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Bob Dylan Blues

  • Автор: Barrett Syd
  • Текст песни:
    Syd Barrett
    BOB DYLAN BLUES
    transcribed by k@os
    
    INTRO
            G                    D
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    g-------0--]-----------]-----2--]------0-2-0--]]   repeat
    d-------0--]------0----]-----0--]--0h2--------]]   2 times
    a-------2--]--0h2---2--]--0--x--]-------------]]
    E--(3)--3--]-----------]-----x--]-------------]]
    
          C                    G                  A     D     G
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    b-----1--]-----------]-----0--]---------]-----2--]--3--]--0--]]
    g-----0--]--0h2-0----]-----0--]---------]-----2--]--2--]--0--]]
    d-----2--]--------2--]--0--0--]--0-0----]-----2--]--0--]--0--]]
    a--3--3--]-----------]-----2--]------2--]--0--0--]--x--]--2--]]
    E-----x--]-----------]-----3--]---------]-----x--]--x--]--3--]]
    
    G                               C9
    Got the Bob Dylan blues and the Bob Dylan shoes
           G                          D    * D
    And my clothes and my hair’s in a mess
                                      G
    But you know I just couldn’t care less
                                       C9
    Go on write me a song ’bout what’s right and what’s wrong
          G                       D    (*) D
    ’Bout God and my girl and all that
                               G
    Quiet, while I make like a cat
                                        D
    CHORUS: ’Cause I’m a poet don’t you know it
            G            C
    And the wind you can blow it
           G                D    (*) D
    ’Cause I’m mr.Dylan the king
                                G
    And I’m free as a bird on a wing
    
    Roam from town to town guess I get people down
    But I don’t care too much about that
    ’Cause my gut and my wallet are fat
    Make a whole lotta dough but I deserve it though
    I got soul and a good heart of gold
    So sing about war and the cold
    
    CHORUS: ’Cause I’m a poet ...
    
    Well I sings about dreams and I rhymes it with seems
    ’Cause it seems that my dream always means
    That I can prophecy all kinds of things
    Well the guy that digs me should try hard to see
    That he buys all my discs and a hat
    And when I’m in town go see that
    
    CHORUS: ’Cause I’m a poet ...
    
    repeat INTRO
    
    (*)
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