Chords for Bob Dylan - Workingman's Blues #2 (Official Audio)

_ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _
[A] There's an evening [E] haze, settling over [F#m] town, starlight by the [A] edge of the creek.
[D] The buying power [A] of the proletariat's gone [Bm] down, money's getting [E] shallow and weak.
[A] Well the place I love [E] best is the sweet memory [F#m] of the new path that [A] we trod.
[D] They say low wages are [A] reality, [Bm] if we want to compete [E] abroad.
My [A] cruel [E] weapons have been put on the [F#m] shelf, cops are down on [A] our knees.
[D] You are dearer to [A] me than myself, [Bm] as you yourself [A] can see.
While I'm listening to the [E] steel rails hum, [F#m] got both eyes [A] tight shut.
[D] Just sitting here trying [A] to keep the hunger from [Bm] creeping its way [E] into my gut.
[D] Meet me at the bottom, [A] don't like to [D] hide, bring me my boots [A] and shoes.
[D] You can hang back or fight your [A] best on the front line, [Bm] sing a little bit [B] of these walking black [A] blues. _ _ _ _ _ _
While I'm sailing on back [E] ready for the long haul, [F#m] tossed by the winds [A] and the seas.
I'll [D] drag them all down to hell [A] and I'll stand amid the world, [Bm] I'll sell them to their enemies.
[E] _
[A] I'm a tribe to feed [E] my soul with thought, [F#m] gonna sleep off the rest of [A] the day.
[D] Sometimes no [A] one wants what you got, [Bm] sometimes you can't get [E] it away.
[A] Now the place is rigged [E] with countless fools, [F#m] some of them maybe [A] never done.
[D] No man, [A] no woman knows, [Bm] they are what that's [E] all about.
[A] In the dark I hear [E] the night birds [F#m] call, I can feel the [A] lovers breath.
[D] I sleep in the kitchen [A] with my feet in the hall, [Bm] sleep is like a [E] temporary death.
[D] Meet me at the bottom, [A] don't like to hide, [D] bring me my boots and [A] shoes.
[D] You can hang back or fight [A] your best on the front [Bm] line, sing a little bit of these walking black [A] blues. _ _ _ _ _ _
Well they burned my [E] barn and they stole my [F#m] horse, I can't [A] save a dime.
[D] I've got to be [A] careful, I don't want to be lost [Bm] into a life of [E] continual crime.
I [A] can see for [F#] myself that the sun is [F#m] sinking, how I wish you would [A] get to see.
[D] Tell me now, [A] am I wrong in thinking [Bm] that you have forgotten [A]
me?
Now they worry and they [E] hurry and they fuss and they fret, [F#m] they waste your [A] nights and days.
[D] Them [A] I won't forget, [Bm] but you I'll remember [E] always.
[A] Older memories of [E] you to me have [F#m] come, you've wounded me [A] with your words.
[D] Gonna have to straighten [A] out your tongue, [Bm] it's all true, everything [E] you've heard.
[D] Meet me at the [A] bottom, don't like to [D] hide, bring me my [A] boots and shoes.
[D] You can hang back or [A] fight your best on the front [Bm] line, sing a little bit of these walking black [A] blues. _ _ _ _ _ _
And you my friend, [E] I find no [F#m] blame, on a lookin' [E] as blue.
_ [D] No [A] one can ever claim [Bm] that I took up [E] arms against you.
[A] All across the [E] peaceful sacred [F#m] fields, they will [A] lay you low.
[D] They'll break your [A] horns and slash you with [Bm] steel, I say it so, it [E] must be so.
[A] Now I'm down on my [E] luck, get a black and blue, [F#m] gonna give you another chance.
[D] I'm all alone, [A] I'm expecting you [Bm] to lead me off in a [B] cheerful dance.
[A] I got a brand new [E] suit and a brand new [F#m] wife, I can live on [A] rice and beans.
[D] Some people [A] never walk a day of their [Bm] life, don't know what work [E] even means.
[D] Well, meet me at the [A] bottom, don't like to [D] hide, bring me my [A] boots and shoes.
[D] You can hang back or [A] fight your best on the front [Bm] line, sing a little [E] bit of these walking [A] black blues. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [D] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _
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_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _