Chords for Song for Bob Dylan (2015 Remaster)
Tempo:
71.55 bpm
Chords used:
A
F#m
G#m
E
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G#m] [F#m]
[A] [G#m] [F#m]
[B] I [A] hear this Robert [G#m] Zimmerman [F#m] wrote a song for [E] you
[A] About a strange young [G#m] man called Dylan [F#m] With a voice like [E] sand and glue
[G#] His words had [C#m] truthful vengeance [B] They could pin [A] us to the floor
[F#m]
Brought a few [G#m] more people on And [A] put the fear in a whole [B] lot more
[A] Ah, here she comes, here she [D] comes, here she comes [A] again
The same old pained young lady [E] From the brow of a super brain
[F#m] She'll scratch this world to pieces [G] As she comes on like a friend
And [A] a couple of songs for the whole [E] shopper Said, well, whom again?
[A]
Gave your [G#m] heart to every bedside room At least [F#m] a picture on the wall
[A] And you sat behind a [G#m] million pair of eyes [F#m] And told them how they [E] saw
[G#] Then we [C#m] lost the train of thought [B] Your paintings are [A] all your own
[F#m] While troubles are [G#m] rising we'd rather be [A] scared
[B] Than cover them all
[A] Ah, here she comes, here she [D] comes, here she comes again
[A]
Same old pained lady [E] From the brow of a super brain
[F#m] She'll scratch this world to pieces [G] As she comes on like a friend
And [A] a couple of songs for the whole [E] shopper Could send her home again
[A] [G#m] [F#m] [E]
[A] [G#] [F#m]
[B] Now, I hear this [G#m] Robert Zimmerman Though I don't suppose who he [E] is
[A] Ask your good [G#m] friend Dylan If [F#m] he's a while down the old [E] street
[G#m] Tell him we [C#m] lost his poems [B] So we're writing on [A] the walls
[F#m] Give us [G#m] back our unity [A] Give us [B] back our family
[F#m] You're every [G#m] nation's refugee [A] Don't leave us [B] without sanity
[A] Ah, here she comes, here she [D] comes, here she comes [A] again
Same old pained lady [E] From the brow of a super brain
[F#m] She'll scratch this world to pieces [G] As she comes on like a friend
[A] But a couple of songs from your old [E] scrapbook Could send her home again
[G] Ah, a couple of songs from your old scrapbook Could send her [A] home again
Ah, here [D] she comes, here [A] she comes, here she [D] comes [A] again
[G#m] [F#m] [E] [A]
[G#m] [F#m] [B]
[E]
[A] [G#m] [F#m]
[B] I [A] hear this Robert [G#m] Zimmerman [F#m] wrote a song for [E] you
[A] About a strange young [G#m] man called Dylan [F#m] With a voice like [E] sand and glue
[G#] His words had [C#m] truthful vengeance [B] They could pin [A] us to the floor
[F#m]
Brought a few [G#m] more people on And [A] put the fear in a whole [B] lot more
[A] Ah, here she comes, here she [D] comes, here she comes [A] again
The same old pained young lady [E] From the brow of a super brain
[F#m] She'll scratch this world to pieces [G] As she comes on like a friend
And [A] a couple of songs for the whole [E] shopper Said, well, whom again?
[A]
Gave your [G#m] heart to every bedside room At least [F#m] a picture on the wall
[A] And you sat behind a [G#m] million pair of eyes [F#m] And told them how they [E] saw
[G#] Then we [C#m] lost the train of thought [B] Your paintings are [A] all your own
[F#m] While troubles are [G#m] rising we'd rather be [A] scared
[B] Than cover them all
[A] Ah, here she comes, here she [D] comes, here she comes again
[A]
Same old pained lady [E] From the brow of a super brain
[F#m] She'll scratch this world to pieces [G] As she comes on like a friend
And [A] a couple of songs for the whole [E] shopper Could send her home again
[A] [G#m] [F#m] [E]
[A] [G#] [F#m]
[B] Now, I hear this [G#m] Robert Zimmerman Though I don't suppose who he [E] is
[A] Ask your good [G#m] friend Dylan If [F#m] he's a while down the old [E] street
[G#m] Tell him we [C#m] lost his poems [B] So we're writing on [A] the walls
[F#m] Give us [G#m] back our unity [A] Give us [B] back our family
[F#m] You're every [G#m] nation's refugee [A] Don't leave us [B] without sanity
[A] Ah, here she comes, here she [D] comes, here she comes [A] again
Same old pained lady [E] From the brow of a super brain
[F#m] She'll scratch this world to pieces [G] As she comes on like a friend
[A] But a couple of songs from your old [E] scrapbook Could send her home again
[G] Ah, a couple of songs from your old scrapbook Could send her [A] home again
Ah, here [D] she comes, here [A] she comes, here she [D] comes [A] again
[G#m] [F#m] [E] [A]
[G#m] [F#m] [B]
[E]
Key:
A
F#m
G#m
E
B
A
F#m
G#m
_ _ [G#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [B] I _ _ [A] hear this Robert [G#m] Zimmerman [F#m] wrote a song for [E] you
[A] About a strange young [G#m] man called Dylan [F#m] With a voice like [E] sand and glue
[G#] His words had [C#m] truthful vengeance [B] They could pin [A] us to the floor
_ [F#m]
Brought a few [G#m] more people on And [A] put the fear in a whole [B] lot more
[A] Ah, here she comes, here she [D] comes, here she comes [A] again
The same old pained young lady [E] From the brow of a super brain
[F#m] She'll scratch this world to pieces [G] As she comes on like a friend
And [A] a couple of songs for the whole [E] shopper Said, well, whom again?
