Chords for JOAN BAEZ: Winds of the Old Days. Her composition about Dylan's 70's return to the stage.

This little song they explain how I felt about Bob Dylan's return to sing to us.
It's called winds of the [B] old days
_ _ [E] _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ Ladies [C#m] adrift in a foreign land _ _ _ _
[F#] Singing on issues [B]
both humble and [C#m] grand _ [B]
a decade flew past [C#m] her and there on the page _ _ _
[F#] She read that the prince [B] had returned to the stage
[E] _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ Covering nutritious [C#m] water _ _ _ _ _
[F#] Friends are [B] drifting and caught her
[E] _ _ [B] _
_ _ Unguarded _ [C#m] fantasies flying too _ _ [F#] far _ memories [B] tumbling like sweets from a [E] jar
[B] _
_ _ _ _ And _ take me to _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ the summer [G#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D#] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
[G#] _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ breath _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] doesn't take much [B] to remember
_ [E] _ _ [B] _
Those eloquent _ [C#m] songs from the good old days _
[F#] That set us to marching [B] _
banners of [E] late
[B] _
_ _ _ _ But reporters, there's no [C#m] sense in crying _ _ _
[F#] Our blue-eyed sons [B] been denying _ _ _
The truths that are wrapped in [C#m] a mystery
_ _ _ [F#] _
_ Sixties are over [B] so set him free
[E] _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D#] _
_ _ _ [D#m] _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [G#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ The
Autumnal _ _ judge [F#] years of self _ [B]-righteousness will not [E] budge
_ [B] _
_ Singers a very [C#m]
close is to choose
_ [F#]
Which of us knows what [B] was his to lose?
[E] _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ [D#m] They're made of _ stone
[G#] _
_ Saviors a nuisance [C#] to live with at home _ _ _
Stars often fall [D#m]
heroes go _ unsung [G#] and _ martyrs most certainly [C#]
die too young _ _
_ _ _ _ So, thank you
_ _ [D#] _
[D#m] _ _ Thank _ [G#] _
you for [C#] writing a few wrongs
_ _ You're a savage gift [D#m] on a wayward bus
_ _ [G#] But you step down and you [C#]
sang to us _ _ _
And _ _ _ get _ _ _ _ [D#] _
_ [D#m] _ _ _ _ [G#] _
_ _ _ rapes [A#m] are gone from the bow [F]
go
_ _ [G] _ _ [D#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _