Bob Dylan - Dirge

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Gm Cm Gm Cm
 
Dm Gm Dm GmI hate myself for lovin' you And the weakness that I showed ...
Dm Gm Dm AmYou were just a painted face On a trip down Suicide Road.
Bb Dm GmThe stage was set, the lights went out All around the old hotel
Bb Eb Bb Cm GmI hate myself for lovin' you And I'm glad the curtain fell.
 
 
Dm Gm Dm GmI hate that foolish game we played And the need that was expressed
Dm Gm Dm AmAnd the mercy that you showed to me Whoever would have guessed
Bb Dm GmI went out on Lower Broadway And I felt that place within
Bb Eb Bb Cm GmThat hollow place where martyrs weep And angels play with sin
 
Dm Gm Dm GmHeard your songs of freedom And man forever stripped
Dm Gm Dm AmActing out his folly While his back is being whipped
Bb Dm GmLike a slave in orbit He's beaten 'til he's tame
Bb Eb Bb Cm GmAll for a moment's glory And it's dirty, rotten shame
 
Dm Gm Dm GmThere are those who worship loneliness I'm not one of them
Dm Gm Dm AmIn this age of fiberglass I'm searching for a gem
Bb Dm GmThe crystal ball up on the wall Hasn't shown me nothing yet
Bb Eb Bb Cm GmI've paid the price of solitude But at least I'm out of debt
 
Dm Gm Dm GmCan't recall a useful thing You ever did for me
Dm Gm Dm Am'Cept pat me on the back one time When I was on my knees
Bb Dm GmWe stared into each other's eyes 'Til one of us would break
Bb Eb Bb Cm GmNo use to apologize What diff'rence would it make
 
Dm Gm Dm GmSo sing your praise of progress And of the Doom Machine
Dm Gm Dm AmThe naked truth is still tabu Whenever it can be seen
Bb Dm GmLady Luck who shines on me Will tell you where I'm at
Bb Eb Bb Cm GmI hate myself for lovin' you But I should get over that
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