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Bob Dylan (album) by Bob Dylan You're No Good Talkin' New York In My Time Of Dyin' Man Of Constant Sorrow Fixin' To Die Pretty Peggy-O Highway 51 Gospel Plow Baby Let Me Follow You Down House of the Risin' Sun Freight Train Blues Song To Woody See That My Grave Is Kept Clean ================================================= You're No Good Bob Dylan from David Cushman, http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html Intro: C F C A C F C C/B A Well I don't know why I love you like I do D7 G C Nobody in the world can get along with you. F C C/B A You got the ways of a devil sleeping in a lion's den D7 G C I come home last night you wouldn't even let me in. E F Oh sometimes you're as sweet as anybody want to be G C N.C. When you get a crazy notion, jumpin' all over me C F C C/B A Well you give me the blues because you're satisfied D7 G C An' you give me the blues I wanna lay down and die. I helped you when you had no shoes on your feet, pretty mama I helped you when you had no food to eat. You're the kind of woman I just don't understand You're takin' all my money and give it to another man. Well you're the kinda woman makes a man lose his brain You're the kinda woman drives a man insane You give me the blues because you're satisfied You give me the blues I wanna lay down and die Well you give me the blues, I wanna lay down and die ============================================================= Talkin' New York Bob Dylan from David Cushman, http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html G C D G C D G C/G G G G C C/B Rambling out of the wild west D Leaving the towns I love the best G C Thought I'd seen some ups and downs D D/F# G (G/E G/D) 'Till I come into New York town C C/B People going down to the ground D D/F# G Buildings going up to the sky. G C C/B D D/F# G G/E G/D G Wintertime in New York town The wind blowing snow around Walk around with nowhere to go Somebody could freeze right to the bone I froze right to the bone New York Times said it was the coldest winter in seventeen years I didn't feel so cold then. I swung on to my old guitar Grabbed hold of a subway car And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride I landed up on the downtown side: Greenwich Village. I walked down there and ended up In one of them coffee-houses on the block Got on the stage to sing and play Man there said: "Come back some other day You sound like a hillbilly We want folksingers here. Well, I got a harmonica job begun to play Blowing my lungs out for a dollar a day I blowed inside out and upside down The man there said he loved my sound He was raving about he loved my sound Dollar a day's worth. After weeks and weeks of hanging around I finally got a job in New York town In a bigger place, bigger money too Even joined the Union and paid my dues. Now, a very great man once said That some people rob you with a fountain pen It don't take too long to find out Just what he was talking about A lot of people don't have much food on their table But they got a lot of forks and knives And they gotta cut something. So one morning when the sun was warm I rambled out of New York town Pulled my cap down over my eyes And heated out for the western skies So long New York Howdy, East Orange. ======================================================= In My Time of Dyin' Bob Dylan from David Cushman, http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html Open F# tuning (use open E & Capo 2nd Fret) D ---------------0---- A ---------------0---- F#-------------------- D --------0----------- A ------3------------- D -0------------------ Well in my time of dyin' Don't want nobody to mourn All I want for you to do Is take my body home Well well well so I can die easy Well well well Well well well so I can die easy Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed Well meet me Jesus meet me meet me in the middle of the air If these wings should fail me, Lord, Won't you meet me with another pair Well well well so I can die easy Well well well Well well well so I can die easy Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed Well in my time of dyin' Don't want nobody to cry All I want for you to do Is take me when I die Well well well so I can die easy Well well well Well well well so I can die easy Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed ======================================================== Man Of Constant Sorrow Bob Dylan from David Cushman, http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html Intro 'riff': D e------------- B------------- G------------- D------------- A-3---2---0--- E------------- D G C I am a man of constant sorrow, D C G Riff Ive seen trouble all my days. D G C I said goodbye to Colorado, D C G Riff where I was born and partly raised. Harmonica bit You're mother says I'm a stranger, my face you'll never see no more. But there's on promise darlin', I'll see you on God's golden shore. Through this world I'm about to ramble through ice and snow, sleet and rain I'm about to ride that morning railroad perhaps I'll