An Irish Lullaby (Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ra)

Dirty old town  »«  traditional

1. I met my [C]love, by the gas yard wall Dreamed a [f]dream, by the old canal Kissed my girl, by the factory wall Dirty old [G]town, dirty old [Am]town OF I met my [E]love by the gasworks door Dreamed a [A]dream by the old ca[E]nal. Kissed my [C#m]boy by the factory [E]wall. Dirty old [F#m]town, [B7] dirty old [C#m]town. The moon is shifting behind a cloud, Cats are crawling all along the beat, Springs a girl in the streets at night. Dirty old town, dirty old town. I heard a whistle coming from the docks And a train set the night on fire, Smelled the spring on a smoke-filled air. Dirty old town, dirty old town. I'm gonna get me a nice sharp axe, Shining steel tempered in a fire, Cut you down like an old dead tree, Dirty old town, dirty old town. 2. I found my love by the gasworks croft Dreamed a dream by the old canal Kissed my girl by the factory wall Dirty old town, dirty old town. Clouds are drifting across the moon Cats are prowling on their beat Spring's a girl in the street at night Dirty old town, dirty old town. I heard a siren from the docks Saw a train set the night on fire Smelled the spring in the smokey wind Dirty old town, dirty old town. I'm going to make a good sharp axe Shining steel tempered in the fire We'll chop you down like an old dead tree Dirty old town, dirty old town.

 

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The foggy dew  »«  traditional

[akkoorden - chords]   Am G C Am Am G C Am C G C Am Am G C Am   [of = demo]   Em D C D EM Em D C D EM G D G D EM Em D C D EM   [of]   Bm A Bm G Bm Bm A Bm G Bm D A Bm G Bm Bm A Bm G Bm   [of]   Dm c Dm Bb Dm Dm c Dm Bb Dm F c Dm Bb Dm Dm c Dm Bb Dm Am G Am F Am   As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I, Am G Am F Am There armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by; C G Am Em Am No pipe did hum, nor battle drum did sound it's loud tattoo, Am G Am F Am But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey's swell rang out through the Foggy Dew.   Right proudly high o'er Dublin Town they hung out the flag of war, 'Twas better to die neath an Irish sky than at Suvla or Sud El Bar; And from the plains of Royal Meath strong men came hurrying through, While Brittania's Huns, with their long range guns, sailed in through the Foggy Dew.   O, the night fell black, and the rifles crack made "Perfidious Albion" reel, 'Mid the leaden rain, seven tongues of flame did shine o'er the lines fo steel; By each shinning blade a prayer was said that to Ireland her sons be true, And when morning broke still the war flag shook out it's folds in the Foggy Dew.   'Twas England bade our Wild Geese go that small nations might be free, But their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves or the fringe of the Great North Sea. Oh had they died by Pearse's sidew or had fought with Cathal Brugha, Their names we'd keep where the Fenians sleep, 'neath the shroud of the Foggy Dew   But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell rang mournfully and clear, For those who died the Eastertide in the springtime of the year. While the world did gaze with deep amaze at those fearless men but few, Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the Foggy Dew,   Back through the glen I rode again, and my heart with grief was sore, For I parted then with valient men who I never shall see more; But to and fro in my dreams I go, and I'd kneel and pray for you, For slavery fled, O glorious dead when you fell in the Foggy Dew.

