Tomorrow Is A Long Time by Bob Dylan
From the album: Greatest Hits Vol. 2
Standard tuning, capo 3rd fret (sounding key Bb major)
Chords:
C/g 3x2013
G 320003
D/f# 200232
D7/f# 20021(2)
The C/g G at most of the line endings is played like the figure at the beginning of the intro.
Intro (same picking pattern throughout):
C/g G C/g g G C/g
: . . . : . . . : . . . : . . .
|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|---3-------------|
|-----1------(0)--|-----1------(0)--|-----0-----------|-----------------|
|-----------0-----|-----------0-----|-----------0-----|-----------0-----|
|-----2-------0---|-----2-------0---|-----0-------0---|-----0-------2---|
|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
|-3-------3-------|-3-------3-------|-3-------3-------|-3-------3-------|
G C/g G C/G G C/g G
| . . . | . . . | . . . | . . .
|---------------------------------|---------------------------------|
|-----0h1----(0)------------------|-----1------(0)------1------(0)--|
|-----------0---------------0-----|-----------0---------------0-----|
|-----0h2-----0-------0-------0---|-----2-------0-------2-------0---|
|---------------------------------|---------------------------------|
|-3-------3-------3-------3-------|-3-------3-------3-------3-------|
G
| . . . | . . .
|---------------------------------|
|---------------------------------|
|-----------0---------------0-----|
|-----0-------0-------0-------0---|
|---------------------------------|
|-3-------3-------3-------3-------|
If today...
G C/g G C/G G
If today was not an endless highway, *)
G C/g G
If tonight was not a crooked trail,
C/g D/f# C/g g
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time,
C/g D/f# C/g g
Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all.
C/g D/f# C/g g
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
C/g D/f# C/g g
if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
C/g D/f# C/g g
Yes, and only if she was lyin' by me,
C/g . . . D7/f# . . . C/g g | C/g G | C/g G | G
I'd lie in my bed once again.
I can't see my reflection in the waters,
I can't speak the sounds that show no pain,
I can't hear the echo of my footsteps,
Or can't remember the sound of my own name.
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
Only if she was lyin' by me,
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.
There's beauty in the silver, singin' river,
There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky,
But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty
That I remember in my true love's eyes.
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
Only if she was lyin' by me,
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.
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