die on that train I'm going back to Colorado, place that I started from. If I'd know'd how bad you'd treat me, honey I never would have come. ================================================== Fixin' to Die Bob Dylan from David Cushman, http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html Drop D Tuning (DADGBe) prominent bass fills: D D/C D/B Riff 1 Riff 2 Riff 3 Riff 4 e--------------------------------- B--------------------------------- G--------------------------------- D-------------0------------------- A----------3b-------0h3------0h2-- D--5s0---------------------------- Intro: Riff 1 x 4, Riff 2 x 2 D Riff 3 Riff 4 D Riff 2 x 2 Feelin funny in my mind lord, I believe I'm fixin to die D Riff 3 Riff 4 D Riff 2 x 2 Feelin funny in my mind lord, I believe I'm fixin to die D Riff 3 Riff 4 D Riff 2 x 2 Well I don't mind dyin' but I hate to leave my children cryin' Well look over yonder, to that buryin ground Look over yonder, to that buryin ground Sure seems lonesome, lord when the sun goes down [Riff 1 x 2] Feelin' funny in my eyes lord, I believe I'm fixin to die, fixin to die Feelin' funny in my eyes lord, I believe I'm fixin to die Well I don't mind dyin' but I hate to leave my children cryin' Well there's black smoke risin' lord, it's risin' up above my head, [Riff 1 x 2] up above my head Well there's black smoke risin' lord, it's risin' up above my head Can tell Jesus, "Make up my dyin' bed" Well I'm walkin' kinda funny lord, I believe I'm fixin' to die, [Riff 1 x 2] fixin' to die Yes I'm walkin' kinda funny lord, I believe I'm fixin' to die, [Riff 1 x 4] fixin' to die, fixin' to die Well I don't mind dyin' but I hate to leave my children cryin' =================================================================== Pretty Peggy-O Bob Dylan from David Cushman, http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html Use lots of alternating bass (G-B-D, D-A, C-G) Intro bass fill: G e------------------------ B------------------------ G------------------------ D------------------------ A------------------------ E-0h3---(0-3)--3----0-3-- G D G C D G I've been around this whole country C D G But I never yet found Fennario. Well, as we marched down, as we marched down D Well, as we marched down to Fennario G C/G Well, our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove D G Her name that she had was Pretty Peggy-O Well, what will your mother say, what will your mother say What will your mother say, Pretty Peggy-O What will your mother say to know you're going away You're never, never, never coming back-io Come a-running down your stairs, come a-running down your stairs Come a-running down your stairs, Pretty Peggy-O Come a-running down your stairs, combing back your yellow hair You're the prettiest darned girl I ever seen-io. The lieutenant he has gone, the lieutenant he has gone The lieutenant he has gone, Pretty Peggy-O The lieutenant he has gone, long gone He's a-riding down in Texas with the rodeo. Well, our captain he is dead, our captain he is dead Our captain he is dead, Pretty Peggy-O Well, our captain he is dead, died for a maid He's buried somewheres in Louisiana-O. ========================================================== Highway 51 Bob Dylan from David Cushman, http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html Open D/E tuning riff: when a line ends with an E chord |-0--------------------------------- |-0--------------------------------- |-0--------------------------------- |-0---------------3---0-5---0-3----- |-0---------------3---0-5---0-3----- |-0---------------3---0-5---0-3----- The verses end with a different lick: |------------------------- |------------------------- |------------------------- |-3---0------------------- |---------3p0------------- |-------------3---0------- E Highway 51 runs right by my baby's door A E Highway 51 runs right by my baby's door B If I don't get the girl I'm loving E Won't go down to Highway 51 no more Well, I know that highway like I know my hand Yes, I know that highway like I know the back of my hand Running from up Wisconsin Way down to no man's land Well, if I should die before my time should come And if I should die before my time should come Won't you bury my body Out on the Highway 51 Highway 51 runs right by my baby's door I said, Highway 51 runs right by my baby's door If I don't get the girl I'm loving Won't go down Highway 51 no more E-000000 A-020120 B-x02100 =========================================================== Gospel Plow Bob Dylan from David Cushman, http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html Dropped D tuning (D-A-D-G-B-e) Fill: ---2-------------- ---3-------------- ---2-------------- ---0-----------0-- ---------0--3----- ------------------ D Mary wore three links of chain, A D Ev'ry link was Jesus name, G A D fill Keep-a your hand on that plow, hold on, A D fill Oh, Lord, Oh, Lord, G A D fill Keep-a your hand on that plow, hold on. Mary, Mark and Luke and John, All these prophets so good and gone, Keep-a your hand on that plow, hold on, Oh, Lord, Oh, Lord, Keep-a your hand on that plow, hold on. I