Bob Dylan – To Ramona (Guitar)

         E-A-D-G-B-e
G6       3-x-2-0-0-3
G7       3-x-3-0-0-3
Csus4    x-3-3-0-1-x
C/G      3(3)2-0-1-0

| C | % |
(faded in)

  C
Ramona come closer

                       | G | % | G6 | G7 |
Shut softly your watery eyes

    G7
The pangs of your sadness

     G7                       | C | Csus4 | C | C/G |
Will pass as your senses will rise

    F
The flowers of the city

       F                          | G | % | G6 | G7 |
Though breathlike get deathlike at times

            G7
And there’s no use in tryin’

   G7
To deal with the dyin’

         G7                     | C | C/G |
Though I cannot explain that in lines

     C
Your cracked country lips

  C
I still wish to kiss

      C                        | G | % | G6 | G7 |
As to be by the strength of your skin

     G7
Your magnetic movements

      G7                     | C | % | % | C/G |
Still captures the minutes I’m in

       F  
But it grieves my heart, love

   F
To see you tryin’ to be a part of

  F                      | G | % | G6 | G7 |
A world that just don’t exist

     G7
It’s all just a dream, babe

  G7
A vacuum, a scheme, babe

     G7                         | C | % | C/G | C | % |
That sucks you into feelin’ like this

      C
I can see that your head

         C
Has been twisted and fed

     C                       | G | % | G6 | G7 |
With worthless foam from the mouth

      G7
I can tell you are torn

        G7
Between stayin’ and returnin’

G6          | C | Csus4 | C | C/G |
Back to the South

            F  
You’ve been fooled into thinking

         F                  | G | % | % | % |
That the finishin’ end is at hand

               G
Yet there’s no one to beat you

   G
No one to defeat you

          G6              G7          | C | C/G | C | C/G | C | C/G |
’Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad

               C
I’ve heard you say many times

            C
That you’re better than no one

    C                    | G | % | G6 | G7 |
And no one is better than you

       G7
If you really believe that

    G7                      G6      G         | C | C/G | C | C/G |
You know you got nothing to win and nothing to lose

     F  
From fixtures and forces and friends

                | G | % | % | % |
Your sorrow does stem

     G
That hype you and type you

G
Making you feel

         G6       G7       | C | % | % | % |
That you gotta be just like them

       C
I’d forever talk to you

    C
But soon my words

           C                      | G | % | G6 | G7 |
They would turn into a meaningless ring

    G7
For deep in my heart

  G7                         | C | % | % | C/G |
I know there's no help I can bring

F  
Everything passes everything changes

     F                           | G | % | G6 | G7 |
Just do what you think you should do

    G7
And someday maybe who knows, baby

     G7                    C
I’ll come and be cryin’ to you

| F   G |  C
  (freely)