'll fill it up and I'll be gone Yes, just like some of these old floor birds Who fly from dawn to dawn Who fly from dawn to dawn Who fly from dawn to dawn Who fly from dawn to dawn

*** Take #1 ***

D

Old man sailin' in a dinghy boat Down there

A

Old man down is baitin' a hook On there

D

Gonna pull man down on a suckling hook

G

D

A

D

Gonna pull man into the suckling brook Oh yeah! Now, he's underneath that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Under that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! That's underneath that tree There's just gonna be you and me Underneath that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! I push him back and I stand in line, Oh yeah! Then I push my lady and stand in line, Oh yeah! Then I push my lady and stand in line I get on board like a two-eyed time, Oh yeah! Under that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Under that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Underneath that tree There's just gonna be you and me Underneath that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Now, who should I tell and who's to tell me? Oh yeah! Who's on the table, who's to tell me? Oh yeah! Who should I tell, oh, who should I tell? The forty-nine in your burning hell Oh underneath that old apple suckling tree Under that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Under that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Underneath that tree There's just gonna be you and me Underneath that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah!

*** Take #2 ***

Under that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Under that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Underneath that tree There's just gonna be you and me Underneath that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Old man down like a county hook, my man Old man down like a county hook, my man Pull man down a county hook [...] take a look Pull him down in a county hook, my man Under that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Under that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Underneath that tree There's just gonna be you and me Underneath that apple suckling tree Now I wish to my soul I had seven years, Oh yeah! Now I wish to my soul I had seven years, Oh yeah! If I thought 'em had 'em you [...] ground I'd catch your name but he has a hound

...

Under that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Under that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Underneath that tree There's just gonna be you and me Underneath that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Under that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Under that apple suckling tree, Oh yeah! Underneath that tree There's just gonna be you and me Underneath that apple suckling tree Oh yeah!

Bb 688766

F(7) x8786x

Eb(7) x6564x

Bb

Well, I looked as far as I could see, baby

F

I looked as far as I could see, baby

Bb

Well, I looked as far as I could see

Eb

All mankind in misery

Bb

F

Bb

Baby, won't you be my baby? Well, I looked east, I looked west, baby I looked east, I looked west, baby Well, I looked east, I looked west There was nothing I could see that I liked the best Baby, won't you be my baby? [Go down the land], drop your heavy load, baby Go down the land, drop your load, baby Go down the land, drop your load Just don't look back, it's a dead end road Baby, won't you be my baby? Now east and west the fire will rise, baby East and west the fire will rise, baby East and west the fire will rise Shut your mouth, close your eyes Baby, won't you be my baby? Oh, [I been off] savin' your time, baby I ain't tryin' to mess, I'll just save your time, baby I ain't tryin' to mess, just save your time But it's your life, it's not mine Baby, won't you be my baby?

Also called "The Auld Triangle"

Em* xx5450

D

G

D

G

D

A hungry feeling, came o'er me stealing

G

A

D

Em*

G

A

As the mice were squealing in my prison cell

D

A

G

D

A

G

D

And that old triangle, went jingle jangle

G

D

A

D

All along the banks of the Royal Canal To begin the morning, with the water boiling Get out of bed, clean up your cell And the old triangle, went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal On a fine spring evening the lag lay dreamin' The seagulls beamin' high above the wall And that old triangle, goes jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal The screw was peepin' and the lag lay sleepin' As he lay there weeping for his good gal Sal And the old triangle, went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal In the female prison there are seventy women And it's with all of them where I'd like to dwell And the old triangle, would go jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal Ah, the day was dying and the lag was sighing As I lay cryin' in my prison cell And that old triangle, went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal

Am

C/g

D/f#

Well, the bonnie ship was a good old ship

Am

E

She was a-fishin' on the landing chain

Am

/c

C/g

And me and John oh was a long catch-on [?]

D/f#

F

E

Am

It was the last of the ones I've seen

Am

G

Am

So with sword and a rope in bay

E

Feel all that your heart be sailed

Am

C/g

D/f#

When that bonnie ship the Diamond

Am

Em

Am

Goes fishin' for the whales

Am

D

Well, we feud all night, the cabin gauge

Am

E

It was a-more than feelin' bad

Am

D

And with all kind friends we watched in fear

Am

Em

Am

It was no time we ever had

Am

D

Am

So it's rise up my lads

E

Let your hearts never fail

Am

C/g

D/f#

When that bonnie ship the Diamond

F

E

Am

Goes fishin' for the whales And all day long at Vera Cruz We sailed all the lots to bind With no heavy moan, any hearts of stone No aid was cried for mine So it's cheer up my boys Let your hearts never fail When that bonnie ship the Diamond Goes fishin' for the whales Well, now along Cape Fate, 'twas lit in red All along cape Horn And from Vera Cruz we sailed ahead It was all in the time of storm So, it's cheer on up my boys Let your hearts never fail When that bonnie ship the Diamond Goes fishin' for the whales

C

After a while we took in the clothes Nobody said very much Just some old wild shirts and a couple pairs of pants Which nobody really wanted to touch

F

Mama come in and picked up a book And Papa asked her what it was

C

Someone else asked, "What do you care?" Papa said, "Well, just because"

G7

Then they started to take back their clothes Hang 'em on the line

C

It was January the thirtieth And everybody was feelin' fine The very next day everybody got up Seein' if the clothes were dry The dogs were barking, a neighbor passed Mama, of course, she said, "Hi!" "Have you heard the news?" he said, with a grin "The vice president's gone mad!" "Where?" "Downtown." "When?" "Last night" "Hmm, say, that's too bad!" "Well, there's nothin' we can do about it," said the neighbor "It's just somethin' we're gonna have to forget" "Yes, I guess so," said Ma Then she asked me if the clothes was still wet I reached up, touched my shirt And the neighbor said, "Are those clothes yours?" I said, "Some of 'em, not all of 'em" He said, "You always help out around here with the chores?" I said, "Sometime, not all the time" Then my neighbor, he blew his nose Just as papa yelled outside "Mama wants you t' come back in the house and bring them clothes" Well, I just do what I'm told So, I did it, of course I went back in the house and Mama met me And then I shut all the doors

Capo:

III

Take 1 is in

Eb

(maybe played in

C

with Capo III)

Take 2 is in

Bb

(played in

G

with Capo III)

G*

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G

C/g

G

C/g

G

G*

Crash on the levee, mama, water's gonna overflow

C

G*

Swamp's gonna rise, no boat's gonna row

G*

Now you can train on down to Williams point

G*

You can bust your feet, you can rock this joint

C

D

G*

But oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now?

