Chords for Bob Dylan "Blind Willie McTell" 12 Jan 2012 Hollywood Palladium, In Honor Of Martin Scorsese
Tempo:
107.75 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
D
F
Eb
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Ladies and gentlemen, Olivia Harrison.
[B] [A] [B]
[A] [E] [B]
[N] Whether Martin Scorsese fits music to picture or picture to music, I cannot say.
But I knew he would understand that the core of George's story could be found in his music.
You have to be a tough guy to make those tough movies, but Marty's mastery of music also tells us he's a sensitive soul.
And it's why so many great musicians of our time have entrusted him with their legacies,
like the band The Rolling Stones, and of course this incomparable artist about to take this stage.
Marty once said this man was ageless because he keeps turning new corners, beating down new paths,
redefining himself and his art as he goes.
And the same is true of Marty.
Ladies and gentlemen, here to pay tribute to Martin Scorsese is Bob Dylan.
I see [Gm]
[Gm]
the [D] arrow [Gm] on the doorbell
Saying this [D] love is [G] condemned
All [Bb]
the way from New [C] Orleans [Eb] to New [F] Jerusalem
[Gm] Well I travel to [G] East Texas
[Dm] [Gm] Where many martyrs have fell
I can tell you [D] one thing [C]
nobody can say
[Eb] The blues [Dm] like Mount Willie might [Gm] tell
But I heard that [D] hootah [Gm] singing
As they were [D] taking down [Gm] the tent
The [D] stars above [C] them have the trees
[Eb] But this old red [Gm] onion
And all the charcoal tips and ladles
Can't strut their feathers well
I can tell you one [D] thing [C] nobody can say
[Eb] The blues like [F] Mount Willie might [Gm] tell
There's
[D] [Gm] [Dm]
[C] [Eb]
[F] [Gm]
a woman by the river
[D] [Gm] With some fine [D] young handsome [Gm]
man
He's dressed up like [F] a squire
[C] [Eb] Mood [F] like whiskey [Gm] in his hand
There's a chain [D] gang out [Gm] on the highway
You can hear them ruffles of yell
I can tell you [D] one thing [F] nobody [C] can say
[Eb] The blues like [F] Mount Willie might [Gm] tell
[Dm]
[Eb] [F] [Gm]
[D] God resists [Gm] heaven
And we all [D] want [Gm] what's [G] his
But power [D] and greed [F] and corrupt old [C] state
[Eb]
Seem to be [F] all that [Gm] there is
I'm gazing [D] [Gm] out the window
Of the St.
[D] James [Gm]
Hotel
I can tell you [D] one thing [F]
nobody [C] can say
The blues [F] like Mount Willie [Gm] might tell
[D] [Gm]
[Bb] [Cm] [Eb]
[F] [Gm]
[D] [Gm] [D] [Gm]
[Eb] [F]
[Eb]
[Gm]
[N]
Give it up for Bob Dylan, everyone!
[B] [A] [B]
[A] [E] [B]
[N] Whether Martin Scorsese fits music to picture or picture to music, I cannot say.
But I knew he would understand that the core of George's story could be found in his music.
You have to be a tough guy to make those tough movies, but Marty's mastery of music also tells us he's a sensitive soul.
And it's why so many great musicians of our time have entrusted him with their legacies,
like the band The Rolling Stones, and of course this incomparable artist about to take this stage.
Marty once said this man was ageless because he keeps turning new corners, beating down new paths,
redefining himself and his art as he goes.
And the same is true of Marty.
Ladies and gentlemen, here to pay tribute to Martin Scorsese is Bob Dylan.
I see [Gm]
[Gm]
the [D] arrow [Gm] on the doorbell
Saying this [D] love is [G] condemned
All [Bb]
the way from New [C] Orleans [Eb] to New [F] Jerusalem
[Gm] Well I travel to [G] East Texas
[Dm] [Gm] Where many martyrs have fell
I can tell you [D] one thing [C]
nobody can say
[Eb] The blues [Dm] like Mount Willie might [Gm] tell
But I heard that [D] hootah [Gm] singing
As they were [D] taking down [Gm] the tent
The [D] stars above [C] them have the trees
[Eb] But this old red [Gm] onion
And all the charcoal tips and ladles
Can't strut their feathers well
I can tell you one [D] thing [C] nobody can say
[Eb] The blues like [F] Mount Willie might [Gm] tell
There's
[D] [Gm] [Dm]
[C] [Eb]
[F] [Gm]
a woman by the river
[D] [Gm] With some fine [D] young handsome [Gm]
man
He's dressed up like [F] a squire
[C] [Eb] Mood [F] like whiskey [Gm] in his hand
There's a chain [D] gang out [Gm] on the highway
You can hear them ruffles of yell
I can tell you [D] one thing [F] nobody [C] can say
[Eb] The blues like [F] Mount Willie might [Gm] tell
[Dm]
[Eb] [F] [Gm]
[D] God resists [Gm] heaven
And we all [D] want [Gm] what's [G] his
But power [D] and greed [F] and corrupt old [C] state
[Eb]
Seem to be [F] all that [Gm] there is
I'm gazing [D] [Gm] out the window
Of the St.
[D] James [Gm]
Hotel
I can tell you [D] one thing [F]
nobody [C] can say
The blues [F] like Mount Willie [Gm] might tell
[D] [Gm]
[Bb] [Cm] [Eb]
[F] [Gm]
[D] [Gm] [D] [Gm]
[Eb] [F]
[Eb]
[Gm]
[N]
Give it up for Bob Dylan, everyone!