 

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Tom Dooley  »«  traditional

chorus: C G7 Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, hang down your head and cry. G7 F C Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, poor boy you're bound to die. C G7 I met her on the mountain, and there I took her life, G7 F C I met her on the mountain, stabbed her with my knife. chorus C G7 Hand me down my banjo, I'll pick it on my knee, G7 F C This time tomorrow, it'll be no use to me. chorus C G7 This time tomorrow, reckon where I'll be? G7 F C If it hadn't a been for Grayson, I'd a been in Tennessee. chorus C G7 This time tomorrow, reckon where I'll be? G7 F C Down in some lonesome valley, hangin' from a white oak tree. chorus

 

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Santa Lucia  »«  traditional

Sul mare luccia l'astro d'argento, Placida è l'onda, prospero è il vento Sul mare luccia l'astro d'argento, Placida è l'onda, prospero è il vento Venite all'agile barchetta mia... Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Venite all'agile barchetta mia... Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Con questo zeffiro, così soave Oh! Com'è bello star su la nave! Su passaggieri, venite via! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! In fra le tende bandir la cena In una sera così serena! Chi non domanda, chi non desia? Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Mare sì placido, vento sì caro Scordar fa i triboli al marinaro, E va gridando con allegria, Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! O dolce Napoli, o suol beato, Ove sorridere volle il creato Tu sei l'impero dell'armonia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Or che tardate? Bella è la sera, Spira un'auretta fresca e leggera, Venite all'agile barchetta mia Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! KEY Bb vers en chorus:: Bb Eb Bb F7 doorlopend

 

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Edelweiss  »«  traditional

G D Em C Edelweiss, Edelweiss. G Em C D Every morning you greet me. G D Em C Small and white, clean and bright, G D G You look happy to meet me. D G Blossom of snow, may you bloom and grow! Em C A7 D7 Bloom and grow forever. G D Em C Edelweiss, Edelweiss G D G Bless my homeland forever. Blossom of snow, may you bloom and grow! Bloom and grow forever! Edelweiss, Edelweiss Bless my homeland forever.

 

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Sag mir wo die Blumen sind  »«  traditional  link mp3

Internetlink Marlene Dietrich : Sag mir wo die Blumen sind Akkoorden : C Am Fmajor Gmajor 3x Fmajor Gmajor 2x [Fmajor = E-1ste fred | Gmajor = E-3de fred] Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind, Wo sind sie geblieben? Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind, Was ist gescheh'n? Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind, Mädchen pflückten sie geschwind. Wann wird man je versteh'n, Wann wird man je versteh'n? Sag mir, wo die Mädchen sind Männer nahmen sie geschwind. Sag mir, wo die Männer sind Zogen fort, der Krieg beginnt. Sag, wo die Soldaten sind Über Gräbern weht der Wind. Sag mir, wo die Gräber sind Blumen weh'n im Sommerwind. Where have all the flowers gone? Where have all the flowers gone? Long time passing Where have all the flowers gone? Long time ago Where have all the flowers gone? Girls have picked them every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the young girls gone? Long time passing Where have all the young girls gone? Long time ago Where have all the young girls gone? Taken husbands every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the young men gone? Long time passing Where have all the young men gone? Long time ago Where have all the young men gone? Gone for soldiers every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the soldiers gone? Long time passing Where have all the soldiers gone? Long time ago Where have all the soldiers gone? Gone to graveyards every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the graveyards gone? Long time passing Where have all the graveyards gone? Long time ago Where have all the graveyards gone? Covered with flowers every one When will we ever learn? When will we ever learn?

 

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Amazing Grace  »«  traditional

E A E Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, B7 That saved a wretch like me E A E I once was lost but now am found, B7 E Was blind, but now, I see. E A E T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear B7 .And Grace, my fears relieved. E A E How precious did that Grace appear B7 E the hour I first believed. E A E Through many dangers, toils and snares B7 we have already come. E A E T'was Grace that brought us safe thus far B7 E and Grace will lead us home.

 

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You'll never walk alone  »«  traditional

C Am G When you walk through a storm hold your head up high F Em G And don't be afraid of the dark. Dm Am At the end of a storm is a golden sky F (Em) Dm (C) G And the sweet silver song of a lark. Am Dm Walk on through the wind, C G Walk on through the rain, C Em F Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown. C Am F G Walk on, walk o-n with hope in your heart C Em Am And you'll never walk alone, C/G (Em) F C You'll neve-r, walk alone. C Am F G Walk on, walk o-n with hope in your heart C F Am And you'll never walk alone, G F C You'll neve-r walk alone.

 

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Jim Jones  »« traditional :: Demo :: klik hier

              G
Come and listen for a moment, lads,
                           C
And hear me tell my tale.
      G                   D
How across the sea from England
  C                                           D
I was conpelled (condemned) to sail.
         G
the jury says me guilty,
                         C
Then says the judge, says he,
           G                    D
"Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm sending you
  C             D         G
Across the stormy sea.
     C
And take a tip before you ship
     G
To join the iron gang.
       C
Don't be too gay in Botany Bay,
    G                  D
Or else you'll surely hang.
    G
Or else you'll surely hang," says he.
                      C
"And after that, Jim Jones,
      G                  D
high upon the gallows tree
      C                   G
The crows will pick your bones."

you' ll have no change for missed your thing
remember what i say
they flog the out of you
out there at Botany Bay,

The waves were high  upon the see With the storms ragin' round us,
And the winds a-blowin' gales,
I'd rather have drowned in misery
Than gone to New South Wales.
the waves were high upon the sea
Then pirates came along,
But the soldiers on our convict ship
Were full five hundred strong.
they opened fire and somehow drove
That pirate ship away.
I'd rather joined that pirate ship
Tan come to Botany Bay.

Now it's day and night and the irons clang,
And like poor galley slaves
We toil and toil, and when we die
Must fill dishonored graves,
but by and by I'll break my chains,
Well, into the bush I'll go
And I'll join the bravest rankers there,
Jack Donohue and co.
And some dark night, when everything
Is silent in the town
I'll kill the tyrants one and all,
I'll shoot the flogger down.
Oh, I'll give the low a little shock,
Remember what I say,
And they'll yet regret they've sent Jim Jones
In chains to Botany Bay.
 

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For these are my mountains »« Traditional

[D] For fame and for fortune I [G] wandered the [D] earth,
And [G] now I've come [D] back to the land of my [A] birth;
I brought back my [D] treasures [D7] but only to [G] find,
They're less than the [D] pleasures [A] I first left [D] behind.

For these are my mountains and [G] this is my [D] glen,
The [G] hills of my [D] childhood will know me [A] again;
No land's ever [D] claimed me [D7] though far I did [G] roam,
For these are my [D] mountains [A] and I'm going [D] home.

The stream by the road sings at [G] my going [D] by,
The [G] birds overhead [D] wing their welcoming [A] cry;
The bay where the [D] gulls fly [D7] at last I can [G] see,
It's here that my [D] heart lies, [A] it's here I'll be [D] free.

For these are my mountains and [G] this is my [D] glen,
The [G] hills of my [D] childhood will know me [A] again;
No land's ever [D] claimed me [D7] though far I did [G] roam,
For these are my [D] mountains [A] and I'm going [D] home.

Old faces will meet me and [G] welcome me [D] in,
How [G] they will [D] greet me, my old friends and [A] kin;
At night by the [D] fireside [D7] old songs will be [G] sung,
At last I'll be [D] hearing [A] my own mother [D] tongue.

For these are my mountains and [G] this is my [D] glen,
The [G] hills of my [D] childhood will know me [A] again;
No land's ever [D] claimed me [D7] though far I did [G] roam,
For these are my [D] mountains [A] and I'm going [D] home.

