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Blowin_In_The_Wind

Girl_From_The_North_Country

Masters_Of_War

Down_The_Highway

Bob_Dylans_Blues

A_Hard_Rains_A-Gonna_Fall_(no_tab_yet,_will_add_later)

Dont_Think_Twice_Its_All_Right

Bob_Dylans_Dream

Oxford_Town

Talking_World_War_III_Blues_(no_tab_yet,_will_add_later)

Corrina,_Corrina

Honey,_Just_Allow_Me_One_More_Chance_(no_tab_yet,_will_add_later)

I_Shall_Be_Free


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Blowing_in_the_Wind

Bob_Dylan

from_David_Cushman,_http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html



Capo_7th


[G]

[G]How_many_[C]roads_[G/B]must_a_[D/A]man_walk_down[G]_before_you_[C]call_[G/B]him_a_[D/A]man?

[G]How_many_[C]seas_[G/B]must_a_[D/A]white_dove_sail[G]_before_she_[C]sleeps_[G/B]in_the_[D/A]sand?

[G]How_many_[C]times_[G/B]must_the_[D/A]cannonballs_fly[G]_before_they_are_[C]for-[G/B]ever_[D/A]banned?


____The_[C]an-[G/B]swer,_my_[D/A]friend,_is_[G]blowin_in_the_[C]wind,

____The_[C]an-[G/B]swer_is_[D/A]blowin_in_the_wind[G].


Harmonica_Solo:

[C]__[G/B]__[D/A]

[G]__[C/G]

_____[G/B]__[D/A]__[G]


How_many_years_can_a_mountain_exist_before_it_is_washed_to_the_sea?

How_many_years_can_some_people_exist_before_there_allowed_to_be_free?

How_many_times_can_a_man_turn_his_head,_pretending_he_just_doesnt_see?


____The_answer,_my_friend,_is_blowing_in_the_wind,

____The_answer_is_blowing_in_the_wind.


How_many_times_must_a_man_look_up_before_he_can_see_the_sky?

How_many_ears_must_one_man_have_before_he_can_hear_people_cry?

How_many_deaths_will_it_take_till_he_knows_that_too_many_people_have_died?


____The_answer,_my_friend,_is_blowing_in_the_wind,

____The_answer_is_blowing_in_the_wind.


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Girl_From_The_North_Country

Bob_Dylan

from_David_Cushman,_http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html



Capo_3rd_fret


Intro:G___C/G___G__C/G_..._G__Em


Em7_________________________D7/F#_________G______C/G____G

If_youre_travellin_in_the_north_country_fair


__________Em7____________________D7/F#_G_____C/G__G

Where_the_winds_hit_heavy_on_the_borderline


__Em7__________D7/F#_________G________C/G___G

Remember_me_to_one_who_lives_there


____Em7____________D7/F#________G______C/G___G__Em

For_she_once_was_a_true_love_of_mine


If_you_go_when_the_snowflakes_storm

When_the_rivers_freeze_and_summer_ends

Please_see_she_has_a_coat_so_warm

To_keep_her_from_the_howlin_winds


Please_see_if_her_hair_hangs_long

If_it_rolls_and_flows_all_down_her_breast

Please_see_for_me_if_her_hair_is_hangin_long

For_thats_the_way_I_remember_her_best


Im_a-wonderin_if_she_remembers_me_at_all

Many_times_Ive_often_prayed

In_the_darkness_of_my_night

In_the_brightness_of_my_day


Harmonica_break


So_if_youre_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


_Harmonica_break


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Masters_of_War

Bob_Dylan

from_David_Cushman,_http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html



Capo_3rd_fret

Intro:_Dm_(hammer_on/pull_off_the_3rd_string_(G-A)_throughout)


e-1-1-1-...-

B-3-3-3-...-

G-2-0-2-...-

D-0-0-0-...-

A-----------

D-----------


Dm

Come_you_masters_of_war

You_that_build_the_big_guns

You_that_build_the_death_planes

You_that_build_all_the_bombs

You_that_hide_behind_walls

You_that_hide_behind_desks

___________________F__________C________________Dm

I_just_want_you_to_know_I_can_see_through_your_masks



You_that_never_have_done_nothin_but_build_to_destroy

You_play_with_my_world_like_its_your_little_toy

You_put_a_gun_in_my_hand_then_you_hide_from_my_eyes

Then_you_turn_and_run_farther_when_the_fast_bullets_fly


Like_Judas_of_old_you_lie_and_deceive

A_world_war_cant_be_won,_and_you_want_me_to_believe

But_I_see_through_your_eyes_and_I_see_through_your_brain

Like_I_see_through_the_water_that_runs_down_my_drain


You_that_fasten_all_the_triggers_for_the_others_to_fire

Then_you_sit_back_and_watch_while_the_death_count_getshigher

You_hide_in_your_mansions_while_the_young_peoples_blood

Flows_out_of_their_bodies_and_gets_buried_in_the_mud


Youve_thrown_the_worst_fear_that_can_ever_be_hurled

Fear_to_bring_children_into_the_world

For_threatening_my_baby,_unborn_and_unnamed

You_aint_worth_the_blood_that_runs_in_your_veins




How_much_do_I_know_to_talk_out_of_turn

You_might_say_that_Im_young,_you_might_say_Im_unlearned

But_theres_one_thing_I_know,_though_Im_younger_than_you

Even_Jesus_would_never_forgive_what_you_do


Let_me_ask_you_one_question:__is_your_money_that_good?

Will_it_buy_you_forgiveness?__Do_you_think_that_it_could?

I_think_you_will_find_when_your_death_takes_its_toll

All_the_money_you_made_wont_ever_buy_back_your_soul


And_I_hope_that_you_die_and_your_death_will_come_soon

Ill_follow_your_casket_through_the_pale_afternoon

And_Ill_watch_while_youre_lowered_into_your_death_bed

Then_Ill_stand_over_your_grave_till_Im_sure_that_youre_dead


====================================================================


Down_the_Highway

Bob_Dylan

from_David_Cushman,_http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html



G7:__320031


Intro:_G7


_The_Riff:_(after_every_G7)__________|_These_little_riffs_|

_____________________________________|_are_also_heard_in__|

__G7_________________________________|_many_places._______|

----11111111-----------------3\------|--6p3---------------|

----33333333-----------------3/------|--------------------|

----00000000-3p0-------------0\------|--------OR----------|

-----------------3p0---------0/------|--------------------|

---------------------1-1-----2\------|--------------------|

--3-----------------------3--3/------|------------6p3-----|

___________________________Arpeggio


G7

Well,_Im_walkin_down_the_highway_with_my_suitcase_in_my_hand

___________C7_______________________________G7

Yes,_Im_a-walkin_down_the_highway_with_my_suitcase_in_my_hand

________D7___________________C7____________________G7

Lord,_I_really_miss_my_baby,_shes_in_some_foreign_land


Well,_your_streets_are_getting_empty,_Lord,_your_highways_getting_filled

And_your_streets_are_getting_empty,_and_your_highways_getting_filled

Well,_the_way_I_love_that_woman,_I_swear_its_bound_to_get_me_killed


Well,_Ive_been_gamblin_so_long,_Lord,_I_aint_got_much_more_to_lose

Yes_Ive_been_gamblin_so_long,_I_aint_a-got_much_more_to_lose

Right_now_im_having_troubles,_pleas_dont_take_away_my_highway_shoes


Well,_Im_bound_to_get_lucky,_baby,_or_Im_bound_to_die_tryin

Yes_Im_bound_to_get_lucky,_Lord,_Im_a-bound_to_die_tryin

Well_meet_me_in_the_middle_of_the_ocean_and_well_leave_this_old_highway

behind


Well,_the_ocean_took_my_baby,_my_baby_stole_my_heart_from_me

Yes_the_ocean_took_my_baby,_my_baby_took_my_heart_from_me

She_packed_it_all_up_in_a_suitcase,_Lord_she_took_it_away_to_Italy,_Italy


Well,_Im_a-walkin_down_your_highway,_just_as_far_as_my_poor_eyes_can_see

Yes_Im_a-walkin_down_your_highway,_just_as_far_as_my_eyes_can_see

From_the_Golden_Gate_bridge,_all_the_way_to_the_Statue_of_Liberty


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Bob_Dylans_Blues

Bob_Dylan

from_David_Cushman,_http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html



Capo_second_fret


Intro:_G


the_bass_part_at_the_beginning_goes_like:


D----2---0-------

A------------2---

E-3--------------


Unlike_most_of_the_songs_nowadays_that_are_being_written_uptown_in_Tin_Pan_Alley

Thats__where_most_of_the_folk_songs_come_from_nowadays

This,_this_is_a_song,_this_wasnt_written_up_there

this_was_written_somewhere_down_in_the_United_States


G

Well,_the_Lone_Ranger_and_Tonto,_theyre_riding_down_the_line


__________________________________________C

Fixin_everybodys_troubles,_everybodys_cept_mine


____G___________________________D___________G

Someone_must_have_told_em_that_I_was_doin_fine


All_you_five_and_ten_cent_women,_with_nothing_in_your_heads

I_got_a_real_gal_Im_a_lovin,_lord_Ill_love_her_til_Im_dead

Go_away_from_my_door_and_my_window_too_right_now


Lord,_I_aint_goin_down_to_no_racetrack_to_see_no_sports_car_run

I_dont_have_no_sports_car_and_I_dont_even_care_to_have_one

I_can_walk_anytime_around_the_block


Well,_the_wind_keeps_a_blowin_me_up_and_down_the_street

With_my_hat_in_my_hands_and_my_boots_on_my_feet

Watch_out_so_you_dont_step_on_me


Well_look_at_here_buddy,_he_wanna_be_like_me

Pull_out_your_six_shooter_and_rob_every_bank_you_can_see

Tell_the_judge_I_said_it_was_all_right_yeah


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Dont_Think_Twice,_Its_All_Right

Bob_Dylan

from_David_Cushman,_http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html



**Capo_4th_fret_(actually_in_E_Major,_not_C)**


EADGBe

++++++

320003__G

322003__G6

323003__G7


A_harmonica


INTRO:


C__C/G_G_Am___Am/G__F_C___G


VERSE_1:


________C________C/G____G______________Am________Am/G__F

Well_it_aint_no_use_to_sit_and_wonder_why,_babe,

_______________________C_____G__G6_G

Ifn_you_dont_know_by_now.

___C________C/G____G______________Am_________Am/G_D7/F#

It_aint_no_use_to_sit_and_wonder_why,_babe.

____________________G___G6_G7

Itll_never_do,_somehow.


_________C____________________C7

When_the_rooster_crows_at_the_break_of_dawn

F___________________________D7/F#

___look_out_your_window_and_Ill_be_gone

C__________C/B________Am___Am/G_F

Youre_the_reason_Im_travelin_on,

____C___________G______G6______C

but_dont_think_twice,_its_al-right.


VERSE_2:

Aint_no_use_in_turnin_on_your_light,_babe,

That_light_I_never_knowed.

Aint_no_use_in_turnin_on_your_light,_babe,

Im_on_the_dark_side_of_the_road.


Still_I_wish_there_was_somethin_you_would_do_or_say,

To_try_&_make_me_change_my_mind_and_stay.

We_never_did_too_much_talkin_anyway,

So_dont_think_twice,_its_all_right.


VERSE_3:

It_aint_no_use_in_callin_out_my_name,_gal

Like_you_never_done_before.

It_aint_no_use_in_callin_out_my_name,_gal

I_cant_hear_anymore


Im_sittin_&_a_wonderin,_walkin_down_the_road

I_once_loved_a_woman_-_a_child_I_am_told

I_give_her_my_heart,_but_she_wanted_my_soul

but_dont_think_twice,_its_alright.


VERSE_3:

So_lo-ong_honey_babe

where_Im_bound,_I_cant_tell.

Goodbye_is_too_good_a_word_babe.

So_Ill_just_say,_"Fare_thee_well."


I_aint_sayin_you_treated_me_unkind

You_coulda_done_better_but,_I_dont_mind

You_just_kind_of_wasted_my_precious_time

but_dont_think_twice,_its_alright.


===========================================================


Bob_Dylans_Dream

Bob_Dylan

from_David_Cushman,_http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html



The_harps_in_G,_position_1.


While_[G]riding_on_a_[Am]train_going_west

I_fell_as[Am/B]leep_[Am/C]for_to_t[D]ake_my_rest.

[D/C]I_[G]dreamed_a_dream_that_[C]made_me_[G]sad

Concerning_mys[D]elf_and_the_[C]first_few_[C/B]friends_I_[G]had.


With_half_damp_eyes_I_stared_to_the_room

Where_my_friends_and_I_spent_many_an_afternoon,

Where_we_together_weathered_many_a_storm,

Laughing_and_singing_till_the_early_hours_of_the_morn.


By_the_old_wooden_stove_where_our_hats_were_hung,

Our_words_were_told_and_our_songs_were_sung;

We_longed_for_nothing_and_were_satisfied

Talking_and_joking_about_the_world_outside.


With_haunted_hearts_through_the_heat_and_cold,

We_never_thought_we_could_get_very_old

We_thought_we_could_sit_forever_in_fun

Though_our_chances_really_were_a_million_to_one.


As_easy_it_was_to_tell_black_from_white,

It_was_all_that_easy_to_tell_wrong_from_right;

Our_choices_were_few_and_the_thought_never_hit

That_the_one_road_we_traveled_would_ever_shatter_and_split.


Ah_many_a_year_has_passed_and_gone,

And_many_a_gamble_has_been_lost_and_won;

And_many_a_road_taken_by_many_a_friend,

And_each_one_of_them_Ive_never_seen_again.


I_wish,_I_wish,_I_wish_in_vain,

That_we_could_sit_simply_in_that_room_once_again;

Ten_thousand_dollars_at_the_drop_of_a_hat,

Id_give_it_all_gladly_if_our_lives_could_be_like_that.


=============================================================


Oxford_Town

Bob_Dylan

from_David_Cushman,_http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html



capo_on_the_1st_fret


G____________C______G

Oxford_Town,_Oxford_Town,

C_____________________G_____C_____G

Evrybodys_got_their_heads_bowed_down,

G_______C_____G___________C___G

The_sun_dont_shine_above_the_ground,

______C______________________G

Aint_a-goin_down_to_oxford_town


He_went_down_to_Oxford_town,

Guns_and_club_followed_him_down,

All_because_his_face_was_brown,

Better_get_away_from_oxford_town.


Oxford_town_around_the_bend,

He_come_into_the_door,_he_couldnt_get_in,

All_because_the_color_of_his_skin,

What_do_you_think_about_that_my_friend


Me_and_my_gal,_my_gal_sun,

We_got_met_with_a_tear_gas_bomb,

I_dont_even_know_why_we_come,

Going_back_where_we_come_from.


Oxford_Town_in_the_afternoon,

Evrybody_singin_a_sorrowful_tune,

Two_men_died_with_the_missisipi_moon,

Somebody_better_investigate_soon.


-=repeat_the_first_verse=-


G:_320001_C:_3x2013


============================================================


Corrina,_Corrina

Bob_Dylan

from_David_Cushman,_http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html



***_Capo_5th_fret_***

_____EADGBe

_____------

C____x32010

C/E__xx2010

F____xx3211

G/D__xx0003

G____320003


Intro_(_repeat_after_each_line_):_C/E_F_C/E_F_C/E_G/D_C


C_________________F_____________________C

Corrina,_Corrina,_gal_where_you_been_so_long?

F_______________________________________C

Corrina,_Corrina,_gal_where_you_been_so_long?

__________G________________________F________________C

Ive_been_worryin_bout_you_baby,_baby_please_come_home


I_got_a_bird_that_whistles,_I_got_a_bird_that_sings

I_got_a_bird_that_whistles,_I_got_a_bird_that_sings

But_I_aint_a-got_Corrina,_life_dont_mean_a_thing


Instrumental_verse


Corrina,_Corrina,_gal_youre_on_my_mind

Corrina,_Corrina,_gal_youre_on_my_mind

I_was_sittin_down_thinking_of_you,_I_just_cant_keep_from_cryin


Instrumental_verse


=========================================================


I_Shall_Be_Free

Bob_Dylan

from_David_Cushman,_http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html



Transcription_by_Kelvin_Sherlock


Intro:_G_D________G_C/G_G_C/G_G


_______D

Well_I_took_me_a_woman_late_last_night,

________________________________________G______C/G__G__C/G__G

Is_three_fourths_drunk,_she_looked_all_right

_________D

til_she_started_peeling_off_her_onion_gook,

__________________________________G______C/G

Took_off_her_wig,_said,_"How_do_I_look?"

G________________C/G

Is_high_flyin

bare_naked

out_the_window


Well,_sometimes,_I_might_get_drunk

Walk_like_a_duck_and_smell_like_a_skunk

Dont_hurt_me_none,_it_dont_hurt_my_pride

Cause_I_got_my_little_lady_right_by_my_side

Shes_a_tryin_to_hide

Pretendin_she_dont_know_me


Is_out_there_paintin_on_the_old_wood_shed

When_a_can_of_black_paint,_it_fell_on_my_head

I_went_down_to_scrub_and_rub

But_I_had_to_sit_in_back_of_the_tub

Cost_a_quarter

Half_price


Well,_my_telephone_rang,_it_would_not_stop

Its_President_Kennedy_callin_me_up

He_said,_"My_friend_Bob,_what_do_we_need_to_make_the_country_grow?"

I_said,_"My_friend_John,_Bridgette_Bardot"

Anita_Ickberg

Sophia_Loren

Countyll_grow


Well_I_got_a_woman_five_feet_short

She_yells_and_hollars_and_screams_and_snorts

She_tickles_my_nose,_pats_me_on_the_head

Rolls_me_over_and_kicks_me_out_of_bed

Shes_a_man-eater

Meat_grinder

Bad_loser


Oh_there_aint_no_use_in_me_workin_all_the_time

I_got_a_woman_who_works_herself_blind

Works_up_to_her_britches,_up_to_her_neck

Writes_me_letters_and_sends_me_checks

Shes_a_humdinger

Folksinger


Late_one_day,_in_the_middle_of_the_week

My_eyes_were_closed,_I_was_half_asleep

I_chased_me_a_woman_up_the_hill

Right_in_the_middle_of_an_air_raid_drill

I_jumped_a_fallout_shelter

I_jumped_a_string_bean

I_jumped_a_tv_dinner

I_jumped_a_shotgun


Well_the_man_on_the_stand,_he_wants_my_vote

Hes_runnin_for_office_on_a_ballot_note

Hes_out_there_preachin_in_front_of_the_steeple

Tellin_me_he_loves_all_kinds_of_people

Hes_eatin_bagels

Hes_eatin_pizza

Hes_eatin_chitlins


Oh_I_sat_me_down_on_the_television_floor

I_flipped_the_channel_to_number_four

Out_of_the_shower_comes_a_football_man

With_a_bottle_of_oil_in_his_hand

Greasy_kids_stuff

What_I_want_to_know_mister_football_man_is

What_do_you_know_about_Willie_Mays

Martin_Luther_King

Olitunji


Well_the_funniest_woman_I_ever_seen

Was_the_great_granddaughter_of_Mister_Clean

She_takes_about_fifteen_baths_a_day

Wants_me_to_grow_a_moustache_on_my_face

Shes_insane


Well,_ask_me_why_Im_drunk_all_the_time

Levels_my_head_and_eases_my_mind

I_just_walk_along_and_stroll_and_sing

I_see_better_days_and_do_better_things

I_catch_dinosaurs

Make_love_to_Elizabeth_Taylor

Catch_hell_from_Richard_Burton



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