Chords for Bob Dylan: Mr. Tambourine Man: as you've never heard it

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_ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] I asked for my hand, _ _ [G] but I could [C] not feel this [F] hand, but still I'm sleeping.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] My weariness [G] _ amazes me, [C] I'm bound in all [F] my fears.
_ I have no one to meet.
_ _ When the ancient tempest speaks, it never [G] _
came [C] back.
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Ain't this the temple, lead [C] my prayers home for [F] me.
I'm [C] not sleeping in [F] this lonely sand dunk hill. _ _ _ _ _
Ain't this the temple, lead [C] my prayers home for me.
_ [D] In the dimly lit _ morning light, [G] I'm following you.
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_ [F] _ _ And the only thing _ on [C] your mind, it's following [F] me.
My [C] _ senses have been _
_ _ [C] scrutinized.
And even [F] the great _ _ Michael's do not [C] step away from _ my focus in [G] their _ wanderlust. _ _
_ [Fm] I don't [G] feel the rain, but [C] I'm ready for the day.
_ Into my [F] river bank, _ [C] has no gaps to [F] fill my way.
I [G] promise to go after there.
_ _ _ Ain't [G] this the temple, lead [C] my prayers home [F] for me.
I'm [C] not sleeping [F] in this lonely [G] sand dunk hill. _ _
_ _ [F] _ Ain't [G] this the temple, [C] lead my prayers [F] home for me.
In the [C] _ deep and [F] dangerous _ ocean, [G] I'm coming back _ [C] _
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_ _ _ _ [F] In the deep [G] and sharp desert, there's [C] a slumbering, a _
[F] _ _ [C] mother foggy. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ The fools that lead you there, they're all your parents.
And it's found, [C] with the wind [F] beneath, _ [C] _ 500 percent.
[F] The child fades, [G] his son gone.
_ _ [F] _ Destiny's [G] beneath the young man's garden, [C] what they really [F] bring.
_ _ [C] Sitting there, by the sea side, [C] gone by, [F] took the stag with all of them.
But it's a _ [C] good excuse [F] to wait, when [C] you forget about [F] today.
Forget [G] about _ [G] _ today.
_ _ [F] _ _ Ain't this the temple, lead [C] my prayers home [F] for me.
I'm not [C] _ sleeping [F] in this lonely [G] sand dunk hill. _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ Ain't this [G] the temple, [C] lead my prayers home for [F] me.
In the [C] deep and dangerous [F] ocean, _ I'm [G] coming back again. _ _ _
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