Key:
Gm
D
F
Eb
C
Gm
D
F
_ Ladies and gentlemen, Olivia Harrison.
_ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _
[N] Whether Martin Scorsese fits music to picture or picture to music, I cannot say.
But I knew he would understand that the core of George's story could be found in his music.
You have to be a tough guy to make those tough movies, but Marty's mastery of music also tells us he's a sensitive soul.
And it's why so many great musicians of our time have entrusted him with their legacies,
like the band The Rolling Stones, and of course this incomparable artist about to take this stage.
Marty once said this man was ageless because he keeps turning new corners, beating down new paths,
redefining himself and his art as he goes.
And the same is true of Marty.
Ladies and gentlemen, here to pay tribute to Martin Scorsese is Bob Dylan.
I _ see _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
the [D] arrow [Gm] on the doorbell
Saying this [D] love is [G] condemned
_ All [Bb]
the way _ from New [C] Orleans [Eb] to New [F] Jerusalem
[Gm] _ Well _ _ _ _ I travel _ to [G] East Texas
[Dm] _ _ [Gm] Where many martyrs have fell
I can tell you [D] one thing _ [C]
nobody can say
[Eb] The blues [Dm] like Mount Willie might [Gm] tell
_ But _ _ _ I heard that [D] hootah _ [Gm] singing
_ As they were [D] taking down [Gm] the tent
_ The [D] stars above [C] them have the trees
[Eb] But this old red [Gm] onion
_ _ And _ _ all the charcoal tips and ladles
_ Can't strut their feathers well
I _ can tell you one [D] thing _ [C] nobody can say
[Eb] The blues like [F] Mount Willie might [Gm] tell
_ There's _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Eb] _
_ [F] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ a woman by the river
[D] [Gm] With some fine [D] young handsome [Gm]
man
_ He's dressed up like [F] a squire
[C] _ _ [Eb] Mood [F] like whiskey [Gm] in his hand
_ _ _ There's a chain [D] gang out [Gm] on the highway
_ You can hear them ruffles of yell
_ I can tell you [D] one thing [F] nobody [C] can say
[Eb] The blues like [F] Mount Willie might [Gm] tell _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] God resists [Gm] heaven
_ And we all [D] want [Gm] what's [G] his
But power [D] and greed [F] and corrupt old [C] state
[Eb]
Seem to be [F] all that [Gm] there is _ _
_ _ I'm gazing [D] _ [Gm] out the window
_ Of the St.
[D] James _ [Gm]
Hotel
_ I can tell you [D] one thing [F]
nobody [C] can say
The blues [F] like Mount Willie [Gm] might tell _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Eb] _
_ [F] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [D] _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Give it up for Bob Dylan, everyone! _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _
[N] Whether Martin Scorsese fits music to picture or picture to music, I cannot say.
But I knew he would understand that the core of George's story could be found in his music.
You have to be a tough guy to make those tough movies, but Marty's mastery of music also tells us he's a sensitive soul.
And it's why so many great musicians of our time have entrusted him with their legacies,
like the band The Rolling Stones, and of course this incomparable artist about to take this stage.
Marty once said this man was ageless because he keeps turning new corners, beating down new paths,
redefining himself and his art as he goes.
And the same is true of Marty.
Ladies and gentlemen, here to pay tribute to Martin Scorsese is Bob Dylan.
I _ see _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
the [D] arrow [Gm] on the doorbell
Saying this [D] love is [G] condemned
_ All [Bb]
the way _ from New [C] Orleans [Eb] to New [F] Jerusalem
[Gm] _ Well _ _ _ _ I travel _ to [G] East Texas
[Dm] _ _ [Gm] Where many martyrs have fell
I can tell you [D] one thing _ [C]
nobody can say
[Eb] The blues [Dm] like Mount Willie might [Gm] tell
_ But _ _ _ I heard that [D] hootah _ [Gm] singing
_ As they were [D] taking down [Gm] the tent
_ The [D] stars above [C] them have the trees
[Eb] But this old red [Gm] onion
_ _ And _ _ all the charcoal tips and ladles
_ Can't strut their feathers well
I _ can tell you one [D] thing _ [C] nobody can say
[Eb] The blues like [F] Mount Willie might [Gm] tell
_ There's _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Eb] _
_ [F] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ a woman by the river
[D] [Gm] With some fine [D] young handsome [Gm]
man
_ He's dressed up like [F] a squire
[C] _ _ [Eb] Mood [F] like whiskey [Gm] in his hand
_ _ _ There's a chain [D] gang out [Gm] on the highway
_ You can hear them ruffles of yell
_ I can tell you [D] one thing [F] nobody [C] can say
[Eb] The blues like [F] Mount Willie might [Gm] tell _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] God resists [Gm] heaven
_ And we all [D] want [Gm] what's [G] his
But power [D] and greed [F] and corrupt old [C] state
[Eb]
Seem to be [F] all that [Gm] there is _ _
_ _ I'm gazing [D] _ [Gm] out the window
_ Of the St.
[D] James _ [Gm]
Hotel
_ I can tell you [D] one thing [F]
nobody [C] can say
The blues [F] like Mount Willie [Gm] might tell _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Eb] _
_ [F] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [D] _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Give it up for Bob Dylan, everyone! _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _