Відключити рекламуC:
e|--0-000-0-------|
B|--1-111-1-------|
G|--0-000-0-0-----|
D|--2-222-2--2p0--|
A|--3-333-3-------|
E|----------------|
G:
e|--3-333---------333-3-333-3-333-3-------|
B|--0-000---------000-0-000-0-000-0-------|
G|--0-000---------000-0-000-0-000-0-------|
D|--0-000---0-----000-0-000-0-000-0-------|
A|--2-222--2-2p0--222-2-222-2-222-2--2h3--|
E|--3-333-3-----3-333-3-333-3-333-3-3-----|
G
e|--3-333-3-------|
B|--0-000-0-------|
G|--0-000-0-------|
D|--0-000-0-------|
A|--2-222-2--2h3--|
E|--3-333-3-3-----|
When transferring from the chorus to the intro, simply do this:
e|-------|
B|-------|
G|-------|
D|--3----|
A|---2---|
E|----2--|
Intro:
e|---333---------222----------|---333---------222----------|
B|---000---------333----------|---000---------333----------|
G|---000---------222----2p0h2-|---000---------222----2p0h2-|
D|---000----0----000---0------|---000----0----000---0------|
A|---222---2-2-0-000--0-------|---222---2-2-0-000--0-------|
E|-3-333--3------000----------|-3-333--3------000----------|
e|---000---------333---------|-000----222----333-3-|
B|---111---------000---------|-222----333----000-0-|
G|---000----0----000---------|-222--2-222----000-0-|
D|---222---2-2-0-000----0----|-222--0-000--0-000-0-|
A|-3-333--3------222---2-2-0-|------0------2-222-2-|
E|---------------333--3------|-------------3-333-3-|
G C F-Got the Bob Dylan Blues, and the Bob Dylan shoes
C GAnd my clothes' and my hair's in a mess
CBut you know i just couldn't care less
C FGonna write me a song, bout what's right and what's wrong
C GBout' God and my girl and all that
CQuiet while I make like a cat
-Chorus I:
C F CCos' I'm a poet, Don't ya know it?
FAnd the wind.. ..You can blow it,
C GCos' I'm Mr. Dylan the King
CAnd I'm free as a bird on the wing
-Roam from town to town, guess I get people down,
But I don't care too much about that..
Cos' 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 I'll sing about war and the cold
-Chorus II:
C GCos' I'm a poet, Don't ya know it?
C FAnd the wind.. ..You can blow it,
C GCos' I'm Mr. Dylan the King
CAnd I'm free as a bird on the wing
-Intro
-Well I sings about dreams, and I rhymes it with seems,
Cos' it seems that my dream always means..
That I can prophesy all kinds of things
Well the guy that digs me, should try hard to see,
That he buys all my disks in a hat..
And when I'm in town go see that [strum C a few more times]
-Chorus II [strum lightly]
-Intro [fade to a light strum]
(oh, and sorry timmy, for doing a half-assed job the first time)
(..i made it up to you, no?)
love and peace.
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