Kelvin W. Sherlock" <ksherloc@gnu.uvm.edu> Subject: CRD. Bob Dylan-Girl from the North Country Girl from the North Country, from the 30th anniversary concert and 'Real Live' C/G Dsus4 (C moved up two frets) e-3----x- B-1----3- G-0----0- D-2----4- A-x----5- E-3------ Dsus4 C G C/G G If you're travellin' in the north country fair Dsus4 C G C/G G Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline Em C G C/G G Remember me to one who lives there Dsus4 C G C/G G She once was a true love of mine If you go when the snowflakes storm Where the rivers freeze and summer ends See for me if she's wearing a coat so warm To keep her from the howling winds See for me if her hair is hangin' long If it rolls and flows all down her breast See for me if her hair is hangin' long That's the way I remember her best Wonderin' if she remembers me at all Many times, I've often prayed In the darkness of my night In the brightness of my day instrumental So if you're travellin' in the north country fair Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine doubly long instrumental hard_rai.crd #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## Received: from nevada.edu (animal-farm.nevada.edu) by redrock.nevada.edu (5.65c/M1.4) with SMTP id <AA25764>; Sun, 18 Oct 1992 16:15:59 -0700 Received: from mailrus.cc.umich.edu by animal-farm.nevada.edu. id aa04669; 18 Oct 92 16:06 PDT Received: from um.cc.umich.edu by mailrus.cc.umich.edu (5.65/1123-1.0) id AA09560; Sun, 18 Oct 92 19:06:38 -0400 Date: Sun, 18 Oct 92 19:05:38 EDT From: Dirk.Schulze.Consultant@um.cc.umich.edu To: jamesb@nevada.edu Message-Id: <16636207@um.cc.umich.edu> X-Mts-Userid: LPMR Subject: "A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall" by Bob Dylan "A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall" by Bob Dylan Oh where have you been my blue eyed-son G Where have you been my darling young one D I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains... C G CHORUS: And it's a hard, and it's a hard, and it's a hard, and it's a hard G D G C It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall G D G C G house_of.crd #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## Date: Sat, 24 Jun 1995 12:09:02 -0400 From: gw222@cleveland.Freenet.Edu (Kelvin W. Sherlock) House of the Risin' Sun (1961) Bob Dylan Play it kind of like this: Am C E--------------------------------------------- B----1-1-1-1----1-1-1-1----1-1-1-1----1-1-1-1- G----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----0-0-0-0----0-0-0-0- D----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2- A-0----------0----------3----------3---------- E--------------------------------------------- Dm F E--------------------------------------------- B----3-3-3-3----3-3-3-3----1-1-1-1----1-1-1-1- G----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2- D-0----------0----------3----------3---------- A--------------------------------------------- E--------------------------------------------- Am C E--------------------------------------------- B----1-1-1-1----1-1-1-1----1-1-1-1----1-1-1-1- G----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----0-0-0-0----0-0-0-0- D----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2- A-0----------0----------3----------3---------- E--------------------------------------------- Em E----------------------- B----0-0-0-0----0-0-0-0- G----0-0-0-0----0-0-0-0- D----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2- A----------------------- E-0----------0---------- Intro: Am C Dm F Am Em Am Am C Dm F There is a house down in New Orleans Am C Em They call the Risin' Sun Am C Dm F And it's been the ruin of many poor girl Am Em Am C Dm F Em And me, oh God, I'm a-one 2) My mother was a taylor She sewed these new blue jeans My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord Down in New Orleans 3) Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk 4) He fills his glasses up to the brim And he'll pace the cards around And the only pleasure he gets out of life Is ramblin' from town to town 5) Oh tell my baby sister Not to do as I have done But to shun that house in New Orleans They call the Risin' Sun 6) Well, it's one foot on the platform And the other foot on the train I'm goin' back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain 7) I'm a-goin' back to New Orleans My race is almost run I'm goin' back to end my life Down in the Risin' Sun 8) There is a house in New Orleans They call the Risin' Sun It's been the ruin of many poor girl And me, oh God, Im a-one hurrican.crd #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: Steve Vetter <vetters@vax1.elon.edu> Hurricane - Bob Dylan CRDs by Steve Vetter & TSOBD Am F Am F Am F Pistol shots ring out in the barroom 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 Three bodied lying there does Patty see and another man named Bello moving mysteriously "I didn't do it" he says, and he throws up his hands "I was only robbin the register, I hope you understand I saw them leavin," he says and he stops One of us had better call the cops so Patty calls the cops and they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin in the hot New Jersey night Meanwhile somewhere in another part of town Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around number one contender for the middleweight crown had no idea what kind of shit was about to go down when a cop pulled him over on the side of the road just like the time before and the time before that in Paterson that just the ways things go If you black you might as well not show up on the streets Less you wanna draw the heat Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin around He said "I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middleweights They jumped into a white car with out of state plates" And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head Cop said "Wait a minute boys, this one's not dead" so they took him to the infirmary and although this man could hardly see they told him that he could identify the guilty men Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in Take him to the hospital and bring him upstairs the wounded man looks up though his one dying eye says "why'd you bring him here for? he ain't the guy!" Yes, here the story of the Hurricane The man the authorities came to blame for something that he never done put in a prison cell but one time he could've been the champion of the world Four months later the ghetto's in flame Rubin's in South America fightin for his name while Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game and the cops are puttin the screw to him looking for somebody to blame "Remember that murder that happened in a bar?" "Remember you said you saw the getaway car?" "You think you'd like to play ball with the law?" "Think it might have been that fighter that you saw running that night?" "Don't forget that you are white" Arthur Dexter Bradley said "I'm really not sure" Cops said "A poor boy like you could really use a break We got you for the motel job and were talking to your friend Bello Now you don't want to ave to go back to jail, be a nice fellow You'll be doin' society a favor That son of a bitch is brave and getting braver We want to put his ass in the stir We want to pin this trip murder on him He ain't ne Gentleman Jim" Rubin could take a man out with just one punch he never did like to talk about it all that much It's my work he'd say, I do it for pay and when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way up to some paradise where the trout streams flow and the air is nice and ride a horse along a trail but then they took him to the jail house where they try to make a man into a mouse All of Rubin's card were marked in advance The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance the judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums to the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum but to the black folks he was a crazy nigger no one doubted that he pulled the trigger and though they could not produce the gun the D.A. said he was the one who did the deed And the all-white jury agreed Rubin Carter was falsely tried the crime was murder "one", guess who testified? Bello and Bradley and the both badly lied and the newspapers all went along for the ride how can the life of such a man be in the palm of some fool's hand? to see him obviously framed couldn't help but be ashamed to live in a land where justice is a game Now all the criminal in their coats and their ties are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise while Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten foot cell and innocent man in a living hell that's the story of the Hurricane but it won't be over till they clear him name and give him back the time he's done put in a prison cell but one time he could've been the champion of the world  %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% % Steve Vetter % I'm not the same % % vetters@vax1.elon.edu % As I was long ago % % Elon College % I've learned some new things % % Love School of Business % And I hope that it shows... % % Alpha Kappa Psi % - Neil Young % %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% i_and_i.crd #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From uunet!cs.utexas.edu!sdd.hp.com!spool.mu.edu!wupost!waikato.ac.nz!canterbury.ac.nz!cantua!cctr128 Fri Sep 4 16:00:36 PDT 1992 Article: 2019 of alt.guitar.tab Path: nevada.edu!uunet!cs.utexas.edu!sdd.hp.com!spool.mu.edu!wupost!waikato.ac.nz!canterbury.ac.nz!cantua!cctr128 Newsgroups: alt.guitar.tab Subject: Tab : I and I - Dylan Message-ID: <1992Sep4.182719.654@csc.canterbury.ac.nz> From: cctr128@cantua.canterbury.ac.nz (Mr K Osborn) Date: 4 Sep 92 18:27:18 +1200 Reply-To: k.osborn@cantua.canterbury.ac.nz Organization: University of Canterbury, Christchurch, New Zealand. Nntp-Posting-Host: cantua.canterbury.ac.nz X-Newsreader: Tin 1.1 PL3 Lines: 66 I and I -Bob Dylan. Am C G Been so long since a strange woman slept in my bed, D See how sweet she sleeps, Am C,G How free must be her dreams. Am C G In another lifetime she must of owned the world, G Or been faithfully wed, D To some righteous king who wrote love songs, Am C,G Beside moonlit streams, Am G D Am C G I and I, in Creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives, Am G D Am I and I, One said to the other, no mans sees my face and lives. Took an untrodden path once where the swift don't win the race, It goes to the worthy, Who can can divine the word of truth. It took a stranger to see teach me, To look into justices' beautiful face. And to see an eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth. I and I, in Creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives, I and I, One said to the other, no mans sees my face and lives. Think I'll go out, An' go for a walk. Not much happening here, But then again nothin' ever does. Besides if she wakes up now, She'll just want me to talk, An I got nothing to say, Specially about what ever it was. I and I, in Creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives, I and I, One said to the other, no mans sees my face and lives. Be seeing you, Kelwyn. _________ He said that's alright babe, I love you too. But we were Tangled Up In Blue. - Bob Dylan i_shall_.crd #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: cctr128@cantua.canterbury.ac.nz (Mr K Osborn) I Shall Be Released By Bob Dylan A Bm They say everything can be replaced C#m Bm A E7 Yet every distance is not near A Bm So I remember every face C#m Bm A E7 Of every man who put me here. A Bm I see my light come shining C#m Bm A From the west unto the east. A Any day now, Bm Any day now, C#m Bm A I shall be released They say every man needs protection. They every man must fall. Yet I swear I see my reflection, Somewhere so high above the wall. I see my light come shining, >From the west unto the east. Any day now, Any day now, I shall be released. Well onder stands a man in this lonely crowd, A man who swears he not to blame. All day long I hear him cry shouting loud, Calling out that he's been framed. I see my light come shining, >From the west unto the east. Any day now, Any day now, I shall be released. Be seeing you, Kelwyn. _________ He said that's alright babe, I love you too. But we were Tangled Up In Blue. - Bob Dylan From: jgoffin@acs.ucalgary.ca (Jeffrey Goffin) I SHALL BE RELEASED by Bob Dylan C Dm They say every man needs protection Em Dm C They say every distance is not near C Dm But I remember every face Em Dm C Of every man who put me here C Dm I see my light come shinin' Em Dm C From the west down to the east C Dm Any day now, any day now Em Dm C I shall be released They say every man can be replaced They say every man must fall But I swear I see my reflection Some place so high above the wall Standing next to me in this lonely room Is a man who swears he's not to blame All day long I hear him shout so loud Callin' out that he's been framed ************************************************************************ * "Here's a song that I like to play. * * Print it out, play it and pass it around. * * If you like it, send me one of your favourites." * * * * Jeffrey Goffin Internet: jgoffin@acs.ucalgary.ca * * Calgary, Alberta, Canada FidoNet: 1:134/160 * ************************************************************************ i_want_y.crd #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: jfair@vt.edu (John Fair) I Want You Dylan F The guilty undertaker sighs, Am The lonesome organ grinder cries, Dm C The silver saxophones say I should refuse you. Bb The cracked bells and washed-out horns C Blow into my face with scorn, Dm But it's not that way, C I wasn't born to lose you. F Am I want you, I want you, Dm C I want you so bad, F Honey, I want you. F The drunken politician leaps Am Upon the street where mothers weep Dm And the saviors who are fast asleep, C They wait for you. Bb And I wait for them to interrupt C Me drinkin' from that broken cup Dm And ask me to C Open up the gate for you. F Am I want you, I want you, Dm C I want you so bad, F Honey, I want you. Am Now all my fathers, they've gone down, Dm True love they've been without it. Am But all their daughters put me down Bb C 'Cause I don't think about it. F Well, I return to the Queen of Spades Am And talk with my chambermaid. Dm She knows that I'm not afraid C To look at her Bb She is good to me C And there's nothing she doesn't see. Dm She knows where I'd like to be C But it doesn't matter. F Am I want you, I want you, Dm C I want you so bad F Honey, I want you. F Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit, Am He spoke to me, I took his flute. Dm No, I wasn't very cute to him, C Was I? Bb But I did it, though, because he lied C Because he took you for a ride Dm And because tine was on his side C And because I... F Am I want you, I want you, Dm C I want you so bad F Honey, I want you. John Fair jfair @vt.edu Roofing id_have_.crd #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: Harlan L Thompson <harlant@uhunix.uhcc.Hawaii.Edu> I'D HAVE YOU ANYTIME- George Harrison and Bob Dylan Gmaj7 Bmaj7 Let me in here, I know I've been here Cm7 G Am Em D Let me into your heart Gmaj7 Bmaj7 Let me know you, let me show you Cm7 G Am Em D Let me roll it to you CHORUS: A E D All I have is yours C G F A All you see is mine D D/C And I'm glad to hold you in my arms D/B D/Bb A Asus4 A I'd have you anytime Let me say it, let me play it Let me lay it on you Let me know you, let me show you Let me grow upon you ...CHORUS Let me in here, I know I've been here Let me into your heart Let me know you, let me show you Let me roll it to you ...CHORUS Gmaj7: x x 5 4 3 2 Bmaj7: x x 8 7 6 5 Cm7: x 3 5 3 5 3 Asus4: x 0 2 2 3 0 D/C: x 3 0 2 3 2 D/B: x 2 0 0 3 2 D/Bb: x 1 0 0 3 2 (from All Things Must Pass, 1970. P.S. does anyone know the chords to the song Apple Scruffs from this album?) (sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu) idiot_wi.crd #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: Harlan L Thompson <harlant@uhunix.uhcc.Hawaii.Edu> IDIOT WIND- Bob Dylan Am B E Someone's got it in for me, they're planting stories in the press Am B E Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out but when they will I can only guess C#m G#m F#m E They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy C#m G#m F#m E She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me G#m A I can't help it if I'm lucky People see me all the time and they just can't remember how to act Their minds are filled with big ideas, images and distorted facts Even you, yesterday you had to ask me where it was at I couldn't believe after all these years You didn't know me better than that, sweet lady CHORUS #1: E A E Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your mouth A B Blowing down the backroads headin' south E A E Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth A B E You're an idiot babe, it's a wonder that you still know how to breathe I ran into the fortune teller, who said beware of lightning that might strike I haven't known peace and quiet for so long I can't remember what it's like There's a lone soldier on the cross, smoke pourin' out of a boxcar door You didn't know it, you didn't think it could be done In the final end he won the war after losin' every battle I woke up on the roadside, daydreamin' 'bout the way things sometimes are Visions of your chestnut mare shoot through my head and are makin' me see stars You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes Blood on your saddle CHORUS #2: Idiot wind, blowing through the flowers on your tomb Blowing through the curtains in your room Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth You're an idiot, babe, it's a wonder that you still know how to breathe It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart You tamed the lion in my cage but it just wasn't enough to change my heart Now everything's a little upside down As a matter of fact the wheels have stopped What's good is bad, what's bad is good You'll find out when you reach the top, you're on the bottom I noticed at the ceremony, your corrupt ways had finally made you blind I can't remember your face anymore, your mouth has changed Your eyes don't look into mine The priest wore black on the seventh day And sat stone faced while the building burned I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees While the springtime turned slowly into autumn CHORUS #3: Idiot wind, blowing like a circle around my skull >From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Capitol Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth You're an idiot, babe, it's a wonder that you still know how to breathe I can't feel you anymore, I can't even touch the books you've read Every time I crawl past your door, I been wishin' I was somebody else instead Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy I followed you beneath the stars, hounded by your memory And all your ragin' glory I been double crossed now for the very last time and now I'm finally free I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline Which separated you from me You'll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above And I'll never know the same about you, your holiness or your kind of love And it makes me feel so sorry CHORUS #4: Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats Blowing through the letters that we wrote Idiot wind, blowing through the dust upon our shelves We're idiots, babe, it's a wonder we can even feed ourselves (from Blood On the Tracks, 1974) (sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu) if_not_f.crd #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: B51MC@aol.com Date: Sat, 30 Sep 1995 00:30:45 -0400 SONG: "If Not For You" COMPOSER: Bob Dylan FROM: "All Things Must Pass" Apple LP (1970) ARTIST: George Harrison "If Not For You" - Bob Dylan 1970 *Intro: G-D-C, G-D-C... *verse* If Not For (G) You (D)(C) Babe, I couldn't even find (G) the door (D)(C) I couldn't even (G) see the floor (D)(C) I'd be sad and (Am) blue If Not For You (G)(D)(C) (G)(D)(C) *verse* If Not For (G) You (D)(C) Babe the night would see me (G) wide awake (D)(C) The day would surely (G) have to break (D)(C) It would not be (Am) new If Not For You (G)(D)(C) (G)(D)(C) *bridge* If Not For You my sky (G) would fall, (D7) rain would gather too. (G) (C) without your love I'd be no-(G)-where at all, I'd be lost (A7) If Not For You (D7//)(Bm)*-picked from high to low-* *verse* (D7) If Not For (G) You (D)(C) The winter would hold (G) no spring (D)(C) Couldn't hear a (G) robin sing (D)(C) I just wouldn't have a (Am) clue If Not For (G) You (D)(C) [repeat bridge and last verse; end with repeat of G-D-C chords] Submitted by Bob McCarthy (b51mc@usa1.com) Corrections welcomed (and fully expected) if_you_s.crd #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## Date: Tue, 12 Sep 1995 14:04:00 -1000 From: Harlan L Thompson <harlant@hawaii.edu> IF YOU SEE HER, SAY HELLO- Bob Dylan TUNING: D A D F# A D 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) riff D(3) Don't tell her it isn't so 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 Whatever makes her happy, I won't stand in the way Though the bitter taste still lingers on >From the 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 Maybe I'm too sensitive, or else I'm gettin' soft Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past I know every scene by heart, it all went by so fast If she's goin' by this way, I'm not that hard to find Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time 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 RIFF: 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)-- NOTE: This is taken more from the Bootleg Series version, since that guitar part is easier to hear, but the chords (i.e. intro and outro) follow the Blood on the Tracks version. D, D(2) and D(3) are pretty much interchangable; its pretty impossible to tell which fingering is being used at any one given time. By the way, Up to Me and You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go also sound like they're in open D or open E. From weekes@swell.actrix.gen.nz (peter weekes) Subject: CRD If you see her Dylan[D[D[D[D[D[D- Date: Fri, 3 Dec 1993 04:39:29 GMT If you see her - Bob Dylan weekes@swell.actrix.gen.nz The intro is played at the 9th and 7th frets AGAGAGetc until D The little run is just a scale in D using the open string D, formed with fingers 132, play first the open A, then on the same string, use finger 1 to play the B, then the little finger to play the C# then play the D as part of the chord. D-----0------- A-024--------- The D/C and D/B (that's probably not their correct name....) E-0--0------------- B-3--3------------ G-0--0----------- D-2--0----------- A-3--2------------ E-x--x----------- Any correction, suggestions welcome ! D G D A D If you see her say hello, she might be in Tangiers G D D/C D/B A She left here last early spring, is living there I hear Bm G D G Say for me that I'm alright, tho things get kind of slow Bm A She might think that I've forgotten her, G D Don't tell her it isn't so 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 tho' 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 Whatever makes her happy, I won't stand in the way Tho' the bitter taste still lingers on >From the 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 Maybe I'm too sensitive, or else I'm gettin soft Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past I know every scene by heart, it all went by so fast If she's goin' by this way, I'm not that hard to find Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time -- \ Peter Weekes weekes@swell.actrix.gen.nz / Box 7163 Wellington South / New Zealand ill_be_y.crd #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: Harlan L Thompson <harlant@uhunix.uhcc.Hawaii.Edu> I'LL BE YOUR BABY TONIGHT- Bob Dylan F Close your eyes, close the door G G7 You don't have to worry any more Bb C F C I'll be your baby tonight Shut the light, shut the shade You don't have to be afraid I'll be your baby tonight BRIDGE: Bb Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away F We're gonna forget it G That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon C But we're gonna let it, you won't regret it Kick your shoes off, do not fear Bring that bottle over here I'll be your baby tonight (from John Wesley Harding, 1968) (sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu) isis.crd #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## Subject: CRD: Isis - Bob Dylan From cctr128@cantua.canterbury.ac.nz (Kelwyn Osborn) Date: Thu, 1 Apr 1993 07:02:28 GMT Nntp-Posting-Host: cantua.canterbury.ac.nz X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.1 PL8] Isis, words by Bob Dylan & Jacques Levy music by Bob Dylan Bb Ab Eb Bb I married Isis on the fifth day of May Ab Eb Bb But I could not hold on to her very long Ab Eb Bb So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away Ab Eb Bb For the wild unkown country where I could not go wrong I came to a high place of darkness and light The dividing line ran through the centre of town So I hitched up my pony to a post on the right Went into a laundry to wash my clothes down A man in the corner approached me for a match I knew right away he was not ordinary He said "Are you lookin' for