Misc Mashups – Bob Dylan Medley (Guitar)

G                                           F          C
You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last

        G                                 F       C
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast

Dm                 F               C
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun

Dm            F           C
Crying like a fire in the sun

E7                      F      G
Look out the saints are coming through

    Dm            F         C
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

G                                           F          C
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.

        G                                 F       C
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.

Dm                 F               C
The vagabond who's rapping at your door

Dm               F              C
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.

E7                      F      G
Strike another match, go start anew

    Dm            F         C
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

C                             Cmaj7
They sat together in the park as the evening sky grew dark

C7                                    F
She looked at him and he felt a spark tingle to his bones

Fm                            C           G         F
It was then he felt alone and wished that he'd gone straight

C                     G                    C
And watched out for a simple twist of fate

C                                    Cmaj7
A saxophone someplace far off played as she was walking on by the arcade

C7                                              F
As the light bust through a beat-up shade where he was waking up,

              Fm                     C         G      F
She dropped a coin into the cup of a blind man at the gate

C                    G                    C
And forgot about his simple twist of fate

C                              Cmaj7
He woke up, the room was bare, he didn't see her anywhere

C7                                         F
He told himself he didn't care, pushed the window open wide,

        Fm                           C          G     F
Felt an emptiness inside to which he just could not relate

C               G                    C
Brought on by a simple twist of fate

C                        Cmaj7
People tell me its a sin to know and feel too much within

C7                               F
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring

Fm                          C     G        F
She was born in spring, but I was born too late

C             G                    C
Blame it on a simple twist of fate

C          Am            Em
William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll

       C            Am                 Em
With a cane that he twirled 'round his diamond ring finger

     C         Am      Em
At a Baltimore hotel society gatherin'

        C               Am         Em
And the cops was called in and his weapon took from him

        C           Am      Em
As they rode him in custody down to the station

           C          Am         Em
And booked William Zanzinger for first degree murder

    F   G      C            Am
But you who philosophise disgrace

    F    G        C
And criticise all fears

F        G    C             Am
Take the rag away from your face

F             G             C
Now ain't the time for your tears

       C            Am               Em
In the courtroom of honour the judge pounded his gavel

   C               Am                 Em
To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level

             C              Am          Em
And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded

         C        Am         Em
And that even the nobles get properly handled

C             Am               Em
Once that the cops have chased after and caught 'em

             C         Am         Em
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom

C             Am         Em
Stared at the person who killed for no reason

         C              Am           Em
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'

       C                 Am         Em
And he spoke through his cloak most deep and distinguished

    C          Am           Em
And handed out strongly for penalty and repentance

C          Am            Em
William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence

       F   G      C            Am
Ah but you who philosophise disgrace

    F    G        C
And criticise all fears

F        G   C            Am
Bury the rag deep in your face

    F         G             C
For now's the time for your tears

        C            Am
Oh, the ragman draws circles

C               Am
Up and down the block

    C                Am
I’d ask him what the matter was

      F                  G(7)
But I know that he don’t talk

        F               C
And the ladies treat me kindly

          Am              C
And they furnish me with tape

    Am             C
But deep inside my heart

  F              C
I know I can’t escape

Em
Oh Mama, can this really be the end?

      C       G/B     Am
To be stuck inside of Mobile,

C/G      F/G            C
With the Memphis blues again?

      C                        Am
Well, Shakespeare, he’s in the alley

         C                     Am
With his pointed shoes and his bells

C                 Am
 Speaking to some French girl

    F                 G
Who says she knows me well

    F              C
And I would send a message

    Am               C
To find out if she’s talked

        Am                   C
But the post office has been stolen

        F          C
And the mailbox is locked

Em
Oh Mama, can this really be the end?

      C       G/B     Am
To be stuck inside of Mobile,

C/G      F       F/G    C
With the Memphis blues again?

C                 Am
Grandpa died last week

             C             Am
And now he’s buried in the rocks

    C               Am
But everybody still talks about

    F               G
How badly they were shocked

    F                    C
But me, I expected it to happen

  Am                C
I knew he’d lost control

        Am              C
When he built a fire on Main Street

    F               C
And shot it full of holes

Em
Oh Mama, can this really be the end?

      C       G/B     Am
To be stuck inside of Mobile,

C/G      F       F/G    C
With the Memphis blues again?

C           Cmaj7
I've seen love go by my door

F
It's never been this close before

C          Cmaj7         G7
Never been so easy or so slow

C               Cmaj7
Been shootin' in the dark too long

F
If something's not right it's wrong

C                    G                 C
You're gonna make me lonesome when you go

C            Cmaj7
Purple clover Queen Anne lace

F
Crimson hair across your face

C            Cmaj7               G7
You can make me cry if you don't know

C              Cmaj7
Can't remember what I was thinking of

F
You might be spoiling me too much love

C                    G                 C
You're gonna make me lonesome when you go

G                                C
Flowers on the hillside blooming crazy

G                                  C
Crickets talking back and forth in rhyme

D7
Blue river running slow and lazy

F                                  G
I could spend forever with you and never realise the time

C           Cmaj7
Situations have ended sad

F
Relationships have all been bad

C            Cmaj7                 G7
Mine have been like Verlaine's and Rimbaud

C                  Cmaj7
But there’s no way I can compare

F
All those scenes to this affair

C                    G                 C
You're gonna make me lonesome when you go