Bob Dylan – Farewell (Guitar)

        A                 D       A
Oh it's fare thee well my darlin' true,

    A              D                 E
I'm leavin' in the first hour of the morn.

    A                        D   A
I'm bound off for the bay of Mexico

   A         E            A
Or maybe the coast of Californ.

        E                 D/F#     A
So it's fare thee well my own true love,

      A     D      A            E
We'll meet another day, another time.

             A
It ain't the leavin'

         D        A
That's a-grievin' me

       A               E               A
But my true love who's bound to stay behind.

       A                             D          A
Oh the weather is against me and the wind blows hard

        A            D            E
And the rain she's a-turnin' into hail.

   A                               D             A
I still might strike it lucky on a highway goin' west,

           A              E           A
Though I'm travelin' on a path beaten trail.

        E                 D/F#     A
So it's fare thee well my own true love,

      A     D      A            E
We'll meet another day, another time.

             A
It ain't the leavin'

         D        A
That's a-grievin' me

       A               E               A
But my true love who's bound to stay behind.

       A                       D       A
I will write you a letter from time to time,

       A                D              E
As I'm ramblin' you can travel with me too.

        A                     D         A
With my head, my heart and my hands, my love,

       A           E                  A
I will send what I learn back home to you.

        E                 D/F#     A
So it's fare thee well my own true love,

      A      D     A            E
We'll meet another day, another time.

             A
It ain't the leavin'

         D        A
That's a-grievin' me

       A               E               A
But my true love who's bound to stay behind.

       A                            D      A
I will tell you of the laughter and'of troubles,

   A             D            E
Be them somebody else's or my own.

        A                          D           A
With my hands in my pockets and my coat collar high,

       A        E             A
I will travel unnoticed and unknown.

        E                 D/F#     A
So it's fare thee well my own true love,

      A      D     A            E
We'll meet another day, another time.

             A
It ain't the leavin'

         D        A
That's a-grievin' me

       A               E               A
But my true love who's bound to stay behind.

           A                      D                A
I've heard tell of a town where I might as well be bound,

     A               D           E
It's down around the old Mexican plains.

     A                           D        A
They say that the people are all friendly there

    A        E          A
And all they ask of you is your name.

        E                 D/F#     A
So it's fare thee well my own true love,

      A     D      A            E
We'll meet another day, another time.

             A
It ain't the leavin'

         D        A
That's a-grievin' me

       A               E               A
But my true love who's bound to stay behind.

        A                 D/A     A
Oh it's fare thee well my darlin' true,

    A              D/A               E
I'm leavin' in the first hour of the morn.

    A                        D/A A
I'm bound off for the bay of Mexico

   A         E            A
Or maybe the coast of Californ.

        E                 D/F#     A
So it's fare thee well my own true love,

      A     D/A    A            E
We'll meet another day, another time.

             A
It ain't the leavin'

         D/A      A
That's a-grievin' me

       A               E               A
But my true love who's bound to stay behind.