 

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The Times They Are A Changin  »«  Bob Dylan

 

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Blowing in the wind  »«  Bob Dylan

 

D G D G How many roads must a man walk down before you can call him a A4 A D G D man ? Yes n how many seas must a white dove sail before she C A4 A D G D sleeps in the sand Yes n ahow many times must the cannon G A4 A balls fly before they're forever banned Chorus G A D F# Bm G The answer my friend is blowing in the wind the answer is A D blowing in the wind D G D G A4 How many times must a man look up before he can see the sky A D G D G Yes n how many ears must one man have before he can hear A4 D G D people cry Yes n how many deaths will it take till he know G A4 A that too many people have died Chorus D G D G How many years can a mountain exist before its washed to the A4 A D G D sea Yes n how many years can some people exist before G A4 A D G D they're allowed to be free? Yes n how many times can a man G A4 A turn his head pretending he just didnt see? Chorus Blowing in the wind 2 C F G C F C How many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man? C F G C F G How many seas must a white dove sail before she can sleep in the sand? C F G C F C How many times must the cannon balls fly before they are forever banned? C F G C F The answer my friend, is blowin' in the wind. G C The answer is blowin' in the wind. C F G C F C How many years can a mountain exist Before it's washed to the sea? C F G C F G How many years can some people exist Before they're allowed to be free? C F G C F C How many times can a man turn his head and pretend that he just doesn't see? C F G C F The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, G C The answer is blowin' in the wind C F G C F C How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? C F G C F G How many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? C F G C F C How many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died? C F G C F The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, G C The answer is blowin' in the wind.

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TANGLED UP IN BLUE  »«  Bob Dylan

 

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

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I SHALL BE RELEASED  »«  Bob Dylan

 

[c] They say every man needs [Dm] protection [Em] They say every distance [Dm] is not [c] near [C] But I remember every [Dm] face [Em] Of every [Dm] man who put me [c] here [C] I see my light come [Dm] shinin' [Em] From the [Dm] west down to the [c] east [c] Any day now, [Dm] any day now [Em] I shall [Dm] be [c] 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

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YOU AIN'T GOIN' NOWHERE  »«  Bob Dylan

 

[G] Cloud so swift, [Am] the rain won't lift [C] Ceilings close, the [G] gate is froze. [G] Get you mind off [Am] wintertime, [C] You ain't goin' [G] nowhere. [G] Ooo-wee, she [Am] rides me high, [C] Tomorrow's the day my [G] bride's gonna come [G] Ooh-ho, Are [Am] we gonna fly, [C] down in the easy [G] chair. Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots, Tailgates and substitutes Strap yourself to a tree with roots, You ain't goin' nowhere. [G] Ooo-wee, she [Am] rides me high, [C] Tomorrow's the day my [G] bride's gonna come [G] Ooh-ho, Are [Am] we gonna fly, [C] down in the easy [G] chair. I don't care how many letters they sent, The morning came, the morning went. So pack up your money, pull up your tent, You ani't goin' nowhere. [G] Ooo-wee, she [Am] rides me high, [C] Tomorrow's the day my [G] bride's gonna come [G] Ooh-ho, Are [Am] we gonna fly, [C] down in the easy [G] chair. Genghis Kahn, he could not keep All his men supplied with sleep [or "sheep" if you prefer] We'll climb that hill no matter how steep After we get up to it.

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BABY BLUE  »«  Bob Dylan

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D A G D You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. A G D But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Em G D Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, Em G D Crying like a fire in the sun.   F# A Look out the saints are comin' through Em G D And it's all over now, Baby Blue.   D A G D The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. A G D Take what you have gathered from coincidence. Em G D The empty-handed painter from your streets Em G D Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.   F# A This sky, too, is folding under you Em G D And it's all over now, Baby Blue.   D A G D All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. A G D your empty handed armie, is all going home. Em G D your lover who just walked out your door Em G D Has taken all his blankets from the floor.   F# A The carpet, too, is moving under you Em G D And it's all over now, Baby Blue.   D A G D Leave your stepping stones behind, there's something that calls for you. A G D Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you. Em G D The vagabond who's rapping at your door Em G D Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.   F# A Strike another match, go start anew Em G D And it's all over now, Baby Blue.  

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andere akkoordcombinatie [gitaar capodaster : fred 3]
C G F C [2x]
Dm F C [2x]
E7 F G
Dm F C

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JOHN WESLEY HARDING »« Bob Dylan

[G] John Wesley Harding was a [Am] friend to the [G] poor
He [G] travelled with a gun in every [Am] hand [C]
[G] All across this countryside he [Am] opened many a [G] door
But he was [G] never known to [Am] hurt an honest [G] man

G Am G It was down in Chaynee County, a time they talk about
G Am C With his woman by his side he took a stand
G Am G And soon the situation there was all but straightened out
G Am G For he was always known to lend a helping hand

G Am G All across the telegraph his name it did resound
G Am C But no charge held against him could they prove
G Am G And there was no man around who could track or trail him down
G Am G For he was never known to make a foolish move

 

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VISIONS OF JOHANNA »« Bob Dylan

Aint it [G] just like the night to play
[C] Tricks when you're [D] trying to be so [G] quiet G/C G
We [G] sit here stranded, all d[C]oing our [D] best to [G] deny it G/C G
And [D] Louise holds a handful of rain tempting you to [G] defy it
Lights [C] flicker from the opposite [G] loft
In [C] this room the heatpipes just [G] coughed
The [C] country music station plays soft,
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn [D] off
Just [G] Louise, and her [C] lover so[D] entwin[G]-ed G/C G
And these [C] visions of [G] Johanna, that [D] conquer my [G] mind

In the empty lot where the ladies play Blind Mans Bluff with the keychain
& the Allnite girls they whisper of escapades out on the D-Train
Where you can hear the nightwatchman click his flashlight
Ask himself if it's him or them that's insane
Louise, she's alright she's just near
She's delicate, and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna's not here
The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face
And these Visions of Johanna have taken my place

Now Little Boy Lost, he takes himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up, he speaks of a farewell kiss to me
He's sure got a lotta gall, to be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall, while I'm in the hall
How can I explain, it's so hard to get on
And these Visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn

Inside the museums, infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa must've had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower frieze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the moustache say
Jeez, I can't find my knees!
Oh jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
And these Visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel

The pedlar now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him
Saying 'name me someone who's not a parasite,
and I'll go out and say a prayer for him'
But like Louise always says 'you can't look at much, can you man'
as she herself prepares for him
And Madonna she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler now steps into the road
He writes 'everythings been returned which was owed'
On the back of the fishtruck that loads
While my conscience explodes
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys in the rain
And these Visions of Johanna are now all that remain
 

 

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JUST LIKE TOM THUMB'S BLUES »« Bob Dylan

When you're [G] lost in the rain in Juarez, [C] and it's Easter time [G] too
And you're [G] gravity fails and nega [C]-tivity don't pull you [G] thru
Dont p[C]ut on any airs when you're down on Rue Morgue Aven[G]ue
They got some [D] hungry women there, they [C] really make a mess outa [G] you

G C G Now if you see St. Annie, please tell her 'thanks a lot'
G C G I cannot move, my fingers are all in a knot
C G     I don't have the strength to get up and take another shot
D C G And my best friend my doctor won't even say what it is I got

G C G Sweet Melinda, the peasants call her the goddess of gloom
G C G She speaks good English and she invites you up into her room
C G     And you're so kind and careful not to go to her too soon
D C G And she takes your voice, and leaves you howling at the moon

G C G Up on Housing Project Hill, it's either fortune or fame
G C G You must pick one or the other tho' neither of them are to be what they claim
C G     If you're looking to get silly, you better go back to from where you came
D C G Because the cops don't need you, and man they expect the same

G C G Now all the authorities, they just stand around and boast
G C G How they blackmailed the Sergeant-at-Arms into leaving his post
C G     And picking up Angel, who just arrived here from the coast
D C G Who looked so fine at first, but left looking just like a ghost

G C G I started out on Burgundy, but soon hit the harder stuff
G C G Everybody said they'd stand behind me when the game got rough
C G     But the joke was on me, there was nobody even there to bluff
D C G I'm goin' back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough
 

 

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