Bob Dylan – Lonesome Day Blues (Guitar)

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spotify:track:61Nvyb1SItCOxhToyfW9Mb Worked out on request for ccenkner from Athens, GA, USA Songwriters: Bob Dylan Please: rate (stars left under sheet) or/and add favorite (heart right above) [Intro] | G | G | G | G | | C | C | G | G | | D | D | G | G | [Verse 1]
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Well, today has been a sad and lonesome day,

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yeah, today has been a sad and lonesome day;

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I'm just sitting here thinking with my mind a million miles away.
[Verse 2]
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Well, they're doing the double shuffle, throwing sand on the floor,

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they're doing the double shuffle, they're throwing sand on the floor;

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when I left my longtime darling, she was standing in the door.
[Verse 3]
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Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war,

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well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war;

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my sister, she ran off and got married, never was heard of anymore.
[Verse 4]
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Samantha Brown lived in my house for 'bout four or five months,

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Samantha Brown   lived in my house for 'bout four or five months;

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don't know how it looked to other people, I never slept with her even once.
[Verse 5]
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Well, the road washed out, weather not fit for man or   beast,

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well, the road's   washed out, weather not fit for man or beast; funny,

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the things you have the hardest time parting with are the things you need the least.
[Verse 6]
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Well, I'm forty miles from the mill, I'm dropping it into overdrive,

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I'm forty miles from the mill, I'm dropping it into over -   drive;

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set my dial on the radio I wish my mother was still alive.
[Verse 7]
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I seen your lover man comin', comin' across the barren fields,

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I see your lover man comin', comin' 'cross the barren fields; he not a

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gentleman at all,   he's rotten to the core, he's a coward and he steals.
[Verse 8]
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Well, my captain, he's decorated, he's well-schooled and he's   skilled,

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my captain, he's   decorated, he's well-schooled and he's   skilled;

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he's not sentimental, don't bother him at all; how many of his pals have been   killed.
[Verse 9]
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Last night the wind was whispering, I was trying to make out what it was,

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last night   the wind was whispering something, I was trying to make out what it was.

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Yeah, I tell myself something's coming, but it never does.
[Verse 10]
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I'm going to spare the defeated, I'm going to speak to the crowd,

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I'm going to spare the defeated, 'cause I'm going to speak to the crowd;

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I'm going to teach peace to the conquered, I'm going to tame the proud.
[Verse 11]
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Well, the leaves are rustling in the wood, things are falling off of the  shelf,

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leaves   are rustling in the wood, things are falling off the shelf;

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you're gonna need my help, sweetheart, you can't make love all by yourself.
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