D

G*

You gonna have to find yourself another best friend somehow Now don't you try and move me, you're just gonna lose There's a crash on the levee and, mama, you been refused Well it's sugar for sugar and it's salt for salt If you go down in the flood it's gonna be your fault Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? Yes you gonna have to find yourself another best friend somehow Well that high tide's rising, mama don't you let me down Pack up your suitcase, mama don't you make a sound Now it's king for king, queen for queen It's gonna be the meanest flood that anybody's seen Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? Yes you gonna have to find yourself another best friend somehow

Recorded with Happy Traum

Harp:

C

(cross)

G

Riff1

Crash on the levee mama, water's gonna overflow

C7

G

Riff1

Swamp's gonna rise, no boat's gonna row

Riff2

Now you can train on down to Williams point You can bust your feet, you can rock this joint

C

G

Riff1

But oh mama, you gonna miss your best friend now

D

Em

C

G

Riff1

You gonna have to find yourself another best friend somehow

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Don't ya tell Henry Elbow's got your fly

E

I went down to the river on a Saturday morn A-lookin' around just to see who's born I found a little chicken down on his knees I went up and yelled to him,"Please, please, please!"

E

He said, "Don't ya tell Henry

A

Don't ya tell Henry

B7

Don't ya tell Henry

E

Elbow's got your thigh" I went down to the corner at a-half past ten I's lookin' around, I wouldn't say when I looked down low, I looked above And who did I see but the one I love

A

She said, "Don't ya tell Henry

E

Don't ya tell Henry

B

Don't ya tell Henry

A

E

Elbow's got your thigh"

E

Now, I went down to the beanery at half past twelve A-lookin' around just to see myself

A

I spotted a horse and a donkey, too

E

I looked for a cow and I saw me a few

A

They said, "Don't ya tell Henry

E

Don't ya tell Henry

B

Don't ya tell Henry

A

E

Elbow's got your thigh" Now, I went down to the pumphouse the other night A-lookin' around, it was outta sight I looked high and low for that big ol' tree I did go upstairs but I didn't see nobody but me I said, "Don't ya tell Henry Don't ya tell Henry Don't ya tell Henry Elbow's got your thigh"

Capo:

I

C

F

C

Don't you play with me, we're now wasting time

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C

Don't you play with me, we're now wasting time

G

You may think you're having a good time

F

C

But oh no, you're just like a losing smile Don't you try me now, don't you try and break my heart Don't you try me now, don't you try and break my heart Oh may think you're having a good time But you just wait, later on, until your trouble starts Well I might pick up my package, I blowed out the light I close my window, seal it, and right on time But don't try me now, don't you try and break my heart Oh yes, you might think you're having a good time But you just wait, later on, until your trouble starts Well try me on the table, I scream like a dog She once tried to leave me and you know I quit like a hollow log Don't you try me now, don't you try and break my heart Oh you might think you're coming after me But you know you're just playing a part

G

Am

Four strong winds that blow lonely

D7

G

Seven seas that run high

C

Am

D7

All these things that won't change, Come what may

G

Am

But our good times are all gone

D7

G

And I'm bound for moving on

C

Am

D7

I'll look for you if you ever come this way Think I'll go out to Alberta Weather's good there in the fall Got some friends that I can go to working for Still I wish you'd change your mind If I asked you one more time But we've been through that a hundred times or more Four strong winds that blow lonely Seven seas that run high All these things that don't change, Come what may But our good times are all gone And I'm bound for moving on I'll look for you if you ever come this way

Hmm hmm hmm

Down the lonely [...]

and the wind that carries ...

[Hmm hmm hmm] would be springtime And not much for you to do So I'll see you when I pass this way again Four strong winds that blow lonely Seven seas that run high All these things that don't change, Come what may But our good times are all gone And I'm bound for moving on I'll look for you if you ever come this way

G

D

I'm going down to Rose Marie's

C

G

She never does me wrong

G

D

She puts it to me plain as day

C

G

And gives it to me for a song

G

G7

It's a wicked life but what the hell

C

Am

And everybody's got to eat

G

D

And I'm just the same as anyone else

C

Am

When it comes to scratching for my meals

G

C

Goin' to Acapulco

G

F

Goin' on the run

G

C

Goin' down to see soft gut

G

Am

Goin' to have some fun, yeah : . . . : . . .

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G

Goin' to have some fun Now, whenever I get up And can't find what I need I just make it down to Rose Marie's And get something quick to eat It's not a bad way to make a living And I ain't complainin' none For I can blow my plum and drink my rum And then go on home and have my fun Goin' to Acapulco Goin' on the run Goin' down to see soft gut Goin' to have some fun, yeah Goin' to have some fun Now, if someone offers me a joke I just say no thanks I try to tell it like it is And keep away from pranks Well, every time, you know, when the well breaks down I just go pump on it some Rose Marie, she likes to go to big places And just sit there waitin' for me to come Goin' to Acapulco Goin' on the run Goin' down to see soft gut Goin' to have some fun, yeah Goin' to have some fun

G

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C

I don't hurt anymore

G

C/g

G

All my teardrops are dry

D

No more walking the floor

G

C/g

G7

With that burning inside

C

Just to think it could be

G

C/g

G

Time has opened the door

D

And at last I am free

G

C

G

I don't hurt anymore

C

No use to deny I wanted to die

G

C/g

G

The day that you said we were through

A7

But now that I'm fine, you're out of my mind

D7

I can't believe that it's true I forgot it somehow That I cared so before And it's wonderful now I don't hurt anymore

Capo:

V

G

Am

Bm

Am

G

Am

Bm

Am

It's alright in my heart, but I can't slumber

G

Am

Bm

Am

G

Am

Bm

And it's too high for me to count, I can't get the number

Am

G

Am

Bm

I'm a fool for you

Am

G

Am

Bm

Am

Yes I'm a fool for you Well, you hear my celebrate, oh its story But they're all too vain for me, all they want is glory I'm a fool for you I'm a fool for you

C

G

Well it's lonely, mark my days, how can I believe?

C

D

And it's all in my heart but I just can't receive It's crazy down in love ridin' all around It's the rain it come down like a-me it's underground I'm a fool for you Yeah I'm a fool for you Well it's lonely in my day, but I just don't believe And it's to harden in my pride but I can't receive, oh hear me now When I come back when I don't make my return Yeah the heart shall rise, everybody shall burn Yes, I'm a fool for you I'm a fool for you

G

Well it's alright

F

She'nay she's all the time in my neighborhood

Am

She cried both day and night

G

I know it because it was there It's a milestone But she's down on her luck And she daily saluting But to make him hard to buck

C

I believe where she stopping

Em

If she wants time to care

F

I believe that she'd look upon

G

Deciding to care

Em

And I go by the Lord

F

In a way she's on my way

G

But I don't belong there No I don't belong to her I don't belong to anybody She's my prize forsaken angel But she don't hear me cry She's a long-hearted mystic And she can't carry on When I'm there she's alright But she's not when I'm gone Heaven knows that the answer She's don't call in no one She's the way, a sailing beautiful She's mine, for the one And I loss a heavy tension By temptation less it runs But she don't bother me But I'm not there, I'm gone Now I've cried tonight Like I cried the night before And I'm knees on the hassle But I dream about the door So-long Jesus-saken Blind fate, with a tell It don't hang contonation She's my auld fare-thee-well Now when I'll treat the levee I was born to love her But she knows that the kingdom Weighs so high above her And I run but I race But it's not too fast a sleoun But I don't perceive her I'm not there, I'm gone Well it's all about diffusion That I cry for her veil I don't need anybody now Beside me to tell And it's all affirmation I receive, but it's not She's a lone-hearted beauty But she's gone like the spot if she won Yes, she's gone like the rainbow That was shining yesterday But now she's a-home beside me And I'd like her to stay She's a bone-forsaking beauty And it don't trust anyone And I wish I was beside her But I'm not there, I'm gone Well it's a too hard to stake-in And I don't believe It's all bag for to be using But she's hard, too hard to leave It's alone, it's a crime The way she moulds me around Was she told for to hate me By this dong fortaken clown Yes I believe that it's rightful Oh I believe it in my mind I been told like I said when I before Carry on the crying And she's all good to told her Like I said, carry on I wish I was there to help her But I'm not there, I'm gone ...

C

Am

F

G

C

Take a look at me Baby, I am a teenage prayer When it's cloudy all the time

C7

All you got to do is say [...]

C

Am

F

G

(Take a look at me Babe) [good, go ahead] (I'm your teenage prayer)

C

Am

Take a look at me Baby (Take a look at me Baby)

F

G

C

Am

F

I'm your teenage prayer (yes I'm your teenage prayer)

G

C

Am

Take a look at me Baby (Just take a look over here, at me Baby)

F

G

C

Am

F

G

I'm your teenage prayer (I'm your teenage prayer)

C

Take a look at... When it's cloudy all the time

C7

All you gotta do is say you're mine

F

D7

I'll come running anywhere

C

Am

Take a look at me, Baby (just take a look at me baby)

F

G

C

F

C

I'm your teenage prayer (ooh-hoo) Take a look at me, Baby I'm your teenage dream (teenage dream, dream, dream, scheme ...) Take a look at me, Baby (baby) I'm your teenage dream (yes, and I'm a dream) When it's raining in your heart Just come to me and start Tell me how I'll do at [...] Ah, just come and take a look at me, baby I'm your teenage prayer

F

Well, all that rain, anytime

C

C7

Just come and see my face

F

Anytime, you just got to read my lines

D7

G

I won't give you any disgrace - Oh no Take a look at me, Baby (just take a look over here at me baby) I'm your teenage prayer (take a look at me, baby, I'm a teenage bear) Come and take a look at me, Baby (just take a lookin' over here, baby) I'm your teenage prayer (Yes I'm your teenage hair) When it's cloudy all the time All you gotta do is say you're mine I'll come running anywhere Take a look at me, Baby (take a look at me) I'm your teenage prayer (prayer, hair, where)

C

Am

Yes, I'm your teenage prayer

F

You might think I'm not somebody

G

You might think I'm nowhere

C

Am

But I'm here to tell you I'm your teenage prayer

F

G

I know what you need, I can feel it in my bones

C

Am

And I feel it on my throne, You're my teenage prayer

F

G

Any day, any night, you just come to me with your own fright And I'm your teenage prayer Take a look at me baby (just take a look at me baby) I'm your teenage prayer (you know I'm a teenage prayer, baby) Take a look at me baby (take a look over here baby) I'm your teenage prayer (I'm the teenage hair) When it's cloudy all the time All you gotta do is say you're mine Girl, I'll come running to you anywhere, ah yeah, you know I will Take a look at me baby I'm your teenage prayer

Harp:

C

(cross)

Bb

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A7

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Ab7

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G

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C/g

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G

C/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 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

They say every man needs protection They say that every man must fall I swear I see my own reflection Somewhere so high above this wall I see my light come shinin' I don't need no doctor or no priest Any day now I shall be released It don't take much to be a criminal One wrong move and they'll turn you into one At first the pain is just subliminal You protect yourself and you're forever on the run He will find you where you're stayin' Even in the arms of somebody else's wife You're laughin' now, you should be prayin' To be in the midnight hour of your life

A

D

I pulled out for San Antone, I never felt so good My woman said she'd meet me there, and of course, I knew she would The coachman, he hit me for my hook, and he asked me my name I give it to him right away, and I hung my head in shame

A

Lo and behold! Lo and behold!

D

Lookin' for my lo and behold!

C

G

A

Get me outta here, my dear man! I come into Pittsburgh at six thirty flat I found myself a vacant seat and I put down my hat "What's the matter, Molly, dear? What's the matter with your mound?" "What's it to you, Moby Dick? This is chicken town!" Lo and behold! Lo and behold! Lookin' for my lo and behold! Get me outta here, my dear man! I bought myself a herd of moose one day she could call her own Well, she came out the very next day to see where they had flown I'm goin' down to Tennessee, get me a truck or somethin' Gonna save my money and rip it up! Lo and behold! Lo and behold! Lookin' for my lo and behold! Get me outta here, my dear man! Now, I come in on a ferris wheel and boys, I sure was slick I come in like a ton of bricks, laid a few tricks on 'em Goin' back to Pittsburgh, count up to thirty Round that horn and ride that herd, gonna thread up! Lo and behold! Lo and behold! Lookin' for my lo and behold! Get me outta here, my dear man!

Capo:

IV

Harp:

A

[or

Db

with capo] (cross)

C

F

Well, that big dumb blonde with her wheel all gorged

C

G

And Turtle, that friend of hers, with his checks all forged

C

F

And his cheeks in a chunk with his cheese in the cash

C

G

C

They're all gonna be there at that million dollar bash

Am

F

C

Ooh, baby, oo-ee Ooh, baby, oo-ee

G6

C

It's that million dollar bash! Everybody from right now to over there and back The louder they come, the bigger they crack Come now, sweet cream, don't forget to flash We're all gonna meet at that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, oo-ee Ooh, baby, oo-ee It's that million dollar bash! Well, I took my counselor out to the barn Silly Nelly was there, she told him to yarn Along came Jones, emptied the trash Everybody went down to that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, oo-ee Ooh, baby, oo-ee It's that million dollar bash! Well, I'm hittin' it too hard, my stones won't take I get up in the mornin', but it's too early to wake First it's hello, goodbye, then push and then crash But we're all gonna make it at that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, oo-ee Ooh, baby, oo-ee It's that million dollar bash! Well, I looked at my watch, I looked at my wrist I punched myself in the face with my fist I took my potatoes down to be mashed Then I made it on over to that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, oo-ee Ooh, baby, oo-ee It's that million dollar bash!

G

C

Nothing was delivered

G

And I tell this truth to you

D

Not out of spite or anger

G

(

C/g

G

) But simply because it's true

C

Now, I hope you won't object to this

G

Giving back all of what you owe

D

The fewer words you have to waste on this

G

(

C/g

G

) The sooner you can go

Em

G

Nothing is better, nothing is best

G

D/f#

C/e

G

C

D/a

G

Take care of yourself and get plenty of rest Nothing was delivered But I can't say I sympathize With what your fate is going to be Yes, for telling all those lies Now you must provide some answers For what you sold has not been received And the sooner you come up with them The sooner you can leave Nothing is better, nothing is best Take heed of this and get plenty of rest (Now you know) Nothing was delivered And it's up to you to say Just what you had in mind When you made everybody pay No, nothing was delivered Yes, and someone must explain That as long as it takes to do this Then that's how long that you'll remain Nothing is better, nothing is best Take heed of this and get plenty of rest

A

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A

I stand in awe and I take my place You break your promise all over the place

D7

You promised to love me, but what do I see

A

Just you comin' and spillin' juice over me

E7

Odds and ends, odds and ends

A

Lost time is not found again Now, you take your file and you bend my head I never can remember anything that you said You promised to love me, but what do I know You're always spillin' juice on me like you got someplace to go Odds and ends, odds and ends Lost time is not found again Now, I've had enough, my box is clean You know what I'm sayin' and you know what I mean From now on you'd best get on someone else While you're doin' it, keep that juice to yourself Odds and ends, odds and ends Lost time is not found again

F

G

F

C

One for the road

C

G7

C

F

One for my baby

F

G

F

C

And one for the road

G7

I cry alone at night

F

Please tell me it's only night

C

And she's calling me back at night

G

And she's already home

C

One for my baby

F

G

F

C

One for the road

C

G7

C

F

One for my baby

F

G

F

C

And one for the road I cry alone at night There is no friend in sight I love getting back at night But I wish I don't One for my baby One for the road One for my baby And one for the road This bottle is dried up too And I'll be all cried up soon I can't see no God on the moon It's a long way to go One for my baby One for the road One for my baby And one for the road I cry alone at night He's not alone at night I'll be there my whole night But I wish it was whole

A

A6

A

D/a

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A

[Let's take a cherry], I can't make it no more Can't stop, she's breaking all time on the floor Better come down easy or don't come down at all You don't try and to please me, somebody's gonna fall

D

A

One man's loss always is another man's gain

E

D

A

Yes, one man's joy always is another man's pain Eight o'clock in the morning, [better] step aside [Let me be to your] warning, you better go by Three times a loser, number 45 Better not lose her, best stayed alive One man's loss always is another man's gain Yes, one man's joy always is another man's pain Wish I'd have found me [...] at the wall One look at the watch, you better [lord at all] You can't stop it or wait it [...] at night Too hard to keep you waiting, calls me aside One man's loss always is another man's gain Yes, one man's joy always is another man's pain

G

E

How come we can't talk to each other any more?

Am

D7

G

Why can't you see I'm changing too?

G

E

We've got by far too long to end it feeling wrong

Am

D

And I still share too much with you

Em

D

Just one great river always flowing to the sea

Em

D

One single river rolling in eternity

G

E

Two nations in this land that lies along its shore

Am

D

G

But just one river rolling free How come you shut me out as if I wasn't there What's this new bitterness you've found? However wronged you were, however strong it hurt It wasn't me who held you down One single river always flowing to the sea One single river rolling in eternity Two nations in this land that lies along its shore But just one river rolling free Why can't you understand I'm glad you're standing proud I know you made it on your own But in this new pride you've earned, I thought you might have learned That you don't have to stand alone Lonely northern river always flowing to the sea One single river rolling in eternity Two nations in this land that lies along its shore But just one river rolling free

Capo:

III

G

Em

Now, there's a certain thing that I learned from Jim

G

D

That he'd always make sure I'd understand

G

Em

And that is that there's a certain way we all must swim

C

D

If we expect to live off the fat of the land

Am

Open the door, Richard (

Em

) I've heard it said before

Am

Open the door, Richard (

Em

) I've heard it said before

C

(

D

)

G

But I ain't gonna hear it said no more Now, there's a certain thing that I learned from my friend, Mouse A fella who never blushes And that is that one must always flush out his house If he don't expect to be housing flushes Open the door, Richard I've heard it said before Open the door, Richard I've heard it said before But I ain't gonna hear it said no more "Take care of all your memories," said Mick "For you cannot relive them And remember when you're out there tryin' to heal the sick That you must always first forgive them" Open the door, Richard I've heard it said before Open the door, Richard I've heard it said before But I ain't gonna hear it said no more

C

(

/e

)

F

C

People get ready, there's a train a comin'

F

C

You don't need no baggage, you just get on board

F

C

All you need is faith to hear the diesels hummin'

Am

F

C

Don't need no ticket, you just thank the Lord People get ready for the train to Jordan Picking up passengers from coast to coast Faith is the key, open the doors and board 'em There's hope for all among those loved the most There ain't no room for the hopeless sinner Who would hurt all mankind just to save his own Have pity on those whose chances grow thinner For there's no hiding place against the Kingdom's throne So people get ready, there's a train a comin' You don't need no baggage, you just get on board All you need is faith to hear the diesels hummin' Don't need no ticket, you just thank the Lord

Capo:

IV

A

D

Well, I've already had two beers, I'm ready for the broom

A

D

Please, Mrs Henry, won't you take me to my room?

A

E

I'm a good ol' boy, but I've been sniffin' too many eggs

D

A

Talkin' to too many people, drinkin' too many kegs

A

Please, Mrs Henry, Mrs Henry, please!

D

Please, Mrs Henry, Mrs Henry, please!

A

I'm down on my knees And I ain't got a dime Well, I'm groanin' in a hallway, pretty soon I'll be mad Please, Mrs Henry, won't you take me to your dad? I can drink like a fish, I can crawl like a snake I can bite like a turkey, I can slam like a drake Please, Mrs Henry, Mrs Henry, please! Please, Mrs Henry, Mrs Henry, please! I'm down on my knees And I ain't got a dime Now, don't crowd me, lady, or I'll fill up your shoe I'm a sweet bourbon daddy and tonight I am blue I'm a thousand years old and I'm a generous bomb I'm T-boned and punctured, but I'm known to be calm Please, Mrs Henry, Mrs Henry, please! Please, Mrs Henry, Mrs Henry, please! I'm down on my knees And I ain't got a dime Now, I'm startin' to drain, my stool's gonna squeak If I walk too much farther my crane's gonna leak Look, Mrs Henry, there's only so much I can do Why don't you look my way and pump me a few? Please, Mrs Henry, Mrs Henry, please! Please, Mrs Henry, Mrs Henry, please! I'm down on my knees And I ain't got a dime

C

F

Everybody's building The big ships and the boats Some are building monuments Others are jotting down notes Everybody's in despair Every girl and boy

C

G

But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here

F

C

Everybody's gonna jump for joy

C

G

C

Come all without, come all within

C

G

F

C

You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn Now, I likes to do just like the rest I likes my sugar sweet But guarding fumes and making haste It ain't my cup of meat Everybody's just standin' round 'neath the trees Feeding pigeons on a limb But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here Them pigeons 'll go to him Come all without, come all within You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn A lamp gate, a gunny dew I can't recite them all Just tell me where it hurts And I'll tell you who to call Nobody can get no sleep There's someone on everyone's toes But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here Everybody's gonna doze Come all without, come all within You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn

G

C/g

G

C/g

G

On the banks of the river where the willows hang down

Em

G

C/g

G

And the wild birds all warble with a low moaning sound

Em

G

C/g

G

Down in the hollow where the water runs cold

C

/b

/a

G

C/g

G

It was there I first listened to the lies that you told Now I lie on my bed and I see your sweet face The past I remember time cannot erase The letter you wrote me it was written in shame And I know that your conscience still echoes my name Now the nights are so long, ah, sorrow runs deep Nothing is worse than a night without sleep I'll walk out alone and look at the sky Too empty to sing, too lonesome to cry Now, if the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies wore thrushes I'd lie there for hours in the chilly cold marshes If the ladies were squirrels with them high bushy tails I'd fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails

Capo:

II

G

C

D

G

Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe

C

G

My woman needs it every day

C

G

She promised to let me stay

C

G

D

She's roamin' up a lot to pray to gods away She's in Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe Now she's opened up and let me home She's proud but she needs to roam She'll open up a happy home

C

D

G

She'll think when will I be warm in Santa Fe Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa 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 Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe My own heart city lay I won't have a nature way And I'm leavin' every day to run away From Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe My woman's never 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 every day

Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe My woman needs it everyday She promised this a-lad she'd stay She's rollin' up a lotta bread to toss away She's in Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe Now she's opened up an old maid's home She's proud, but she needs to roam She's gonna write herself a roadside poem about Santa Fe Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe Since I'm never gonna cease to roam I'm never, ever far from home But I'll build a geodesic dome and sail away Don't feel bad, no, no, no, no, don't feel bad It's the best food I've ever had Makes me feel so glad That she's cooking in a homemade pad She never caught a cold so bad when I'm away Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe My shrimp boat's in the bay I won't have my nature this way And I'm leanin' on the wheel each day to drift away from Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe My sister looks good at home She's lickin' on an ice cream cone She's packin' her big white comb What does it weigh?

A

. . . Crocogator (see you later crocogator) After a while, smock a while (see you later, Allen Ginsburg)

D

See you later alligator (see you later, crocogator)

A

After a while, crocodile (in a while, Allen Ginsburg)

E

See you while, crocogator (see you later crocogator)

A

After a while, crocodile (in a while, crocodile) Allen Ginsburg, later gator (see you later, Allen Ginsburg) Later later, Allen Ginsburg (see you while, alliquile) Allen Ginsburg, later later (later, later on the Nile) Allen Ginsburg, after a while (see you later if you're wild) Allen Ginsburg, Allen Ginsburg (see you later, crocogator) Allen Ginsburg, after a while (see you later, crocogator)

Take #2 is a few more verses of the same kind...

Capo:

I

D

Now, I try, oh so awfully strong

G

D

And I just try to be

D

A7

And now, oh it's an eye, but it's free

D

(

D7

) Yes, but I know in my head

G

D

That we're all so misled

D

A

D

And it's that ol' sign on the cross that worries me Now, when I was just a bawlin' lad I saw what I wanted to be And it's all for the sake of that I should see But I was lost on the land As I heard that front door slam And that old sign on the cross worries me

G

D

G

Well, it's that old sign on the cross

D

Well, it's that old key to the kingdom

G

Well, it's that old sign on the cross

A

Like you used to be

D

D7

But, when I hold my head so high

G

D

As I see my ol' friends go by

D

A

D

G

D

And it's still that sign on the cross that worries me

D

Well, it seems to be the sign on the cross

G

Every day, Every night, see the sign on the cross

D

Just layin' up on top of the hill Yes, we thought it might have disappeared long ago

A

But I'm here to tell you, friends, that I'm afraid it's lyin' there still

D

Yes, just a little time is all you need, you might say

D7

But I don't know 'bout that any more

G

Because later on you might find the door, you might want to enter it

D

But, of course, the door might be closed And I just would like to tell you one time

A

If I don't see you again, that the thing is, that the sign

G

D

On the cross is the thing you might need the most

G

Yes, the sign on the cross

D

Is just a sign [of cotton barkin' too]

G

Well, there is some in any prison

A

And there is some in the penitentiary too

D

D7

Oh, when your days are numbered and your nights are long

G

You might think you're weak

D

But I mean to say you're strong Yes you are, if that sign on the cross

A

If it begins to worry you

D

G

Well, that's all right, you just sing a song

D

And all your troubles will pass right on through

Capo:

I

A

D/a

A

Silent weekend My baby she gave it to me

D7

Silent weekend

A

My baby she gave it to me

E7

She's opened every heart

D7

But asleep at every part

A

And she's leavin' me down in misery Silent weekend My baby she took me by the heart Silent weekend My baby she took me by the heart So [she combines] she's boastin' But I know, I know she's dozin' And she's tearin' me all apart Silent weekend Oh Lord, I wish Monday would come Silent weekend Oh Lord, I sure wish Monday would come She's [open] and she's leavin' But I hate to sit here grievin' But I just can't sit here playin' dumb

Instrumental verse

D

Well, I done a whole lotta thinkin' 'bout a whole lot of cheatin'

A

And I, maybe I did please

B7

But I just walloped a lotta pizza after makin' our peace

Esus4

E

Puts you down on bended knees Silent weekend Man alive, I'm burnin' up on my brain Silent weekend Man alive, I'm burnin' up on my brain She knows when I'm just teasin' But it's not likely in the season To open up a passenger train

Instrumental verse

Capo:

III

(and slightly sharp)

C

G

To love you still, and have you not

C

F

C

Will destroy me in time

C

G

So I'm goin' away, where nobody knows me

C

F

C

And get you off my mind

F

C

I've packed my things a dozen times

G

C

C7

But unpack is all I do

F

C

Yes I'm still in town, I'm still around

G

C

And still in love with you

F

C

I made it to the edge of town

A

C

C7

But turned around

F

C

I made it to the bridge downtown

D7

C

But my nerve let me down I try to go, but how can I leave When all roads lead to you Yes, I'm still in town, still around And still in love with you |

G

|

C

F

|

C

| I made it to the edge of town But turned around I made it to the bridge downtown But my nerve let me down I try to go, but how can I leave When all roads lead to you Yes, I'm still in town, still around And still in love with you

G

D

A tongue can accuse or carry bad news

G

D

The seeds of destruction it will sow

G

D

So unless you have made no mistakes in your life

D

A

D

Be careful of stones that you throw

D

A neighbor was passin' my garden one time

G

She smiled and I knew right away

D

That it was gossip not flowers that she had on her mind

A7

And this is what I heard my neighbor say "That bad girl down the street, she should be run from our midst She drinks and she talks quite a lot She knows not to speak to my child nor to me" My neighbor then smiled and I thought A tongue can accuse and carry bad news The seeds of destruction it will sow So unless you have made no mistakes in your life Be careful of stones that you throw A car speeded by, the screamin' of brakes And a sound that made my blood chill For my neighbor's one child had been pulled from the path And saved by a girl, lyin' still Her child was unhurt and my neighbor cried out "Oh, who was that brave girl so sweet?" I covered the crushed broken body and said "That bad girl down the street" A tongue can accuse and carry bad news The seeds of destruction were sown So unless you have made no mistakes in your life Be careful of stones that you, you throw

G

/g

/f#

Em

/d

We carried you in our arms

C

/b

Am

On Independence Day

F

C

And now you'd throw us all aside

G

And put us on our way Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun Would treat a father so To wait upon him hand and foot Yet always answer "No"?

