Chords for Bob Dylan - Idiot Wind (Official Audio)

[Cm] _ Someone's got it in for [D] me, implanting stories in [G] the press.
_ _ [Cm] Whoever it is, I wish they'd cut it out [D] quick, for when they will, I can [G] only guess.
[Em] They say I shot a [Bm] man named Gray, [Am] and took his [G] wife to Italy.
[Em] She earned [Bm] half of a million bucks, [Am] and when she [G] died, it came to me.
I've been [Bm] helping, if [C] I'm lucky. _ _ _
[Cm] People see me all the time, [D] and they just can't remember [G] how to act.
_ [Cm] Their minds are filled with big ideas, [D] images, and [G] distorted facts. _
[Em] Even you, [Bm] yesterday, [Am] you had to ask [G] me where it was [Em] at.
I couldn't [Bm] believe, after all these [C] years, you didn't know [G] me any better than [Bm] that.
Sweet [C] lady,
_ [Am] _ [G] _
Yeti, you're weird.
[C] Blowing every time, [G] _ _
_ _ [C] blowing down [Am] those heads sound.
_ _ _ [G] Yeti, you're weird.
_ [C]
Blowing every time your [G] mouth's a _ -teeth.
You're an [C] Yeti, babe.
[D] It's a wonder that you still know [G] how to breathe.
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ [Cm] I ran into the fortune teller, [D] who said, beware of lightning, let [G] night strike.
_ _ [Cm] I haven't known peace and quiet [D] for so long, I can't remember what it's [G] like.
_ _ [Em] There's a lone soldier [Bm] on the cross, [Am] a smoke-pouring out [G] of a boxcar door.
[Em] You didn't know [Bm] it, yet you think it could be [Am] done, in the final end, [G] he won the war.
[Bm] After losing [C] every battle,
_ _ [Cm] I woke up on the roadside, [D] daydreaming about the way things [G] sometimes are. _
_ [Cm] Visions of your chestnut mare [D] shoot through my head, and are making me see [G] stars.
_ _ [Em] You heard the words, [Bm] that I'm the best, [Am] and cover up [G] the truth with lies.
[Em] One day you'll be [Bm] in the ditch, [Am] flies buzzing [G] around your ass, [Bm] blood on [C] your saddle.
_ _ [G] _ Yeti, you're weird.
_ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] Tomb, _ _ [C]
blowing through the curtains in [D] your [Am] room.
_ _ [G] _
Yeti, you're weird.
[C] Blowing every time you [G] move your teeth.
You're weenie, [C] yeti, and babe, [Bm] it's a wonder [D] that you still know [G] how to breathe.
[C] _ _ [G] _
_ [C] _ [Cm] It was gravity which pulled us down, [D] and destiny which broke [G] us apart.
_ [Cm] You tamed the wound in my cage, [D] but it just wasn't enough to change my [G] heart.
_ _ [Em] Now everything's [Bm] a little [Em] upside down, [Am] as a matter of fact the [G] wheels have stopped.
[Em] What's good is bad, [Bm] what's bad is good, [Am] you'll find out when [G] you reach the top, [Bm] you're on [Am] the bottom.
I _ [Cm] noticed at this ceremony, [D] your corrupt ways had finally made you [G] blind.
_ [Cm] I can't remember your face anymore, [D] your mouth has changed, your eyes don't look [G] the same. _
[Em] The priest wore black [Bm] on the seventh day, [Am] and sat stone-faced [G] while I built him.
[Em] I waited for you [Bm] on the running boat, [Am] near the cypress tree while [G] the springtime turned.
[Bm] _ [C] Slowly through autumn, [G] _
yeti and wind.
[C] Blowing like a sucker to wrap [G] my skull, _ [C] from the Grand Coulee Dam to the [D] Capitol.
[Am] _ _ _ [G] _ Yeti and wind, [C]
blowing every time you [G] move your teeth.
You're an [C] yeti, babe, [D] it's a wonder that you still know how [G] to breathe.
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I can't feel you anymore, [D] I can't even touch the [G] books you've read.
_ _ [Cm] Every time I crawl past your [D] door, I've been wishing I'd been somebody [G] else instead.
_ _ [Em]
Down the [Bm] highway, down the [Am] tracks, down the [G] road to ecstasy.
[Em] I followed [Bm] you beneath the [Am] stars, haunted by [G] your memory, [Bm] and all [C] your rage and glory.
_ [Cm] I've been double-crossed now [D] for the very last time, and now I'm [G] finally free. _
[Cm] I kiss goodbye the howling beast [D] on the borderline which separated you [G] from me.
_ [Em] You'll never know [Bm] the hurt I suffered, [Am] nor the pain I [G] rise above.
[Em] And I'll never know [Bm] the same about you, [Am] your holiness, or [G] your kind of love.
[Bm] And it makes me feel [C] so sorry.
_ _ [G] Yeti and wind, [C] blowing through the buttons of [G] our coats.
_ [C] Blowing through the letters that [D] we wrote.
_ _ [G] _ _
Yeti and wind, [C] blowing through the dust upon [G] our shelves.
We're [C] yetis, babe, [D] it's a wonder we can't even feed [G] ourselves. _ _ _
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