something easy to catch?" I said "I ain't got no money",He said "That ain't necessary". We set out that night for the cold in the North. I gave him my blanket, he gave me his word I said, "Where are we goin'?" He said we'd be back by the fourth. I said "That's the best news I ever heard." I was thinking about turquiose I was thinking about gold. I was thhinking about diamonds and the worlds biggest necklace. As we rode through the canyons, through the devilish cold, I was thinking about Isis, how sh thought I was so reckless. How she told me that one day we'd meet up again, And thing would be different the next time we wed. If I only hang on and just be her friend. I still can't remember all the best things she said. We came to the pyramids all embedde in ice. He said "There's a body I'm trying to find, If I carry it out it'll fetch a good price." Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind. The wind it was howling and the snow was outrageous. We chopped throught he night and we chopped throught he dawn. When he died I was hopong that it wasn't contagious, But I made up my mind that I had to go on. I broke into the tomb but the casket was empty There were no jewels no nothing, I felt I'd been had. When I saw that my partner was just being friendly, When I took up his offer I must-a been mad I picked up his body and I dragged it inside, Threw down into the hole and I put back the cover. I said a quick prayer and I felt satified Then I rode back to Isis just to tell her I love her. She was there in the meadow where the creek used to rise. Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed. I came in from the East with the sun in my eyes. I cursed one time then rode on ahead. She said "Where ya been?" I said "No place special." She said "You look different." I said "Well I guess." She said "You been gone." I said "That's only natural." She said "You gonna stay." I said "Well if you want me to yes." Isis oh Isis you're a mystical child What drives me to you is what drives me insane I still can remember the way that you smiled On the fifth day of May in the drizziling rain. it_aint_.crd #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: jgoffin@acs.ucalgary.ca (Jeffrey Goffin) IT AIN'T ME BABE by Bob Dylan G C G D G Go 'way from my window leave at your own chosen speed G C G D G I'm not the one you want, Babe, I'm not the one you need. Bm Am Bm Am You say you're looking for someone never weak but always strong Bm Am Bm Am To protect you and defend you whether you are right or wrong C D Someone to open each and every door G But it ain't me, Babe, C D G No, no, no, it ain't me, Babe, C D G It ain't me you're looking for, Babe. Go lightly from the ledge, Babe, go lightly on the ground, I'm not the one you want, Babe, I will only let you down. You say you're looking for someone who will promise never to part Someone to close his eyes for you, someone to close his heart Someone who will die for you and more But it ain't me, Babe, No, no, no, it ain't me, Babe, It ain't me you're looking for, Babe. Go melt back in the night, Babe, everything inside is made of stone, There's nothing in here moving and anyway I'm not alone You say you're looking for someone Who'll pick you up each time you fall, To gather flowers constantly and to come each time you call A love of your life and nothing more But it ain't me, Babe, No, no, no, it ain't me, Babe, It ain't me you're looking for, Babe. ************************************************************************ * "Here's a song that I like to play. * * Print it out, play it and pass it around. * * If you like it, send me one of your favourites." * * * * Jeffrey Goffin Internet: jgoffin@acs.ucalgary.ca * * Calgary, Alberta, Canada FidoNet: 1:134/160 * ************************************************************************ it_takes.crd #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## Received: from animal-farm.nevada.edu by redrock.nevada.edu (5.65c/M1.4) with SMTP id <AA02422>; Thu, 11 Mar 1993 19:51:01 -0800 Received: from post1.INRE.ASU.EDU by animal-farm.nevada.edu id <AA15330@animal-farm.nevada.edu>; Thu, 11 Mar 1993 19:50:58 -0800 Received: from ASUVM.INRE.ASU.EDU (MAILER@ASUACAD) by asu.edu (PMDF #2382 ) id <01GVP1SXR6U89EDA3U@asu.edu>; Thu, 11 Mar 1993 20:50:50 MST Received: from ASUACAD (IFSXM) by ASUVM.INRE.ASU.EDU (Mailer R2.10 ptf000) with BSMTP id 7513; Thu, 11 Mar 93 20:50:22 MST Date: 11 Mar 1993 20:49:07 -0700 (MST) From: Paul Zimmerman <IFSXM@asuvm.inre.asu.edu> Subject: CRD: It Takes a lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry - Dylan To: jamesb@animal-farm.nevada.edu Message-Id: <01GVP1SXRGHE9EDA3U@asu.edu> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7BIT IT TAKES A LOT TO LAUGH, IT TAKES A TRAIN TO CRY Bob Dylan A... A... A... A... A... Well, I ride on a mail train, baby, can't buy a thrill A... A... A... A... I been up all night, leanin' on the window sill A. A/G. D. E... E... Well, if I die on top of the hill A... A... A... Well, if I don't make it mama, you know my baby will Don't the moon loo