B

Em

Tears of rage, tears of grief

C

G

Why am I always the one who must be the thief?

B

Em

/d

Come to me now, you know we're so alone

C

Am

G

C/g

G

And life is brief We pointed out the way to go And scratched your name in sand Though you just thought that it was nothing more Than a place for you to stand Now, I want you to know that while you watched Discovered that there was no one true That I myself really thought It was just a childish thing to do Tears of rage, tears of grief... It was all very very painless When you ran out to receive All that false instruction Which we never could believe And now the heart is filled with gold As if it was a purse But, oh, what kind of love is this Which goes from bad to worse? Tears of rage, tears of grief...

Am

If your memory serves you well

Bdim

We were goin' to meet again and wait

E

So I'm goin' to unpack all my things

Dm

(

F

)

Am

And sit before it gets too late

C

Am

No man alive will come to you

C

Am

With another tale to tell

C

Am

And you know that we shall meet again

Dm

F

Am

If your memory serves you well

Dm

F

Wheel's on fire

C

G

Rolling down the road

C

G

F

C

Best notify my next of kin

F

G

A

This wheel shall explode! If your memory serves you well I was goin' to confiscate your lace And wrap it up in a sailor's knot And hide it in your case If I knew for sure that it was yours But it was oh so hard to tell But you knew that we would meet again If your memory serves you well This wheel's on fire... If your memory serves you well You'll remember you're the one That called on me to call on them To get you your favors done And after every plan had failed And there was nothing more to tell You knew that we would meet again If your memory served you well This wheel's on fire...

Dsus2

D

C

Well you can tell everybody down in ol' Frisco

D

C

Tell 'em Tiny Montgomery says hello |

D

|

C

|

D

|

C

|

D

C

Now every boy and girl's gonna get their bang

D

C

'Cause Tiny Montgomery's gonna shake that thing

D

C

Tell everybody down in ol' Frisco

D

C

That Tiny Montgomery's comin' down to say hello |

D

|

C

|

D

|

C

| Skinny Moo and T-bone Frank They're all gonna take on down by the Bowning Bank One bird book and a buzzard and a crow Tell 'em all that Tiny's gonna say hello Scratch your dad, do that bird Suck that pig and bring it on home Pink that dream and nose that dough Tell 'em all that Tiny says hello Now he's king of the drunks and he squeezes, too Watch out, Lester, take it, Lou Join the monks, the CIO Tell 'em all that Tiny Montgomery says hello Now grease that gig and play it blank Tell them to go on out and gas that dog Trick on in, flower that smoke Take it on down, begin to grow Now, play that low, and pick it up Take it on in, in a bowled cup Three-legged man and a hot-lipped hoe Tell 'em all Montgomery says hello Well you can tell everybody down in ol' Frisco Tell 'em all Montgomery says hello

G

D

C

G

Too much of nothing can make a man ill at ease

D

One man's temper rises

C

G

Where another man's temper might freeze

D

Eb

Now it's the day of confessions

E

F

And we cannot mock the soul

F#

G

G#

Asus4

A

Oh when there's too much of nothing, no one has control

C

Say hello to Valery

G

Say hello to Vivian

C

Give her all my salary

Bb

D

F

C

G

On the waters of oblivion Well too much of nothing can cause a man to weep He can walk the streets and like most and boast But would he like to keep? But it's all been done before It's all been written in the book And when there's too much of nothing, nobody should look Say hello to Valery Say hello to Vivian Give her all my salary On the waters of oblivion Now too much of nothing can make a man a liar It can cause some men to sleep on nails It can cause others to eat fire Everybody's doing something I heard it in a dream But when there's too much of nothing, it just makes a fellow mean Say hello to Valery Say hello to Vivian Give her all my salary On the waters of oblivion

The guitar plays an

Am

in the last line of the verse, while the

bass plays over a

D

chord. To get that sound, play

D9/a

(x00210).

G

C/g

G

...

G

C

Too much of nothing can make a man ill at ease

D

One man's temper might rise

C

G

C/g

G

Where the other man's temper might freeze

G

In the day of the confessions

C

We cannot mock the soul

Am

G

Oh when there's too much of nothing, no one has control

F

C

Say hello to Valery

G

Say hello to Vivian

F

C

Give her all my salary

G

On the waters of oblivion

Capo:

III

F

Am

C

Try me, try me, little girl

G

C

We could raise a family

C

Well they treat you like a dummy Well they treat you like a slave Nothin' 'bout what you said It's all what you gave

F

Am

Try me, try me

C

Try me, little girl

G

C

We could raise a family

C

Well, they treat your love

F

C

To a diamond ring on the way

C

Dm

Em

F

G

Oh let her, don't let her treat yourself you got away

C

Oh, well it's three in the morning, I get no room Race on down, she's sittin' on room

F

Am

Try me, try me

C

Try me, little girl

G

C

We gonna raise a family

C

G

F

C

Some day you'll find that the world's left you out

F

C

G

No true love, no nothing just roaming about

C

G

F

C

Parties and people, and a cold heart within

F

C

G

C

And each time you're dancing, you're waltzing with sin

G

C

You're Satan made over in perfect disguise

D7

G

Unfaithful, unworthy, and oh so unwise

C

G

F

C

I pity the heart Of the next guy you win

F

C

G

C

Like me he'll be losing while waltzing with sin

Capo:

