Chords for Bob Dylan - Every Grain of Sand (Rehearsal) (Official Audio)
Tempo:
60.35 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Db
Eb
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Ab]
In the time of [Fm] my confession, [Ab] in the hour of my [Db] deepest need,
[Ab] In the pool of [Fm] tears beneath my feet, [Eb] flood every newborn sea.
[Ab] And the dying voice [Db] within [Ab] me [Db] reaching out somewhere,
[Ab] Toiling [Db] in the danger [Eb] and in the morals of despair,
Don't have the inclination [Ab] to look back [Eb] on any mistake.
Why can't I behold this chain [Ab] of events [Eb] that I must [Db] break?
[Ab] In the fury [Db] of the moment, [Ab] I can see [Db] the master's hand,
[Ab] In [Db] every leaf that trembles, [Eb] in [Ab] every grain of sand.
Oh, the flowers [Db] of indulgence [Ab] and the [Db] weeds of yesteryear,
[Ab] Like [Db] criminals they have choked [Eb] the breath [Ab] of [Eb] conscience and good cheer.
[Ab] And the sun [Db] beat down upon the [Ab] steps of time [Fm] to light the way,
[Ab] To [Db] ease the pain of [Eb] idleness and the memory [Eb] of decay.
I gaze into the doorway [Ab] of [Eb] temptation's angry flame,
And every time I pass that [Ab] way, I [Eb] always hear [Db] my name.
[Ab] And [Db] onward in my journey, [Ab] I [Db] come to understand,
[Ab] That [Fm] every hair is numbered [Eb] like [Ab] every grain of sand.
I have gone from rags [Db] to riches [Ab] in the [Db] sorrow of the night,
[Ab] In the violence [Fm] of a summer's dream, [Eb] in the chill of a wintery night,
[Ab] In the bitter [Db] dance of loneliness [Ab] fading [Db] into space,
[Ab] In the broken [Db] mirror of innocence [Eb] on each forgotten face.
I hear the aging footsteps [Ab] like the motion [Eb] of the sea,
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, [Ab] at times it's [Eb] only [Db] me.
[Ab] I'm hanging in [Db] the balance [Ab] of a perfect [Db] finished [Ab] plan,
Like every [Db] sparrow falling, [Eb] like every [Ab] grain of sand.
[Db] [Ab] [Db] [Ab]
[Db] [Eb] [Ab]
[Db] [Ab] [Db] [Ab]
[Db] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] [Db] [Ab]
[Db] [Ab] [Db] [Ab]
[Db] [Eb] [Ab]
In the time of [Fm] my confession, [Ab] in the hour of my [Db] deepest need,
[Ab] In the pool of [Fm] tears beneath my feet, [Eb] flood every newborn sea.
[Ab] And the dying voice [Db] within [Ab] me [Db] reaching out somewhere,
[Ab] Toiling [Db] in the danger [Eb] and in the morals of despair,
Don't have the inclination [Ab] to look back [Eb] on any mistake.
Why can't I behold this chain [Ab] of events [Eb] that I must [Db] break?
[Ab] In the fury [Db] of the moment, [Ab] I can see [Db] the master's hand,
[Ab] In [Db] every leaf that trembles, [Eb] in [Ab] every grain of sand.
Oh, the flowers [Db] of indulgence [Ab] and the [Db] weeds of yesteryear,
[Ab] Like [Db] criminals they have choked [Eb] the breath [Ab] of [Eb] conscience and good cheer.
[Ab] And the sun [Db] beat down upon the [Ab] steps of time [Fm] to light the way,
[Ab] To [Db] ease the pain of [Eb] idleness and the memory [Eb] of decay.
I gaze into the doorway [Ab] of [Eb] temptation's angry flame,
And every time I pass that [Ab] way, I [Eb] always hear [Db] my name.
[Ab] And [Db] onward in my journey, [Ab] I [Db] come to understand,
[Ab] That [Fm] every hair is numbered [Eb] like [Ab] every grain of sand.
I have gone from rags [Db] to riches [Ab] in the [Db] sorrow of the night,
[Ab] In the violence [Fm] of a summer's dream, [Eb] in the chill of a wintery night,
[Ab] In the bitter [Db] dance of loneliness [Ab] fading [Db] into space,
[Ab] In the broken [Db] mirror of innocence [Eb] on each forgotten face.
I hear the aging footsteps [Ab] like the motion [Eb] of the sea,
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, [Ab] at times it's [Eb] only [Db] me.
[Ab] I'm hanging in [Db] the balance [Ab] of a perfect [Db] finished [Ab] plan,
Like every [Db] sparrow falling, [Eb] like every [Ab] grain of sand.
[Db] [Ab] [Db] [Ab]
[Db] [Eb] [Ab]
[Db] [Ab] [Db] [Ab]
[Db] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] [Db] [Ab]
[Db] [Ab] [Db] [Ab]
[Db] [Eb] [Ab]
Key:
Ab
Db
Eb
Fm
Ab
Db
Eb
Fm
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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In the time of [Fm] my confession, [Ab] in the hour of my [Db] deepest need,
[Ab] In the pool of [Fm] tears beneath my feet, [Eb] flood every newborn sea.
[Ab] And the dying voice [Db] within [Ab] me [Db] reaching out somewhere,
[Ab] Toiling [Db] in the danger [Eb] and in the morals of despair,
Don't have the inclination [Ab] to look back [Eb] on any mistake.
Why can't I behold this chain [Ab] of events [Eb] that I must [Db] break?
[Ab] In the fury [Db] of the moment, [Ab] I can see [Db] the master's hand,
[Ab] In [Db] every leaf that trembles, [Eb] in [Ab] every grain of sand.
_ _ _ _ _ Oh, the flowers [Db] of indulgence [Ab] and the [Db] weeds of yesteryear,
[Ab] Like [Db] criminals they have choked [Eb] the breath [Ab] of [Eb] conscience and good cheer.
[Ab] And the sun [Db] beat down upon the [Ab] steps of time [Fm] to light the way,
[Ab] To [Db] ease the pain of [Eb] idleness and the memory [Eb] of decay.
I gaze into the doorway [Ab] of [Eb] temptation's angry flame,
And every time I pass that [Ab] way, I [Eb] always hear [Db] my name.
[Ab] And [Db] onward in my journey, [Ab] I [Db] come to understand,
[Ab] That [Fm] every hair is numbered [Eb] like [Ab] every grain of sand. _ _
_ _ _ _ I have gone from rags [Db] to riches [Ab] in the [Db] sorrow of the night,
[Ab] In the violence [Fm] of a summer's dream, [Eb] in the chill of a wintery night,
[Ab] In the bitter [Db] dance of loneliness [Ab] fading [Db] into space,
[Ab] In the broken [Db] mirror of innocence [Eb] on each forgotten face.
I hear the aging footsteps [Ab] like the motion [Eb] of the sea,
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, [Ab] at times it's [Eb] only [Db] me.
[Ab] I'm hanging in [Db] the balance [Ab] of a perfect [Db] finished [Ab] plan,
Like every [Db] sparrow falling, [Eb] like every [Ab] grain of sand. _ _ _ _
[Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Db] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Db] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ [Db] _ [Ab] _ _
_ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Db] _ [Ab] _ _
_ [Db] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
In the time of [Fm] my confession, [Ab] in the hour of my [Db] deepest need,
[Ab] In the pool of [Fm] tears beneath my feet, [Eb] flood every newborn sea.
[Ab] And the dying voice [Db] within [Ab] me [Db] reaching out somewhere,
[Ab] Toiling [Db] in the danger [Eb] and in the morals of despair,
Don't have the inclination [Ab] to look back [Eb] on any mistake.
Why can't I behold this chain [Ab] of events [Eb] that I must [Db] break?
[Ab] In the fury [Db] of the moment, [Ab] I can see [Db] the master's hand,
[Ab] In [Db] every leaf that trembles, [Eb] in [Ab] every grain of sand.
_ _ _ _ _ Oh, the flowers [Db] of indulgence [Ab] and the [Db] weeds of yesteryear,
[Ab] Like [Db] criminals they have choked [Eb] the breath [Ab] of [Eb] conscience and good cheer.
[Ab] And the sun [Db] beat down upon the [Ab] steps of time [Fm] to light the way,
[Ab] To [Db] ease the pain of [Eb] idleness and the memory [Eb] of decay.
I gaze into the doorway [Ab] of [Eb] temptation's angry flame,
And every time I pass that [Ab] way, I [Eb] always hear [Db] my name.
[Ab] And [Db] onward in my journey, [Ab] I [Db] come to understand,
[Ab] That [Fm] every hair is numbered [Eb] like [Ab] every grain of sand. _ _
_ _ _ _ I have gone from rags [Db] to riches [Ab] in the [Db] sorrow of the night,
[Ab] In the violence [Fm] of a summer's dream, [Eb] in the chill of a wintery night,
[Ab] In the bitter [Db] dance of loneliness [Ab] fading [Db] into space,
[Ab] In the broken [Db] mirror of innocence [Eb] on each forgotten face.
I hear the aging footsteps [Ab] like the motion [Eb] of the sea,
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, [Ab] at times it's [Eb] only [Db] me.
[Ab] I'm hanging in [Db] the balance [Ab] of a perfect [Db] finished [Ab] plan,
Like every [Db] sparrow falling, [Eb] like every [Ab] grain of sand. _ _ _ _
[Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Db] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Db] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
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