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Hark The Herald Angels Sing Tom: F Intro: | F A7/F | F | F/C C7 | Fsus4 Fsus2 F* |
F C F/A F/C C Hark! the herald angels sing, - F/A Bb F/C C7 F "Glory to the new-born King! F C Dm G Peace on earth, and mercy mild, Am G/B C G6 G7* C God and sinners re-con-ciled" F/C F/A C7/E F F/C C Joyful, all ye na - tions, rise, F/C F/A C7/E F F/C C Join the triumph of the skies; Bb D7/F# Gm D7* Gm With angelic host pro-claim, C/Bb F/A F/C C F "Christ is born in Bethlehem" Bb D7/F# Gm D7* Gm Hark! the herald an-gels sing, C/Bb F/A F/C C F "Glory to the new-born King!
F Faug F C Hark! the herald angels si-ng, - F Bb/D F/A C/G F "Glory to the new-born King! F Faug F Gsus4 G Peace on earth, and mercy mi -- ld, C/E C/G Dm/G C/G God and sinners re – con - ciled" F/C F/A C7/E F F/C C Joyful, all ye na - tions, rise, F/C F/A C7/E F F/C C Join the triumph of the skies; Bb D7/F# Gm D7* Gm With angelic host pro-claim, C/Bb F/A F/C C F "Christ is born in Bethlehem" Bb D7/F# Gm D7* Gm Hark! the herald an-gels sing, C/Bb F/A F/C C F "Glory to the new-born King!
OUTRO | F A7/F | F | F/C C7 | F |
Sarah Jane Tom: G Intro: G /F# Em /D C /B Am D
la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la
la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la *)
G I've got a wife and five little children
I'm gonna take a trip on the big McMillan
Em
With Sarah Jane
Bm Am
Sarah Jane
C G
Ain't nothin' to do
G /F# Em
But to sit down and sing
/D C D G
And rock about my Sarah Jane.
Whistle done blows and the fiddler squalls Captain gone through the hole-in-the-wall Oh Sarah Jane Sarah Jane Ain't nothin' to do But to set down and sing And rock about my Sarah Jane.
Yankee built boats to shoot them Rebels My gun's steady gonna hold it level Sarah Jane Sarah Jane Ain't nothin' to do But to set down and sing And rock about my Sarah Jane.
I've got a wife and five little children I'm gonna take a trip on the big McMillan Sarah Jane Sarah Jane Ain't nothin' to do But to set down and sing And rock about my Sarah Jane.
Long And Wasted Years Tom: A Intro: | A9* Aadd4 | A-Asus2 E | | E-E11-E E7-E-E7 | Asus2-A E |
Verse 1: A9* Aadd4 A-Asus2 E It's been such a long long time since we loved each other but our hearts were true. E-E11-E E7-E-E7 Asus2-A E NC One time, for one brief day, I was the man for you. A9* Aadd4 A-Asus2 E Last night, I heard you talkin' in your sleep saying things you shouldn't say, E-E11-E E7-E-E7 Asus2-A E NC Oh baby, you just might have to go to jail someday.
Verse 2: A9* Aadd4 A-Asus2 E Is there a place we can go, is there anybody we can see? E-E11-E E7-E-E7 Asus2-A E NC Maybe, it's the same for you as it is for me. A9* Aadd4 A-Asus2 E E-E11-E I ain't seen my family in twenty years. That ain't easy to understand. E-E11-E E7-E-E7 Asus2-A E NC They may be dead by now? I lost track of 'em after they lost their land.
Verse 3: A9* Aadd4 A-Asus2 E Shake it up baby, twist and shout, you know what it's all about. E-E11-E What are you doin' out there in the sun anyway? E7-E-E7 Asus2-A E NC Don't you know, the sun can burn your brains right out. A9* Aadd4 A-Asus2 E My enemy crashed into the dust. Stopped dead in his tracks. E-E11-E E7-E-E7 And he lost his lust, he was run down hard. Asus2-A E NC And he broke apart, he died in shame, he had an iron heart.
Verse 4: A9* Aadd4 A-Asus2 E I wear dark glasses to cover my eyes. E-E11-E E7-E-E7 Asus2-A E NC There are secrets in 'em that i can't disguise. E-E11-E E7-E-E7 Asus2-A E NC Come back baby if I hurt your feelings, I apologise. A9* Aadd4 A-Asus2 E Two trains running side by side, forty miles wide down the eastern line. E-E11-E E7-E-E7 Asus2-A E NC You don't have to go, I just came to you because you're a friend of mine.
Verse 5: A9* Aadd4 A-Asus2 E I think that when my back was turned, the whole world behind me burned. E-E11-E E7-E-E7 Asus2-A E NC It's been a while, since we walked down that long, long aisle. A9* Aadd4 A-Asus2 E We cried on a cold and frosty morn, we cried because our souls were torn. E-E11-E E7-E-E7 Asus2-A E NC So much for tears, so much for these long and wasted years.
Coda: | Asus2-E |
(End)
Early Roman Kings Tom: G Intro: | G-G11-G | G-G11-G | | G-G11-G | G-G11-G |
Verse 1: G-G11-G Ah the early Roman kings, in their shark skin suits. G-G11-G C-C11-C Bow ties and buttons, high-top boots. C-C11-C G-G11-G Drivin' the spikes in, blazin' the rails. G-G11-G C-C11-C Nailed in their coffins, in top hats and tails. C-C11-C G-G11-G Fly away over, fly away, flap your wings. G-G11-G Fly by night, like the early Roman kings.
Bridge: | G-G11-G | G-G11-G | | G-G11-G | G-G11-G |
Verse 2: G-G11-G Ah the early Roman kings, were never really born. G-G11-G C-C11-C Comin' down the mountain, distributing the corn. C-C11-C G-G11-G Speedin' through the forest, ah racin' down the track. G-G11-G C-C11-C Ya trying' to get away, they drag you back. C-C11-C G-G11-G Tomorrow is Friday, we'll see what it brings. G-G11-G Everybody's talkin' about the early Roman kings.
Bridge: | G-G11-G | G-G11-G | | G-G11-G | G-G11-G |
Verse 3 G-G11-G The peddlers and the meddlers, they buy and they sell. G-G11-G C-C11-C They destroyed your city, they'll destroy you as well. C-C11-C G-G11-G They're lecherous and treacherous, a-hell-bent for leather. G-G11-G C-C11-C Each of 'em bigger, than all men put together. C-C11-C G-G11-G Sluggers and muggers, wearin' fancy gold rings. G-G11-G All the women goin' crazy, for the early Roman kings.
Bridge: | G-G11-G | G-G11-G | | G-G11-G | G-G11-G |
Verse 4 G-G11-G I could dress up you wounds, with a blood-clotted rag. G-G11-G C-C11-C I ain't afraid to make love, to a bitch of a hag. C-C11-C G-G11-G If you see me comin' and you're standin' there, G-G11-G C-C11-C Wave your handkerchief in the air. C-C11-C G-G11-G I ain't dead yet, my bell still still rings. G-G11-G I keep my fingers crossed like the early Roman kings.
Bridge: | G-G11-G | G-G11-G | | G-G11-G | G-G11-G |
Verse 5: C-C11-C I could strip you of life, strip you of bread. G-G11-G C-C11-C Ship you down, to the house of death. C-C11-C G-G11-G One day, you will ask for me. G-G11-G C-C11-C They'll be no-one else, that you'll wanna see. C-C11-C G-G11-G Bring down fiddle, tune up my strings. G-G11-G I'm gonna brake it wide open, like the early Roman kings.
Bridge: | G-G11-G | G-G11-G | | G-G11-G | G-G11-G |
Verse 6: C-C11-C I was up on Black Mountain, the day Detroit fell. G-G11-G C-C11-C They killed them all off and they sent them to Hell. C-C11-C G-G11-G Ding-dong-daddy, you're comin' up short. G-G11-G C-C11-C They'll put you on trial, in a Sicilian Court. C-C11-C G-G11-G I have had my fun, I've had my flings. G-G11-G Goin' shake 'em on down, like the early Roman kings.
Coda: | G-G11-G | G-G11-G | | G-G11-G | G-G11-G |
(End)
Narrow Way Tom: A Intro: | A-Aadd4-A | A-Aadd4-A | | A-Aadd4-A | A-Aadd4-A |
Verse 1: A-Aadd4-A I'll go walk across the desert, until I'm by fried by fire. A-Aadd4-A I won't think about, what I left behind. A-Aadd4-A Another 'tracter in her way, I can call my own. A-Aadd4-A Go back home, leave me alone. D-D3add4-D A-Aadd4-A It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way, E-E7-E D-D3add4-D A-Aadd4-A But I can't work up to you, you'll surely have work down to me some day.
Bridge: | A-Aadd4-A | A-Aadd4-A |
Verse 2:
A-Aadd4-A
Ever since the critics burned the White House down,
A-Aadd4-A
There's a bleedin' wound in the heart of town.
A-Aadd4-A
I saw you drinkin' from an empty cup.
A-Aadd4-A
I saw you buried and I saw you you dug up.
D-D3add4-D A-Aadd4-A
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way,
E-E7-E D-D3add4-D
A-Aadd4-A
I can't work up to you, you'll surely have work down to me some day.
Bridge: | A-Aadd4-A | A-Aadd4-A |
Verse 3:
A-Aadd4-A
Look down angel from the skies, help my weary soul to rise.
A-Aadd4-A
I kissed the cheek, I dragged your plough.
A-Aadd4-A
You broke my heart, I was your friend until now.
D-D3add4-D A-Aadd4-A
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way,
E-E7-E D-D3add4-D
A-Aadd4-A
I can't work up to you, you'll surely have work down to me some day.
Bridge: | A-Aadd4-A | A-Aadd4-A |
Verse 4: A-Aadd4-A In the courtyard of the Golden Sun. A-Aadd4-A You stand and fight, or you break and run. A-Aadd4-A You went and lost your lovely head, for a drink of wine and a crust of bread. D-D3add4-D A-Aadd4-A It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way, E-E7-E D-D3add4-D A-Aadd4-A If I can't work up to you, you'll surely have work down to me some day.
Bridge: | A-Aadd4-A | A-Aadd4-A |
Verse 5:
A-Aadd4-A
We looted and we plundered, long distant shores.
A-Aadd4-A
Why is my share not equal to yours?
A-Aadd4-A
Your father left you, your mother too.
A-Aadd4-A
Even death has, washed his hands of you.
D-D3add4-D A-Aadd4-A
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way,
E-E7-E D-D3add4-D
A-Aadd4-A
I can't work up to you, you'll surely have work down to me some day.
Bridge: | A-Aadd4-A | A-Aadd4-A |
Verse 6:
A-Aadd4-A
This is hard country, to stay alive in.
A-Aadd4-A
Blades are everywhere and they are breakin' my skin.
A-Aadd4-A
I'm armed to the hilt and I'm struggling' hard.
A-Aadd4-A
You won't get out, of here unscarred.
D-D3add4-D A-Aadd4-A
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way,
E-E7-E D-D3add4-D
A-Aadd4-A
I can't work up to you, you'll surely have work down to me some day.
Bridge: | A-Aadd4-A | A-Aadd4-A |
Verse 7:
A-Aadd4-A
You've got too many lovers, wailin' at the wall.
A-Aadd4-A
If I had a thousand tons, I couldn't count 'em all.
A-Aadd4-A
Yesterday, I could've put them all in the sea.
A-Aadd4-A
Today, even one, may be too much for me.
D-D3add4-D A-Aadd4-A
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way,
E-E7-E D-D3add4-D
A-Aadd4-A
I can't work up to you, you'll surely have work down to me some day.
Bridge: | A-Aadd4-A | A-Aadd4-A |
Verse 8:
A-Aadd4-A
Cake walkin' baby, you can do no wrong.
A-Aadd4-A
Put your arms around me, where they belong.
A-Aadd4-A
I want to take ya, on a rollercoaster ride.
A-Aadd4-A
Lay my hands all over ya. Tie ya to my side.
D-D3add4-D A-Aadd4-A
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way,
E-E7-E D-D3add4-D
A-Aadd4-A
I can't work up to you, you'll surely have work down to me some day.
Bridge: | A-Aadd4-A | A-Aadd4-A |
Verse 9:
A-Aadd4-A
I got a heavy stacked woman, with a smile on her face.
A-Aadd4-A
And she is proud, my soul to grace.
A-Aadd4-A
I've saved her from an arrow, and pierced my chest.
A-Aadd4-A
I'm gonna have to take my head, and bury it between her breasts.
D-D3add4-D A-Aadd4-A
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way,
E-E7-E D-D3add4-D
A-Aadd4-A
I can't work up to you, you'll surely have work down to me some day.
Bridge: | A-Aadd4-A | A-Aadd4-A |
Verse 10:
A-Aadd4-A
'Been dark all night, but now it's dawn.
A-Aadd4-A
The moving finger is movin' on.
A-Aadd4-A
You can garden here, while I sleep.
A-Aadd4-A
Kiss away, the tears I weep.
D-D3add4-D A-Aadd4-A
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way,
E-E7-E D-D3add4-D
A-Aadd4-A
I can't work up to you, you'll surely have work down to me some day.
Bridge: | A-Aadd4-A | A-Aadd4-A |
Verse 11:
A-Aadd4-A
I love a woman, and she loves me.
A-Aadd4-A
We've been to the west and we're goin' back again.
A-Aadd4-A
I heard a voice, at the dusk of day.
A-Aadd4-A
Say "Be gentle brother. Be gentle and pray."
D-D3add4-D A-Aadd4-A
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way,
E-E7-E D-D3add4-D
A-Aadd4-A
I can't work up to you, you'll surely have work down to me some day.
Outro: | A-Aadd4-A | A-Aadd4-A | | A-Aadd4-A | A-Aadd4-A |
Duquesne Whistle Tom: Ab Intro: Eb Eb Eb Eb Eb Eb Eb Eb C#m Ab Fm Bb Eb Eb Eb Eb
Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Bb Eb
Ab Eb Ab Eb
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Ab Eb Bb Eb
Blowing like it's gonna sweep my world away
Ab Eb Ab Eb
I wanna stop at Carmbondale and keep on going
Ab Eb Bb Eb
That Duquesne train goin' rock me night and day
C#m Ab You say I'm a gambler, you say I'm a pimp Fm Bb But I ain't neither one
Ab Eb Ab Eb Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Sounding like it's on a final run
Ab Eb Ab Eb
Ab Eb Ab Eb Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing like she never blowed before Ab Eb Ab Eb Little light blinking, red light glowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing like she's at my chamber door
C#m Ab You smiling through the fence at me Fm Bb Just like you always smiled before Ab Eb Ab Eb Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing like she ain't goin' blow no more
Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Bb Eb
Eb Eb Can't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing? Eb Eb Blowing like the sky's gonna blow apart Eb Eb You're the only thing alive that keeps me going Eb Eb You're like a time bomb in my heart C#m Ab I can hear a sweet voice steadily calling Fm Bb Must be the mother of our Lord Ab Eb Ab Eb Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing like my woman's on board
Ab Eb Ab Eb
Ab Eb Ab Eb
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Ab Eb Bb Eb
Blowing like it's gon' blow my blues away
Ab Eb Ab Eb
You old rascal, I know exactly where you're going
Ab Eb Bb Eb
I'll lead you there myself at the break of day
C#m Ab I wake up every morning with that woman in my bed Fm Bb Everybody telling me she's gone to my head Ab Eb Ab Eb Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing like it's goin' kill me dead
Eb Bb Ab Cm Ab Ab/Bb Bb
Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Bb Eb
Ab Eb Ab Eb Can't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing? Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing through another no good town Ab Eb Ab Eb The lights on my native land are glowing Ab Eb Bb Eb I wonder if they'll know me next time 'round C#m Ab I wonder if that old oak tree's still standing Fm Bb That old oak tree, the one we used to climb Ab Eb Ab Eb Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing like she's blowing right on time
Bb . . . . . ..
Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Bb Eb
Baby Please Stop Crying Tom: A Intro: (same as the end of the chorus):
D/E C#m/E D/E E A | . . . x7 | . . . |-2-----2-4-------||-2-----2-4-------|-0---------| |---3-----5-------||---3-----5-------|-2---------| |-----2--(6)------||-----2---4-------|-2---------| |-----------------||-----------------|-2---------| |-----------------||-----------------|-0---------| |-0---------------||-0-------0-------|-----------|
A C#m D
You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe,
E (11 fr.) A C#m . D . E(11) .
But you're back where you belong.
A C#m
Go get me my pistol, babe,
D E (11 fr.) A C#m . D . E(11)
Honey, I can't tell right from wrong.
A C#m D
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying
E A C#m D
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying
E
Baby, please stop crying.
D/E C#m/E D/E C#m/E D/E C#m/E D/E C#m/E
You know, I know, the sun will always shine
D/E C#m/E D/E C#m/E D/E C#m/E D/E E A
So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind.
Go down to the river, babe, Honey, I will meet you there. Go down to the river, babe, Honey, I will pay your fare.
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying Baby, please stop crying. You know, I know, the sun will always shine So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind.
If you're looking for assistance, babe, Or if you just want some company Or if you just want a friend you can talk to, Honey, come and see about me.
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying Baby, please stop crying. You know, I know, the sun will always shine So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind.
You been hurt so many times And I know what you're thinking of. Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe, To see that you're madly in love.
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying Baby, please stop crying. You know, I know, the sun will always shine So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind.
True Love Tends To Forget Tom: A Intro: |: A . D/A . :|
A C#m Bm
I'm getting weary looking in my baby's eyes
A C#m Bm
When she's near me she's so hard to recognize.
C#m Bm A D
But I finally realize there's no room for regret,
A D A D A D E11 A E
True love, true love, true love tends to forget.
Hold me, baby be near, You told me that you'd be sincere. Every day of the year's like playin' Russian roulette, True love, true love, true love tends to forget.
G A *)
I was lyin' down in the reeds without any oxygen
G D
I saw you in the wilderness among the men.
Dm A
Saw you drift into infinity and come back again
Esus4 E
All you got to do is wait and I'll tell you when.
A D A D A (or rather: D/A-A D/A-A)
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oxygen
You're a tearjerker, baby, but I'm under your spell, You're a hard worker, baby, and I know you well. But this weekend in hell is making me sweat, True love, true love, true love tends to forget, True love, true love, true love tends to forget.
I was lyin' down in the reeds without any oxygen I saw you in the wilderness among the men. Saw you drift into infinity and come back again All you got to do is wait and I'll tell you when.
You belong to me, baby, without any doubt, Don't forsake me, baby, don't sell me out. Don't keep me knockin' about from Mexico to Tibet, True love, true love, true love tends to forget.
What Was It You Wanted Tom: Am Intro:| Dm7 | Dm/A | Am | % |
Am What was it you wanted? Am Tell me again so I'll know Am What's happening in there Am What's going on in your show Dm7 What was it you wanted Dm/A Could you say it again? Am I'll be back in a minute Am You can get it together by then
| F | Em | Am | % |
Am What was it you wanted Am You can tell me, I'm back Am We can start it all over Am Get it back on the track Dm7 You got my attention Dm/A Go ahead, speak Am What was it you wanted Am When you were kissing my cheek?
| F | Em | Am | % |
Am Was there somebody looking Am When you gave me that kiss Am Someone there in the shadows Am Someone that I might have missed? Dm7 Is there something you needed
Dm/A Something I don't understand Am What was it you wanted Am Do I have it here in my hand?
| C | Em | Am | % |
Em Whatever you wanted Em Slipped out of my mind Em Would you remind me again Em If you'd be so kind Em Has the record been breaking Em Did the needle just skip Em Is there somebody waiting Em Was there a slip of the lip?
Am What was it you wanted Am I ain't keeping score Am Are you the same person Am That was here before? Dm7 Is it something important? Dm/A Maybe not Am What was it you wanted? Am Tell me again I forgot
| C | Em | Am | % |
SOLO | Am | % | % | % | | Dm7 | Dm/A | Am | % |
| C | Em | Am | % |
Em Whatever you wanted Em What could it be Em Did somebody tell you Em That you could get it from me Em Is it something that comes natural Em Is it easy to say Em Why do you want it Em Who are you anyway?
Am Is the scenery changing Am Am I getting it wrong Am Is the whole thing going backwards Am Are they playing our song? Dm7 Where were you when it started Dm/A Do you want it for free Am What was it you wanted Am Are you talking to me?
| C | Em | Am | % | | F | Em | Am | % | | C | Em | Am | % | Am
Someones Got A Hold Of My Heart Tom: A Intro: |A . . E D . . . | x4
A C#m
They say "eat, drink and be merry, Take the bull by the horns."
F#m D
I keep seeing visions of you, a lily among thorns
A C#m D (A D)
Everything looks a little far away to me
A C#m
Gettin' harder and harder to recognize the trap
F#m D
Too much information about nothin', Too much educated rap
A C#m D
just like you told me, It's just like you said it would be
B#m
The moon goin' up like wildfire
I feel the breath of a storm.
B
Something I got to do tonight
Esus4 E
You go inside and stay warm.
A E D Someone's got a hold of my heart A E D Someone's got a hold of my heart A E D Someone's got a hold of my heart Bm C#m D E 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, 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- Yeah, you got a hold of my heart
Call Letter Blues
Tom: E
Intro: E A E
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Well I. . .
E
Well, I walked all night long
A E A E
Hearin' them church bells toll
A
Yes, I walked all night long
E A E
Listening to them church bells toll
B7
Either someone needing mercy
A E
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.
No More Auction Block Tom: C Intro: F F G C Csus4 C Am G G6 G7 C F C/b Am F F C/e G/d C
C F C Am G G6 G7 No more auction block for me, no more, no more C F C Am F C/e G/d /e /F C No more auction block for me, many thousand gone.
F C/e G/d C
No more driver's lash for me, no more, no more No more driver's lash for me, many thousand gone.
No more pint of salt*) for me, no more, no more No more pint of salt for me, many thousand gone.
No more auction block for me, no more, no more No more auction block for me, many thousand gone
*) Dylan sings something like “mmm whiplash”
If You See Her Say Hello Tom: C Intro:
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C F C G C [Bass run: G-a-C]
If you see her, say hello, she might be in Tangier
C F C Bb . . . G
She left here last early spring, is livin' there, I hear
Am F C F
Say for me that I'm all right though things get kind of slow
Am C/g F C
She might think that I've forgotten her, don't tell her it isn't so.
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We had...
We had a falling-out, like lovers often will And to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chill And though our separation, it pierced me to the heart She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.
If you get close to her, kiss her once for me I always have respected her for doin' what she did and gettin' free Oh, whatever makes her happy, I won't stand in the way. Oh, the bitter taste still lingers on, from that night I tried to make her stay.
I see a lot of people as I make the rounds And I hear her name here and there as I go from town to town And I've never gotten used to it, I've just learned to turn it off Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast If she's passin' back this way, I'm not that hard to find Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.
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Union Sundown Tom: A Intro: A
Verse 1:
A G
Well, my shoes, they come from Singapore,
A
My flashlight's from Taiwan,
A G
My tablecloth's from Malaysia,
A
My belt buckle's from the Amazon.
A G
You know, this shirt I wear comes from the Philippines
A
And the car I drive is a Chevrolet,
A G
It was put together down in Argentina
A
By a guy makin' thirty cents a day.
Chorus:
D A
Well, it's sundown on the union
D A
And what's made in the U.S.A.
D A
Sure was a good idea
D E A
'Til greed got in the way.
Verse 2: Well, this silk dress is from Hong Kong And the pearls are from Japan. Well, the dog collar's from India And the flower pot's from Pakistan. All the furniture, it says "Made in Brazil" Where a woman, she slaved for sure Bringin' home thirty cents a day to a family of twelve, You know, that's a lot of money to her.
Chorus
Verse 3: Well, you know, lots of people complainin' that there is no work. I say, "Why you say that for When nothin' you got is U.S.-made?" They don't make nothin' here no more, You know, capitalism is above the law. It say, "It don't count 'less it sells." When it costs too much to build it at home You just build it cheaper someplace else.
Chorus
Verse 4: Well, the job that you used to have, They gave it to somebody down in El Salvador. The unions are big business, friend, And they're goin' out like a dinosaur. They used to grow food in Kansas Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw. I can see the day coming when even your home garden Is gonna be against the law.
Chorus
Verse 5: Democracy don't rule the world, You'd better get that in your head. This world is ruled by violence But I guess that's better left unsaid. From Broadway to the Milky Way, That's a lot of territory indeed And a man's gonna do what he has to do When he's got a hungry mouth to feed.
Chorus
Walkin Down The Line Tom: G
G C/g G C/G G
Well, I'm walkin' down the line,
C/g G
I'm walkin' down the line
C/g G
An' I'm walkin' down the line.
C/g G
My feet'll be a-flyin'
D7sus4 C/g G
To tell about my troubled mind.
G C/g G C/G G
I got a heavy-headed gal
C/g G
I got a heavy-headed gal
C/g G
I got a heavy-headed gal
C/g G
She ain't feelin' well
D7sus4 C/g G
When she's better only time will tell
Well, I'm walkin' down the line, I'm walkin' down the line An' I'm walkin' down the line. My feet'll be a-flyin' To tell about my troubled mind.
My money comes and goes My money comes and goes My money comes and goes And rolls and flows and rolls and flows Through the holes in the pockets in my clothes
Well, I'm walkin' down the line, I'm walkin' down the line An' I'm walkin' down the line. My feet'll be a-flyin' To tell about my troubled mind.
I see the morning light I see the morning light Well it's not because I'm an early riser I didn't go to sleep last night
Well, I'm walkin' down the line, I'm walkin' down the line An' I'm walkin' down the line. My feet'll be a-flyin' To tell about my troubled mind.
I got my walkin' shoes I got my walkin' shoes I got my walkin' shoes An' I ain't a-gonna lose I believe I got the walkin' blues
Well, I'm walkin' down the line, I'm walkin' down the line An' I'm walkin' down the line. My feet'll be a-flyin' To tell about my troubled mind.
A Satisfied Mind Tom: C Intro: C Csus4 C (repeat ad lib)
C F G C
How many times have you heard someone say,
C G F C
"If I had his money I could do things my way."
C G F C
But little they know that it's so hard to find
C G F C
One rich man in ten with a satisfied mind.
C G F C
Once I was winning in fortune and fame;
C G F C
Everything that I dreamed of to get a start in lifes game.
C F G C
But suddenly it happened, I lost every dime,
C G F C
But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind.
C G F C
Money can't buy back your youth when you're old
C G F C
Or a friend when you're lonesome or a love that's grown cold;
C G F C
The wealthiest person is a pauper at times
C G F C
Compared to the man with a satisfied mind.
C G F C
When life is over, my time has run out,
C G F C
My friends and my loved ones I'll leave, there's no doubt.
C F G C
But one thing for certain, when it comes my time,
C G F C
I'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind.
C F G C How many times have you heard someone say.
Catch The Wind Tom: C Intro: C C F G C F C C
C C F F
In the chilly hours and minutes
C C F F
Of uncertainty, I want to be
C C F G C C G G
In the warm hold of your loving mind
C C F F
To feel you all around me
C C F F
And to take your hand along the sand
C C F G C F C C
Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind
When sundown pales the sky I want to hide a while behind your smile And everywhere I'd look, your eyes I'd find.
For me to love you now Would be the sweetest thing, 'twould make me sing Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind.
F F Em Em
Deedee dee dee, dee dee deedee
F F D7/F# D7/F#
Dee dee deedee, dee dee deedee
G G/E G/F G/E
Dee de deeee
When rain has hung the leaves with tears I want you near to kill my fears To help me to leave all my blues behind
For standing in your heart Is where I want to be and long to be Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind
Slow Train Tom: Am
Am Am
Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted
Dm Am
Can't help but wonder what's happenin' to my companions,
Am
Are they lost or are they found,
have they counted the cost it'll take to bring down
Dm Am
All their earthly principles they're gonna have to abandon?
F Dm Am
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.
Am
I had a woman down in Alabama,
Dm Am
She was a backwoods girl, but she sure was realistic,
She said, "Boy, without a doubt, have to quit your mess and straighten out,
Dm Am
You could die down here, be just another accident statistic."
F Dm Am
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.
Am
All that foreign oil controlling American soil,
Dm Am
Look around you, it's just bound to make you embarrassed.
Sheiks walkin' around like kings, wearing fancy jewels and nose rings,
Dm Am
Deciding America's future from Amsterdam and to Paris
F Dm Am
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.
Am Dm
Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more,
Am
You can't rely no more to be standin' around waitin'
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave,
Dm Am
Fools glorifying themselves, trying to manipulate Satan
F Dm Am
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.
Am Big-time negotiators, false healers and woman haters, Dm Am Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,
Dm Am
All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion
F Dm Am
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.
Am
People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting
Dm Am
Oh, you know it costs more to store the food than it do to give it.
They say lose your inhibitions, follow your own ambitions,
Dm
They talk about a life of brotherly love, show me someone who knows how to
Am
live it.
F Dm Am
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.
Am
Well, my baby went to Illinois with some bad-talkin' boy she could destroy
Dm Am
A real suicide case, but there was nothin' I could do to stop it,
I don't care about economy, I don't care about astronomy
Dm Am
But it sure do bother me to see my loved ones turning into puppets,
F Dm Am
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.
Tangled Up In Blue Live Tom: G Intro: / G – Gsus4 / (x4)
G F Early one morning the sun was shining I was laying in bed Wondering if she'd changed at all C If her hair was still red G F Her folks, they said our lives together Sure was gonna be rough They never did like mama's homemade dress C Papa's bank book wasn't big enough D Em And I was standing on the side of the road G C Rain falling on my shoes D Em Heading out for the East coast G C D Lord knows I've paid some dues getting through F C Tangled up in blue
/ G – F / (x4)
She was married when we first meet Soon to be divorced I helped her out of a jam I guess - But I used a little too much force We drove that car as far as we could Abandoned it out West Splitting up on a dark sad night - Both agreeing it was best She turned around to look at me As I was walkin away Sayin over her shoulder "We'll meet again someday on the avenue" Tangled up in blue.
I had a job in Santa Fe Working in an old hotel But I never did like it all that much - And one day the ax just fell So I drifted down to New Orleans Lucky not to be destroyed Where I got me a job on a fishin boat - Right outside of Delacroix But all the while I was alone The past was close behind I seen a lot of women But she never escaped my mind and I just grew Tangled up in blue.
She was working in a topless place And I stopped in for a beer I just kept looking at the side of her face - In the spotlight so clear And later on when the crowd thinned out I was just about to do the same She was standing there right beside my chair - She said "Don't tell me let me guess your name" I muttered something underneath my breath She studied the lines on my face I must admit I felt a little uneasy When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoes Tangled up in blue.
I lived with them on Montague Street In a basement down the stairs There was music in the cafes at night - And revolution in the air Then he started into dealing with slaves And something inside of him died She had to sell everything she owned - And froze up inside And when it all came crashing down I became withdrawn The only thing I knew how to do Was keep on keeping on like a bird that flew Tangled up in blue.
So now I'm going on back again I got to get her somehow All the faces we used to know - They're an illusion to me now Some are mathematicians Some are truck driver's wives Don't know how it all got started - I don't what they're doing with their lives But me I'm still on the road Heading for another joint We always did feel the same We just saw it from a different point of view Tangled up in Blue.
Belle Isle Tom: C
C F
One evenin', for pleasure, I rambled to view
C G C
The fair fields all alone,
F
Down by the banks of Loch Erin,
G C
Where beauty and pleasure were known.
Am Em
I spied a fair maid at her labors,
Am G7
Which caused me to stay for a while,
C Em
And I thought of this goddess of beauty,
F C
Bloomin' bright star of Belle Isle.
Am Em
I humbled my self to her beauty.
F C
"fair maiden where do you belong?
Am Em
Are you from heaven descended,
F G7
A biding in Cupid's fair throne?"
Am Em
"young man i will tell you a secret.
Am Em
It's true I'm a maid that is poor
C Am
And to part from my vows and my promise,
F Fm
That's more then my heart can endure."
C Am
"there fore, I remain at my service,
Em G7
And go through all my hard ship and toil,
C Em Am
And wait for the lad that has left me
F G C
All alone on the banks of Belle Isle."
Em G
C Am Em
"Young maiden, I wish not to banter.
F C
'Tis true I come here in disguise.
Am Em Am
I came to fulfill our last promise,
Dm G7
And hope to give you a surprise."
Am G
"I've known you're a maid I love dearly
Am Em G7
And you've been in my heart all the while.
C Em Am
For me there is no other damsel
F G C
Than my blooming bright star of Belle Isle."
Am Em
F Fm
C Am
F G C
Living The Blues Tom: C
C C7
since you've been gone,
F
I've been walking around
C G7 C
With my head bowed down to my shoes.
G
I've been living the blues
G7 C
Every night without you.
C
I don't have to go far,
F
To know where you are,
C G7 C
Strangers all give me the news.
G7
I've been living the blues.
C
Every night without you.
F
I think it's best I soon get some rest
C
And forget my pride
D
But I can't deny this feeling that I
G F Dm Em Am F G
carry for you deep down inside.
C
If you see me this way,
F
You'd come back and you'd stay,
C G7 C
Oh, how could you refuse.
G
I've been living the blues
G7 C
Every night without you.
Ill Keep It With Mine Tom: C
C
You can search babe
F
At any cost
C
But how long babe
F
Can you search for what is not lost
C
Ev'rybody will help you
F
Some people are very kind
C F
But if I can save you any time
C F C G
Come on give it to me
C
I'll keep it with mine
C
I can't help it
F
If you might think I am odd
C
If I say I'm not loving you for what you are
F
But for what you're not
C
Everybody will help you
F
Discover what you set out to find
C F
But if I can save you any time
C F C G
Come on give it to me
C
I'll keep it with mine
C
The train leaves
F
At half past ten
C
But it'll be back
F
In the Same old spot again
C
The conductor
F
He's still stuck on the line
C F
But if I can save you any time
C F C G
Come on give it to me
C
I'll keep it with mine
Desolation Row
Tom: D
D
They're selling postcards of the hanging.
G D
They're painting the passports brown.
A7
The beauty parlour's filled with sailors.
G D
The circus is in town.
D
Here comes the blind commissioner.
G D
They've got him in a trance.
A7
One hand's tied to the tightrope walker.
G D
The other is in his pants.
G
And the riot squad they're restless
D
They need some where to go.
D A7
As lady and I look out tonight
G D
On Desolation Row.
D
Cinderella she seem so easy.
G D
It takes on to know one she smiles.
A7
Then puts her hand in her back pocket,
G D
Betty Davis style.
D
Then in comes Romeo he's moaning.
G D
You Belong to me I believe.
A7
And someone says your in the wrong place my friend
G D
You better leave.
G
And the only sound that's left
D
After the ambulances go.
D A7
Is Cinderella sweeping up
G D
On Desolation Row.
D
Now the moon is almost hidden
G D
The stars are beginning to hide
A7
The fortune telling lady
G D
Has already taken all her things inside.
D
All except for Cane and Able
G D
And the Hunch Back of Notre Dame
A7
Everyone is making love
G D
Or else expecting rain
G
And the good Samaritan he's dressing
D
He's gettin ready for the show.
D A7
He's going to the carnival
G D
Tonight on Desolation Row.
D
Now Ophelia she's 'neath the window.
G D
For her I feel so afraid.
A7
On her twenty-second birthday
G D
She already is an old maid.
D
To her death is quite romantic.
G D
She wears an iron vest.
A7
Her profession's her religion,
G D
Her sin is her lifelessness.
G
And though her eyes are fixed upon
D
Noah's great rainbow
D A7
She spends her time peeking
G D
Into Desolation Row.
D
Einstein disguised as Robin Hood
G D
With his memories in a trunk
A7
Passed this way an hour ago
G D
With his friend a jealous monk.
D
He looked so frightful
G D
As he bummed a cigarette
A7
Then went off sniffing drain pipes
G D
And reciting the alphabet.
G
No you would not think to look at him
D
That he was famous long ago
D A7
For playing electric violin
G D
On Desolation Row.
D
Doctor filth he keeps his word
G D
Inside a leather cup
A7
But all his sexless patients
G D
Are trying to blow it up.
D
Now his nurse a local looser
G D
She's in charge of the cyanide hole
A7
And she also keeps the cards that read
G D
Have mercy on his soul.
G
They all play on penny whistles
D
You can hear them blow
D A7
If you lean your head out far enough
G D
From Desolation Row
D
Across the street they've nailed the curtains
G D
They're gettin ready for the feast
A7
The phantom of the opera
G D
A perfect image of a priest
D
They're spoon feedin Casanova
G D
To get him to feel more assured
A7
Then they'll killed him with self confidence
G D
After poisoning him with words
G
And the phantom shouting to skinning girls
D
Get outta her don't you know
D A7
Casanova is just being punished
G D
For going to Desolation Row.
D
Now at midnight all the agents
G D
And the superhuman crews
A7
Round up everyone
G D
That knows more than they do.
D
Then they bring them to the factory
G D
Where the heart attack machines
A7
Is strapped across their shoulders
G D
And then the kerosene
G
Is brought down from the castles
D
By insurance men that go
D A7
Check to see that nobody is escaping
G D
To Desolation Row
D
Praise be to Nero's Neptune
G D
The Titanic sails at dawn
A7
And everybody shouting
G D
Which side are you on
D
And Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot
G D
Fighting in the captains tower
A7
While calypso signers laugh at them
G D
And fishermen hold flowers
G
Between the windows of the sea
D
Where lovely mermaids flow
D A7
And nobody has to think too much
G D
About Desolation Row
D
Yes I received your letter yesterday
G D
About the time the door knob broke.
A7
When you asked me how I was
G D
Was that some kind of joke.
D
All those people that you mention
G D
Yes I know them they're quite lame.
A7
I had to rearrange their faces
G D
And give them all another name.
G
Right now I can't read too good
D
Don't send me no more letters no.
D A7
Not unless you mail them from
G D
Desolation Row.
Dignity Tom: D
D G D D7 Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel, thin man lookin' at his last meal G D G D Hollow man lookin' in a cotton field for dignity
D G D D7 Wise man lookin' in a blade of grass, young man lookin' in the shadows that pass G D G D Poor man lookin' through painted glass for dignity
Chorus 1: A Somebody got murdered on New Year's Eve G D Somebody said dignity was the first to leave G F#m I went into the city, went into the town Em A A(2) Went into the land of the midnight sun
D G D D7 Searchin' high, searchin' low, searchin' everywhere I know G D G D Askin' the cops wherever I go, "Have you seen Dignity?"
D G D D7 Blind man breakin' out of a trance, puts both his hands in the pocket of chance D G D Hopin' to find one circumstance of dignity
D G D D7 I went to the wedding of Mary-Lou, she said I don't want nobody see me talkin to you G D G D Said she could get killed if she told me what she knew about dignity
Chorus 2: A I went down where the vultures feed G D I would've gone deeper, but there wasn't any need G F#m Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men, Em A A(2) Wasn't any difference to me
D G D D7 Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade, house on fire, debts unpaid G D G D Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid, "Have you seen dignity?"
D G D D7 Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears in a crowded room full of covered up mirrors G D G D Lookin' into the lost forgotten years for dignity
D G D D7 Met Prince Philip at the home of the blues said he'd give me information if his name wasn't used G D G D He wanted money up front, said he was abused by dignity
Chorus 3: A Footprints runnin' cross the silver sand, G D Steps goin' down into tattoo land G F#m I met the sons of darkness and the sons of light, Em A A(2) In the bordertowns of despair
D G D D7 Got no place to fade, got no coat, I'm on the rollin' river in a jerkin' boat G D G D Tryin' to read a note somebody wrote about dignity
D G D D7 Sick man lookin' for the doctor's cure, lookin' at his hands for the lines that were G D G D And into every masterpiece of literature for dignity
D G D D7 Englishman stranded in the blackheart wind combin' his hair back his future looks thin G D G D Bites the bullet and he looks within for dignity
Chorus 4: A Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed, G D Dignity never been photographed G F#m I went into the red, went into the black, Em A A(2) Into the valley of dry bone dreams
D G D D7 So many roads, so much at stake, so many dead ends, I'm at the edge of the lake G D G D Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take to find dignity
Positively 4th Street Tom: G
[G]You got a [Am]lotta nerve to [C]say you are my [G]friend When I was [D]down [C]you just [Em7]stood there [D]grinning [G]You got a [Am]lotta nerve to [C]say you got a helping [G]hand You just [D]want to be [C]on the [Em7]side that's [D]winning
[G]You say I [Am]let you down [C]you know it's not [G]like that If you're so [D]hurt [C]why then [Em7]don't you [D]show it [G]You say you [Am]lost your faith but[C] that's not where it's [G]at You [D]had no fa[C]ith to [Em7]lose and you [D]know it
[G]I know the [Am]reason that you [C]talk behind my [G]back I [D]used to be a[C]mong the [Em7]crowd you're [D]in with [G]Do you take me for [Am]such a fool to [C]think I'd make [G]contact With the [D]one who tries to [C]hide what he [Em7]don't know to be[D]gin with
[G]You see me [Am]on the street you [C]always act sur[G]prised You say, [D]"How are y[C]ou?" "Good [Em7]luck" but you don't [D]mean it [G]When you know as [Am]well as me you'd [C]rather see me paral[G]yzed Why [D]don't you[C] just come[Em7] out once and [D]scream it
[G]No, I do not [Am]feel that good when I [C]see the heartbreaks you e[G]mbrace If [D]I was a m[C]aster thie[Em7]f perhaps I'd [D]rob them [G]And now I know you're dis[Am]satisfied with your [C]position and your [G]place [D]Don't you unde[C]rstand it's [Em7]not my [D]problem
[G]I wish that for [Am]just one time you could [C]stand inside my [G]shoes And [D]just for that on[C]e moment[Em7] I could [D]be you [G]Yes, I wish that for [Am]just one time you could [C]stand inside my [G]shoes You'd[D] know [C]what a[Em7] drag it is to [D]see you
Masters Of War Tom: Am Intro: Am Am7 Am
Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am Come you masters of war, you that build the big guns Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am You that build the death planes, you that build all the bombs Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am You that hide behind walls, you that hide behind desks Am C G F Am Am7 Am I just want you to know I can see through your masks
Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am You that never have done nothin' but build to destroy Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am You play with my world like it's your little toy Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am You put a gun in my hand then you hide from my eyes Am C G F Am Am7 Am Then you turn and run farther when the fast bullets fly
Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am Like Judas of old you lie and deceive Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am A world war can't be won, and you want me to believe Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am But I see through your eyes and I see through your brain Am C G F Am Am7 Am Like I see through the water that runs down my drain
Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am You that fasten all the triggers for the others to fire Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am Then you sit back and watch while the death count gets higher Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am You hide in your mansions while the young people's blood Am C G F Am Am7 Am Flows out of their bodies and gets buried in the mud
Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am You've thrown the worst fear that can ever be hurled Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am Fear to bring children into the world Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am For threatening my baby, unborn and unnamed Am C G F Am Am7 Am You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins
Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am How much do I know to talk out of turn Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am You might say that I'm young, you might say I'm unlearned Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am But there's one thing I know, though I'm younger than you Am C G F Am Am7 Am Even Jesus would never forgive what you do
Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am Let me ask you one question: is your money that good? Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am Will it buy you forgiveness? Do you think that it could? Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am I think you will find when your death takes its toll Am C G F Am Am7 Am All the money you made won't ever buy back your soul
Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am And I hope that you die and your death will come soon Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am I'll follow your casket through the pale afternoon Am Am Am7 Am Am7 Am And I'll watch while you're lowered into your death bed Am C G F Am Am7 Am Then I'll stand over your grave till I'm sure that you're dead
Dirge Tom: Gm Intro: Gm Cm Gm Cm
Dm Gm Dm Gm I hate myself for lovin' you And the weakness that I showed ... Dm Gm Dm Am You were just a painted face On a trip down Suicide Road. Bb Dm Gm The stage was set, the lights went out All around the old hotel Bb Eb Bb Cm Gm I hate myself for lovin' you And I'm glad the curtain fell.
Dm Gm Dm Gm
I hate that foolish game we played And the need that was expressed
Dm Gm Dm Am
And the mercy that you showed to me Whoever would have guessed
Bb Dm Gm
I went out on Lower Broadway And I felt that place within
Bb Eb Bb Cm Gm
That hollow place where martyrs weep And angels play with sin
Dm Gm Dm Gm Heard your songs of freedom And man forever stripped Dm Gm Dm Am Acting out his folly While his back is being whipped Bb Dm Gm Like a slave in orbit He's beaten 'til he's tame Bb Eb Bb Cm Gm All for a moment's glory And it's dirty, rotten shame
Dm Gm Dm Gm There are those who worship loneliness I'm not one of them Dm Gm Dm Am In this age of fiberglass I'm searching for a gem Bb Dm Gm The crystal ball up on the wall Hasn't shown me nothing yet Bb Eb Bb Cm Gm I've paid the price of solitude But at least I'm out of debt
Dm Gm Dm Gm Can't recall a useful thing You ever did for me Dm Gm Dm Am 'Cept pat me on the back one time When I was on my knees Bb Dm Gm We stared into each other's eyes 'Til one of us would break Bb Eb Bb Cm Gm No use to apologize What diff'rence would it make
Dm Gm Dm Gm So sing your praise of progress And of the Doom Machine Dm Gm Dm Am The naked truth is still tabu Whenever it can be seen Bb Dm Gm Lady Luck who shines on me Will tell you where I'm at Bb Eb Bb Cm Gm I hate myself for lovin' you But I should get over that
George Jackson Tom: G
G D
I woke up this morning,
C Am
There were tears in my bed.
G D
They killed a man I really loved,
C Am
Shot him through the head.
G D C Am
Lord, Lord they cut George Jackson down.
G D C G
Lord, Lord they laid him in the ground.
G D
Sent him off to prison,
C Am
For a seventy dollar robbery.
G D
Closed the door behind him,
C Am
And they threw away the key.
G D C Am
Lord, Lord they cut George Jackson down.
G D C G
Lord, Lord they laid him in the ground
G D
He wouldn't take shit from no one,
C Am
He wouldn't bow down or kneel.
G D
The authorities they hated him,
C Am
Because he was just too real.
G D C Am
Lord Lord so they cut George Jackson down.
G D C G
Lord Lord they laid him in the ground.
G D
The prison guards they cursed him,
C Am
As they watched him from above.
G D
But they were frightened of his power,
C Am
They were scared of his love.
G D C Am
Lord, Lord they cut George Jackson down.
G D C G
Lord, Lord they laid him in the ground.
G D
Sometimes I think this whole world,
C Am
Is one big prison yard.
G D
Some of us are prisoners,
C Am
The rest of us are guards.
G D C Am
Lord Lord they cut George Jackson down.
G D C G
Lord Lord they laid him in the ground.
If You See Her, Say Hello Tom: D Intro: A G A G D(2) DaddG D(2) A G A G A G A G D(2)
D(2) G D(2) A D(3)
If you see her say hello, she might be in Tangiers
G D(2) Em Em/D A
She left here last early spring, is living there I hear
Bm G D G
Say for me that I'm alright, though things get kind of slow
Bm A
She might think that I've forgotten her
G D(2) DaddG D(2) D(3)
Don't tell her it isn't so
D(2) G D(2) A D(3)
We had a falling out, like lovers often will
G D(2) Em Em/D A
And to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chill
Bm G D G
And though our separation, it pierced me to the heart
Bm A
She still lives inside of me,
G D(2) DaddG D(2) D(3)
We've never been apart
D(2) G D(2) A D(3)
If you get close to her, kiss her once for me
G D(2) Em Em/D A
I always have respected her, for doin' what she did and gettin' free
Bm G D G
Whatever makes her happy, I won't stand in the way
Bm A
Though the bitter taste still lingers on
G D(2) DaddG D(2) D(3)
From the night I tried to make her stay
D(2) G D(2) A D(3)
I see a lot of people, as I make the rounds
G D(2) Em Em/D A
And I hear her name here and there as I go from town to town
Bm G D G
And I've never gotten used to it, I've just learned to turn it off
Bm A
Maybe I'm too sensitive,
G D(2) DaddG D(2) D(3)
Or else I'm gettin'' soft
D(2) G D(2) A D(3)
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past
G D(2) Em Em/D A
I know every scene by heart, it all went by so fast
Bm G D G
If she's goin' by this way, I'm not that hard to find
Bm A
Tell her she can look me up
G D(2) DaddG D(2) D(3)
If she's got the time
**Instrumental: A G A G A G D(2) Dsus4 D(2) A G A G A G D(3)
Chords:
D G A D(2) DaddG D(3) Em Em/D Bm :
D -0--5--7---4-----5----4-----2---2----0---------(4)--
A -0--5--7---0-----0----0-----2---2----2---------(0)--
D -0--5--7---3-----3----3-----1---1----0---------(3)--
F# -0--5--7---0-----0----0-----2---0----0---------(0)--
A -0--5--7---0-----0----5-----x---x----2----0-2-4-5---
D -0--5--7---0-----0----0-----x---x----0---------(0)--
License To Kill Tom: C
C Am
Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth
G C
He can do with it as he please
C Am G
And if things don't change soon, he will
F C
Oh, man has invented his doom
C G F
First step was touching the moon
Am F Am F
Now there's a woman on my block
Am F Am F
She just sits there as the night grow still
C G C Fmaj7 Csus4 C
She say who gonna take away his license to kill
C Am
Now, they take him and they teach him
G C
And they groom him for life
C Am G
And they set him on a path where he's bound to get ill
F C
Then they bury him with stars
C G F
Sell his body like they do used cars
Am F Am F
Now there's a woman on my block
Am F Am F
She just sit there facin' the hill
C G C Fmaj7 Csus4 C
She say who gonna take away his license to kill
C Am
Now, he's hell bent for destruction
G C
He's afraid and confused
C Am G
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill
F C
All he believes are his eyes
C G F
And his eyes they just tell him lies
Am F Am F
But there's a woman on my block
Am F Am F
Sitting there in a cold chill
C G C Fmaj7 Csus4 C
She say who gonna take away his license to kill
Am
May be noisemaker, spirit maker
C
Heartbreaker, backbreaker
F C
Leave no stone unturned
Am
May be an actor in a plot
C
That might be all that you got
Dm G
Till your error you clearly learn
C Am
Now he worships at an altar
G C
Of a stagnant pool
C Am G
And when he sees his reflection he's fulfilled
F C
Oh, man is opposed to fair play
C G F
He wants it all and he wants it his way
Am F Am F
Now, there's a woman on my block
Am F Am F
She just sit there as the night grow still
C G C Fmaj7 Csus4 C
She say who gonna take away his license to kill
**Instrumental Verse
Hurricane Tom: Am Intro: Am F Am F
Am F Pistol shots ring out in the bar room night Am F Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall Am F She sees the bartender in a pool of blood Am F Cries out "My God they killed them all!" C F Here comes the story of the Hurricane, C F The man the authorities came to blame Dm C For something that he never done Dm C Put in a prison cell but one time Em Am F C G Am F Am F He could have been the champion of the world
Am F Three bodied lying there does Patty see Am F And another man named Bello moving mysteriously Am F "I didn't do it" he says, and he throws up his hands Am F "I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand C F I saw them leavin'," he says and he stops C F One of us had better call the cops Dm C So Patty calls the cops Dm C And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin' Em Am F C G Am F Am F In the hot New Jersey night
Am F Meanwhile somewhere in another part of town Am F Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around Am F Number one contender for the middleweight crown Am F Had no idea what kind of shit was about to go down C F When a cop pulled him over on the side of the road C F Just like the time before and the time before that Dm C In Paterson that just the ways things go Dm C If you black you might as well not show up on the streets Em Am F C G Am F Am F Less you wanna draw the heat
Am F Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops Am F Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around Am F He said "I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middle-weights Am F They jumped into a white car with out of state plates" C F And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head C F Cop said "Wait a minute boys, this one's not dead" Dm C So they took him to the infirmary Dm C And although this man could hardly see Em Am F C G Am F Am F They told him that he could identify the guilty men
Am F Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in Am F Take him to the hospital and bring him upstairs Am F The wounded man looks up though his one dying eye Am F Says "why'd you bring him here for? He ain't the guy!" C F Yes, here the story of the Hurricane C F The man the authorities came to blame Dm C For something that he never done Dm C Put in a prison cell but one time he could've been Em Am F C G Am F Am F The champion of the world
Am F Four months later the ghetto's in flame Am F Rubin's in South America fightin' for his name Am F While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game Am F And the cops are puttin' the screw to him looking for somebody to blame C F "Remember that murder that happened in a bar?" C F "Remember you said you saw the getaway car?" Dm C "You think you'd like to play ball with the law?" Dm C "Think it might have been that fighter that you saw running that night?" Em Am F C G Am F Am F "Don't forget that you are white"
Am F Arthur Dexter Bradley said "I'm really not sure" Am F Cops said "A poor boy like you could really use a break Am F We got you for the motel job and were talking to your friend Bello Am F Now you don't want to have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow C F You'll be doin' society a favor C F That son of a bitch is brave and getting braver Dm C We want to put his ass in the stir Dm C We want to pin this trip murder on him Em Am F C G Am F Am F He ain't no Gentleman Jim"
Am F Rubin could take a man out with just one punch Am F He never did like to talk about it all that much Am F It's my work he'd say, I do it for pay Am F And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way C F Up to some paradise C F Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice Dm C And ride a horse along a trail Dm C But then they took him to the jail house Em Am F C G Am F Am F Where they try to make a man into a mouse
Am F All of Rubin's card were marked in advance Am F The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance Am F The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums Am F To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum C F but to the black folks he was a crazy nigger C F No one doubted that he pulled the trigger Dm C And though they could not produce the gun Dm C The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed Em Am F C G Am F Am F And the all-white jury agreed
Am F Rubin Carter was falsely tried Am F The crime was murder "one", guess who testified? Am F Bello and Bradley and the both badly lied Am F And the newspapers all went along for the ride C F How can the life of such a man C F Be in the palm of some fool's hand? Dm C To see him obviously framed Dm C Couldn't help but be ashamed to live in a land Em Am F C G Am F Am F Where justice is a game
Am F Now all the criminal in their coats and their ties Am F Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise Am F While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten foot cell Am F And innocent man in a living hell C F That's the story of the Hurricane C F But it won't be over till they clear him name Dm C And give him back the time he's done Dm C Put in a prison cell but one time he could've been Em Am F C G Am F Am F The champion of the world