IV

Am

Now the ruins are barely rolling

Em

And the nations can't agree

Am

And all that, all the nations

Em

But nobody feels very sorry for me

Dm

If I lost everything of all the saving grace

C

But I can't help this thought

Am

Em

Am

The day I fade, she sure is standing Now the holy book is written Oh, of a foreign land And as for a natural warning But nobody does yet understand Just like Pharaoh and his armies They were made of a solid breath Yes and that old bad wolf's gonna howl his way from morning Holed in some big cavern I would sit and wait Calling my children outside But I just don't mean to hesitate And if I was a master leader I would attempt to laugh and rage Yet the wild wolf, he's big old barely, and not a babe

A

G6

G

Well, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus

A

G6

G

The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed

A

G6

G

On the very next day, with a nose full of pus

A

G6

G

Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread

A

G6

G

Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread

A

G6

G

Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread It's a one-track town, just brown, and a breeze, too Pack up the meat, sweet, we're headin' out For Wichita in a pile of fruit Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout Now, pull that drummer out from behind that bottle Bring me my pipe, we're gonna shake it Slap that drummer with a pie that smells Take me down to California, baby Take me down to California, baby Take me down to California, baby Yes, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed On the very next day, with a nose full of pus Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread

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Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread

Harp:

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(straight)

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Am

Clouds so swift, rain won't lift

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Gate won't close, railings froze

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Am

Get your mind off wintertime

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You ain't goin' nowhere

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Whoo-ee! Ride me high

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Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come

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Oh, oh, are we gonna fly

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Down in the easy chair! I don't care how many letters they sent Morning came and morning went Pick up your money and pack up your tent You ain't goin' nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride me high... Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots Tailgates and substitutes Strap yourself to the tree with roots You ain't goin' nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride me high... Genghis Khan, he could not keep All his kings supplied with sleep We'll climb that hill no matter how steep When we get up to it Whoo-ee! Ride me high...

Now look here dear Sue You best feed the cats The cats needs feedin' You're the one to do it Get your hat, feed the cats You ain't goin' nowhere Look here you bunch of basement noise You ain't no punchin' bag I see you walkin' out there And you're the one to do it Pick up your nose, you canary You ain't goin' nowhere Just pick up that oil cloth Cram it in the corner I don't care if your name is Michael You gonna need some boards Get your lunch, you foreign bib You ain't goin' nowhere Now look here, you pile of money You best go there to find a file I've seen you out there beatin' on your hammer You ain't no head of lettuce Beat that buzzard, lay him on the rug You ain't goin' nowhere

Clouds so swift and rain fallin' in Gonna see a movie called "Gunga Din" Pack up your money, pull up your tent, McGuinn You ain't goin' nowhere Genghis Khan an' his brother Don Could not keep on keepin' on We'll climb that bridge after it's gone After we're way past it Buy me some rings and a gun that sings A flute that toots and a bee that stings A sky that cries and a bird that flies A fish that walks and a dog that talks

Every time I go to town The boys keep kicking my dog around Don't know why I'm going to town I don't know why they kick my dog around Let me hear you now (Dog, dog, dog) (Dog, dog, dog) (Dog, dog, dog) (Why, why, why) (Why, why, why) (Why, why, why) (Why, why, why) Every time I go to town The boys keep kicking my dog around I don't know why I'm going to town I don't know why they kick my dog around (Dog, dog, dog) yes, yes, yes (Why, why, why) oh-ho (Dog, dog, dog) why, why, why (Why, why, why) dog around Every time I go and get a meal I can see the boys they're planning to steal My here dog, he's waggin' his tail He helps me pick up the morning mail (bark, bark, bark) Every time I go to town The boys keep kicking my dog around (kick, kick, kick) I don't know why they kick my dog around I just keep going to town (bark, bark, bark) I don't know why (Why, why, why) I don't know bark (Dog, dog, dog) I don't know why (Bark, bark, bark) bark a bark, bark (Quack, quack, quack) duck, duck, duck (Duttuduttudu) pig pig pig (...) fuck fuck fuck (Bark bark bark) dig dig dig

But he's young and he's daily growin'

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C/g

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Daughter, dearest daughter, I have done you no wrong

Em

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D

I've wed you to none other than a wealthy man's son

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Em

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And he will be a man to you when I am dead and gone

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He's young but he's daily growin' Ah, one day as I was walking all alone down by the school wall I saw the boys, they were playing at the ball And my own true love was the fairest of them all He was young, but he was daily growin' At the age of sixteen years he was a married man At the age of seventeen he was the father of a son At the age of eighteen years, round his grave the grass grew long Cruel death had put an end to his growin' Oh, the springtime is leavin' now, and summer's comin' on With ornaments and fans the ladies all pass on Oh yes, once I had a true love, but now I have none But I'll watch his bonny son, while he's growin'

Bob Dylan : The Basement Tapes 1967

Ain't No More Cane

All You Have To Do Is Dream

Apple Suckling Tree

Baby, Won't You Be My Baby

Banks Of The Royal Canal

Bonnie Ship The Diamond

Clothes Line Saga

Crash On The Levee (Down In The Flood)

Don't Ya Tell Henry

Don't You Try Me Now

Four Strong Winds

Goin' To Acapulco

I Don't Hurt Anymore

I'm A Fool For You

I'm Not There

I'm Your Teenage Prayer

I Shall Be Released

Lo And Behold

Million Dollar Bash

Nothing Was Delivered

Odds And Ends

One For The Road

One Man's Loss

One Single River (Song For Canada)

Open The Door, Homer

People Get Ready

Please Mrs Henry

Quinn The Eskimo

Rock Salt And Nails

Santa Fe

See You Later Allen Ginsburg

Sign On The Cross

Silent Weekend

Still In Town

(Be Careful Of) Stones That You Throw

Tears Of Rage

This Wheel's On Fire

Tiny Montgomery

Too Much Of Nothing

Try Me

Waltzing With Sin

Wild Wolf

Yea! Heavy And A Bottle Of Bread

You Ain't Goin' Nowhere

You Gotta Quit Kicking My Dog Around

Young But Daily Growin'

Bob Dylan : The Basement Tapes
1967