Bob Dylan – Ballad In Plain D (Guitar)

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  D            Bm    G               D
I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze

                        Bm            C            G
With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn

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I courted her proudly, but now she is gone

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Gone as the season she's ta--ken.

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In a young summer's youth, I stole her away

                    Bm             C             G
From her mother and sister, though close did they stay

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Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day

                           A                   D
With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us.

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Of the two sisters, I loved the young

               Bm                     C       G
With sensitive instincts, she was the creative one

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The constant scrapegoat, she was easily undone

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By the jealousy of others around her.

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For her parasite sister, I had no respect

             Bm           C       G
Bound by her boredom, her pride to protect

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Countless visions of the other she'd reflect

                    A                   D
As a crutch for her scenes and her society.

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Myself, for what I did, I cannot be excused

                  Bm                  C      G
The changes I was going through can't even be used

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For the lies that I told her in hopes not to lose

                   A               D
The could-be dream-lover of my lifetime.

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With unseen consciousness, I possessed in my grip

              Bm                      C          G
A magnificent mantelpiece, though its heart being chipped

D        Bm           G       D
Noticing not that I'd already slipped

            A              A7  D
To a sin of love's false security.

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From silhouetted anger to manufactured peace

           Bm         C         G
Answers of emptiness, voice vacancies

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Till the tombstones of damage read me no question but, "Please

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What's wrong and what's exactly the matter?"

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And so it did happen, like it could have been foreseen

                Bm        C        G
The timeless explosion of fantasy's dream

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At the peak of the night, the king and the queen

            A            D
Tumbled all down into pieces.

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"The tragic figure" her sister did shout

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"Leave her alone, God damn you, get out"

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And I in my armour, turning about

                       A
And nailing her in the ruins of her pettiness.

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Beneath a bare light bulb the plaster did pound

               Bm     C              G
Her sister and I in a screaming battleground

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And she in between, the victim of sound

                    A                D
Soon shattered as a child to the shadows.

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All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight

                  Bm             C          G
I gagged in contradiction, tears blinding my sight

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My mind it was mangled, I ran into the night

                      A            D
Leaving all of love's ashes behind me.

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The wind knocks my window, the room it is wet

                     Bm       C            G
The words to say I'm sorry, I haven't found yet

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I think of her often and hope whoever she's met

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Will be fully aware of how precious she is.

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Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me

               Bm           C         G        
"How good, how good does it feel to be free"?

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And I answer them most mysteriously

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"Are birds free from the chains of the skyway"?