The Band – When I Paint My Masterpiece (Guitar)

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When I Paint My Masterpiece 4/4 Levon Helm Bob Dylan Album: Cahoots 1971 Big Sky Music Took Ken Lee's Version and tried to make it a little simpler to follow, also added a few more D chords Kevin Traylor (any improvement welcomed, love this song!) [Intro] D A D A E [Verse 1]
D                    A              D             A
 Oh, the streets of  Rome are       filled with   rubble,

        E                    A
Ancient foot prints are everywhere.

D         A                      D      A
You could almost think that your seein' double,

       E                               A
On the cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs.

E                         E7    A
Gotta hurry on back to my hotel room,

        E                                            A      D
Where I got me a date with a pretty little girl from Greece.

    A               D        A
She promised she'd  be there with me,

       E              A
When I paint my masterpiece.
[Interlude] D A D A E [Verse 2]
        D        A                 D   A
Oh, the hours we spent, inside the Coliseum.

        E                    A     D
Dodging lions, and a-wasting time,

         A                                   D               A
Oh those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see'em

       E               E7          A
Yes it sure has been a long, hard climb.

E                                             A 
Train wheels a running through the back of my memory,

       E                                         A     D
When I ran on a hilltop followin' a pack of wild geese,

A                           D            A
Someday everything is gonna sound like a rhapsody

       E              A
When I paint my masterpiece.
[Bridge]
Dm                                   A
Sailing round the world in a dirty gondola,

C#m        D                    E   D    A/C#  Cdim7   E
Oh to be back in the land of, Coca cola.
[Verse 3]
     D      A         D         A
Well I left Rome, and landed in Brussels,

     E                          E7     A
On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried,

D             A                       D        A
Clergy men in uniform, and young girls pulling muscles,

             E                         E7        A
Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside,

E                       A
Newspaper men eatin' candy,

E                            A    D
Had to be held down by big police.

A                      D        A
Someday, everything is gonna be different,

       E              A
When I paint my masterpiece.

D      A       D       A
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