A Asus4 [A] Early one morning the [G] sun was shinin' [A] I was layin' in [G] bed. [A] Wondering if she'd [G] changed at all If her [D] hair was still red. [A]Her folks said our [G] lives together, [A]Sure was gonna be [G] rough. They [A] never did like Mama's [G] home-made dress, Papa's [D] bank book wasn't big enough. And [E] I was standing on the [F#m] side of the road, [A] Rain falling on my [D] shoes. [E] Heading out for the [F#m] old east coast, Lord [A] knows I've paid some [D] dues, Getting [E] through, [G]Tangled [D]up in [A]blue. Asus4 A Asus4 She was married when we first met 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 Split up on a dark sad night Both agreeing it was best She turned around to look at me As I was walking away I heard her say over her my shoulder We'll meet again some day On the avenue Tangled up in Blue I had a job in the great north woods Working as a cook for a spell But I never did like it all that much And one day the axe just fell So I drifted down to New Orleans Where I was lucky to be employed Workin' for a while on a fishing boat Right outside of Delacroix But all the while I was alone The past was close behind I seen alot of women But she never escaped my mind Love just grew Tangled up in blue She was working in 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 in back of my chair Sayin' "Tell me, don't I know 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 shoe Tangled up in blue She lit a burner on the stove And offered me a pipe I thought you'd never say hello she said You look like the silent type Then she opened up a book of poems And handed it to me Written by an Italian poet From the thirteenth century And every one of them words rang true And glowed like burning coal Pourin' off of every page Like it was written in my soul From me to you 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 in slaves And something inside of him died She had to sell everything she owned And froze up inside. And when finally the bottom fell out I became withdrawn The only thing I knew how to do Was to 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 to her some how All the people we used to know They're an illusion to me now Some are mathematicians Some are carpenters wives Don't know how it all got started I don't know what they're doing with their lives But me, I'm still on the road Headin' for another joint We always did feel the same We just saw it from a different point Of view Tangled up in blue. TANGLED UP IN BLUE :: Bob Dylan TUNING : D A D F# A D or E B E G# B E E(2) E11 E(2) E11 Early one morning the sun was shinin' he was layin' in bed E(2) E11 E(3) Emaj7 Esus4 Wondering if she'd changed at all, if her hair was still red E(2) E11 E(2) E11 Her folks they said that their lives together sure was gonna be rough E(2) E11 E(3) Emaj7 Esus4 They never did like mama's home-made dress, papa's bank book wasn't big enough Esus2/A E6 E(3) Emaj7 Esus4 And he was standing on the side of the road, rain falling on his shoes Esus2/A E6 E(3) Emaj7 Esus4 Heading out for the old east coast, Lord knows he's paid some dues Esus2/A E(4) F#m11 E(1) E(3) Esus4 E(3) Esus4 Getting through, tangled up in blue She was married when they first met, soon to be divorced He helped her out of a jam I guess but he used a little too much force And they drove that car as far as they could, abandoned it out west And split up on a dark sad night, both agreeing it was best And she turned around to look at him as he was walking away She said "This can't be the end, we'll meet on another day On the avenue, tangled up in blue" He had a job in the old north woods, working as a cook for a spell But he never did like it all that much and one day the axe just fell When he drifted down to L.A., where he reckoned to try his luck Workin' for a while in an airplane plant loading cargo onto a truck But all the while he was alone, the past was close behind He's seen alot of women, but she never escaped his mind And he just grew, tangled up in blue She was working in topless place, I stopped in for a beer I just kept looking at the side of her face in the spotlight so clear And later on as the crowd thinned out, I's about to do the same She was standing there in back of my chair said to me "What's 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 shoe, tangled up in blue She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe "I thought you'd never say hello" she said, "You look like the silent type" Then she opened up a book of poems and handed it to me Written by an Italian poet from the thirteenth century And every one of them words rang true and glowed like burning coal Pourin' off of every page like it was written in my soul From me to you, tangled up in blue He was always in a hurry, too busy or too stoned And everything she ever planned just had to be postponed He thought they were successful, she thought they were blessed With objects and material things but I never was impressed And when it all came crashing down, I became withdrawn The only thing I knew how to do was to keep on keeping on Like a bird that flew, tangled up in blue So now I'm going back again, I got to get to her somehow All the people we used to know, they're an illusion to me now Some are mathematicians, some are doctor's wives Don't know how it all got started Don't know what they're doin' with their lives But me, I'm still on the road, headin' for another joint We always did feel the same, we just saw it from a different point Of view, tangled up in blue

28-09-2012 om 17:44 geschreven door SpPouiiBmiaIssItoty