never been to heaven, but Ive been told, Streets up there are line with gold, Keep-a your hand on that plow, hold on, Oh, Lord, Oh, Lord, Keep-a your hand on that plow, hold on. Dig my grave with a bloody spade, See that my digger gets well paid, Keep-a your hand on that plow, hold on, Oh, Lord, Oh, Lord, Keep-a your hand on that plow, hold on. That gospel line gets mighty hot, But just hang on with all you got, Keep-a your hand on that plow, hold on, Oh, Lord, Oh, Lord, Keep-a your hand on that plow, hold on. When I get to the glory land, Gonna play in the glory land, Keep-a your hand on that plow, hold on, Oh, Lord, Oh, Lord, Keep-a your hand on that plow, hold on. Chords: D 000232 A x02220 or 202220 G 020033 ================================================== Baby Let Me follow you down Bob Dylan from David Cushman, http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html **Capo 2nd fret** G F Baby let me follow you down C Eb Baby let me follow you down G* D* C* D Well, I'll do anything in this God Almighty world C D G If you'll just let me follow you down Can I come home with you? Baby, can I come home with you? Yes, I'll do anything in this God Almighty world If you'll just let me come home with you Baby let me follow you down Baby let me follow you down Well, I'll do anything in this God Almighty world If you'll just let me follow you down G F C Eb G* D* C* D e -3--1--0--3---7---5---3---2-- B -0--1--1--4---8---7---5---3-- G -0--2--0--3---7---7---5---2-- D -0--3--2----------7---5---0-- A -2--0--3----------5---3------ E -3--1---------------------- ======================================================== House of the Risin' Sun (1961) Bob Dylan from David Cushman, http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html Am C E--------------------------------------------- B----1-1-1-1----1-1-1-1----1-1-1-1----1-1-1-1- G----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----0-0-0-0----0-0-0-0- D----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2- A-0----------0----------3----------3---------- E--------------------------------------------- Dm F E--------------------------------------------- B----3-3-3-3----3-3-3-3----1-1-1-1----1-1-1-1- G----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2- D-0----------0----------3----------3---------- A--------------------------------------------- E--------------------------------------------- Am C E--------------------------------------------- B----1-1-1-1----1-1-1-1----1-1-1-1----1-1-1-1- G----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----0-0-0-0----0-0-0-0- D----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2- A-0----------0----------3----------3---------- E--------------------------------------------- Em E----------------------- B----0-0-0-0----0-0-0-0- G----0-0-0-0----0-0-0-0- D----2-2-2-2----2-2-2-2- A----------------------- E-0----------0---------- Intro: Am C Dm F Am Em Am Am C Dm F There is a house down in New Orleans Am C Em They call the Risin' Sun Am C Dm F And it's been the ruin of many poor girl Am Em Am C Dm F Em And me, oh God, I'm a-one My mother was a taylor She sewed these new blue jeans My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk He fills his glasses up to the brim And he'll pace the cards around And the only pleasure he gets out of life Is ramblin' from town to town Oh tell my baby sister Not to do as I have done But to shun that house in New Orleans They call the Risin' Sun Well, it's one foot on the platform And the other foot on the train I'm goin' back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain I'm a-goin' back to New Orleans My race is almost run I'm goin' back to end my life Down in the Risin' Sun There is a house in New Orleans They call the Risin' Sun It's been the ruin of many poor girl And me, oh God, Im a-one ================================================== Freight Train Blues Bob Dylan from David Cushman, http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html C I was born in Dixie in a boomer's shack F C Just a little shanty by the railroad track Freight train whistle taught me how to cry F C Hummin' of the drivers was my lullaby I got the freight train blues F G Oh lordy, mama, I got 'em in the bottom of my ramblin shoes C And when the whistle blows, I got to go F Oh baby don't you know C G C Well, it looks like I'm never gonna lose the freight train blues Well, my daddy was a fireman and my old ma here. she was the only daughter of the engineer My sweetheart loved a brakeman and it ain't no joke Shame the way she keeps a good man broke I got the freight train blues Oh lordy, mama, I got 'em in the bottom of my ramblin shoes And when the whistle blows, I got to go Oh mama don't you know Well, it looks like I'm never gonna lose the freight train blues Well, the only thing that makes me laugh again Is the south bound whistle on a south bound train Every place I want to go I never can go because you know I got the freight train blues Oh lordy, mama, I got 'em in the bottom of my ramblin shoes ==================================================================== Song to Woody Bob Dylan from David Cushman, http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html Capo 1 A E7 A I'm out here a thousand miles from my home, D A Bm A Walkin' a road other men have gone down. A D A I'm seein' your world of people and things, A E7 A Your paupers and peasants and princes and kings. Hey, hey Woody Guthrie, I wrote you a song 'Bout a funny ol' world that's a-comin' along. Seems sick an' it's hungry, it's tired an' it's torn, It looks like it's a-dyin' an' it's hardly been born. Hey, Woody Guthrie, but I know that you know All the things that I'm a-sayin' an' a-many times more. I'm a-singin' you the song, but I can't sing enough, 'Cause there's not many men that done the things that you've done. Here's to Cisco an' Sonny an' Leadbelly too, An' to all the good people that traveled with you. Here's to the hearts and the hands of the men That come with the dust and are gone with the wind. I'm a-leaving' tomorrow, but I could leave today, Somewhere down the road someday. The very last thing that I'd want to do Is to say I've been hittin' some hard travelin' too. ============================================================== See That My Grave Is Kept Clean Bob Dylan from David Cushman, http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html Drop D tuning (DADGBe) Intro bass line: D [Riff 1] e------2----------------------------------------2------------2--------- B------3----------------------------------------3------------3--------- G------2-----------------------0----------------2------------2--------- D---------------0----0--3--3-3--------------------------------------0-- A-----------(3)---------------------------------------------------3---- D-0-------------------------------0---4s0----0-----4s0----0------------ D/C D/B D Riff 1 Well there's one kind of favor I'll ask of you D/C D/B D Riff 1 Well there's one kind of favor I'll ask of you D/C D/B D Riff 1 There's just one kind of favor I'll ask of you D/C D/B D Riff 1 You can see that my grave is kept clean [The other verses differ in the end of line 3/start of line 4] D/C D/B D Riff 1 And there's two white horses following me D/C D/B D Riff 1 And there's two white horses following me D/C D/B [hammer A--0h2--] I got two white horses following me D D/C D/B D Waitin on my buryin ground Did you ever hear that coughin' sound? Did you ever hear that coughin' sound? Did you ever hear that coughin' sound? Means another poor boy's underground Did you ever hear them church bell's tone? Have you ever heard that chuch bell's tone? Did you ever hear that church bell's tone? Means another poor boy is dead and gone Well my heart stopped beatin' and my hands turned cold And my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold Well my heart stopped beatin' and my hands turned cold Now I believe what the Bible told There's just one last favor I'll ask of you And there's on last favor I'll ask of you There's just one last favor I'll ask of you See that my grave is kept clean ************************************************************************************* See That My Grave Is Kept Clean Bob Dylan **Drop D Tuning (DADGBe)** D D7 G D D7 G D There's one kind favor I'll ask of you G G7 G6 D D7 G D There's one kind favor I'll ask of you D G G7 G6 D D7 G There's one kind favor I'll ask of you D G A7 D See that my grave is kept clean There's a "riff" between each verse which is : e-------------- B-------------- G-------------- D-0-0-3-3-3-2-0 A-------------- D-------------- then you hit strongly the D string at the 4th fret two times. And there's two white horses followin' me And there's two white horses followin' me I got two white horses followin' me Waitin' on my buryin' ground Did you ever hear that coughin' sound Did you ever hear that coughin' sound Did you ever hear that coughin' sound Means another poor boy is underground Did you ever hear them church bells tone Have you ever heared them church bells tone Did you ever hear them church bells tone Means another poor boy is dead and gone. Well, my heart stopped beatin'; my hands turned cold And my heart stopped beatin' and my hands turned cold Well, my heart stopped beatin' and my hands turned cold Now I believe what the Bible told There's just one last favor I'll ask of you And there's just one last favor I'll ask of you There's just one last favor I'll ask of you See that my gravce is kept clean Original verses: 2. It's a long lane ain't got no end It's a long lane ain't got no end It's a long lane ain't got no end It's so bad it is a miserable shame 3. Have you ever heard a coughin' sound Have you ever heard a coughin' sound Have you ever heard a coughin' sound Then you know the poor boy's in the ground 4. Oh, dig my grave with a silver spade Oh, dig my grave with a silver spade Oh, dig my grave with a silver spade You may place four diamonds on my grave 5. Have you ever heard a death bell toll Have you ever heard a death bell toll Have you ever heard a death bell toll Then you know the poor boy's dead and gone Enjoy ! sducret@techlink.fr

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