_ [A]
Gave your [G#m] heart to every bedside room At least [F#m] a picture on the wall
[A] And you sat behind a [G#m] million pair of eyes [F#m] And told them how they [E] saw _
[G#] Then we [C#m] lost the train of thought [B] Your paintings are [A] all your own
[F#m] While troubles are [G#m] rising we'd rather be [A] scared
[B] Than cover them all
[A] Ah, here she comes, here she [D] comes, here she comes again
[A] _
Same old pained lady [E] From the brow of a super brain
[F#m] She'll scratch this world to pieces [G] As she comes on like a friend
And [A] a couple of songs for the whole [E] shopper Could send her home again
[A] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [A] _ _ [G#] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ Now, I hear this [G#m] Robert Zimmerman Though I don't suppose who he [E] is
[A] Ask your good [G#m] friend Dylan If [F#m] he's a while down the old [E] street
[G#m] Tell him we [C#m] lost his poems [B] So we're writing on [A] the walls
[F#m] Give us [G#m] back our unity [A] Give us [B] back our family
[F#m] You're every [G#m] nation's refugee [A] Don't leave us [B] without _ sanity
[A] Ah, here she comes, here she [D] comes, here she comes [A] again
Same old pained lady [E] From the brow of a super brain _
[F#m] She'll scratch this world to pieces [G] As she comes on like a friend
[A] But a couple of songs from your old [E] scrapbook Could send her home again
[G] Ah, a couple of songs from your old scrapbook Could send her [A] home again
Ah, _ here [D] she comes, here [A] she comes, here she [D] comes _ [A] again _
[G#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _
[G#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [B] I _ _ [A] hear this Robert [G#m] Zimmerman [F#m] wrote a song for [E] you
[A] About a strange young [G#m] man called Dylan [F#m] With a voice like [E] sand and glue
[G#] His words had [C#m] truthful vengeance [B] They could pin [A] us to the floor
_ [F#m]
Brought a few [G#m] more people on And [A] put the fear in a whole [B] lot more
[A] Ah, here she comes, here she [D] comes, here she comes [A] again
The same old pained young lady [E] From the brow of a super brain
[F#m] She'll scratch this world to pieces [G] As she comes on like a friend
And [A] a couple of songs for the whole [E] shopper Said, well, whom again?
_ [A]
Gave your [G#m] heart to every bedside room At least [F#m] a picture on the wall
[A] And you sat behind a [G#m] million pair of eyes [F#m] And told them how they [E] saw _
[G#] Then we [C#m] lost the train of thought [B] Your paintings are [A] all your own
[F#m] While troubles are [G#m] rising we'd rather be [A] scared
[B] Than cover them all
[A] Ah, here she comes, here she [D] comes, here she comes again
[A] _
Same old pained lady [E] From the brow of a super brain
[F#m] She'll scratch this world to pieces [G] As she comes on like a friend
And [A] a couple of songs for the whole [E] shopper Could send her home again
[A] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [A] _ _ [G#] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ Now, I hear this [G#m] Robert Zimmerman Though I don't suppose who he [E] is
[A] Ask your good [G#m] friend Dylan If [F#m] he's a while down the old [E] street
[G#m] Tell him we [C#m] lost his poems [B] So we're writing on [A] the walls
[F#m] Give us [G#m] back our unity [A] Give us [B] back our family
[F#m] You're every [G#m] nation's refugee [A] Don't leave us [B] without _ sanity
[A] Ah, here she comes, here she [D] comes, here she comes [A] again
Same old pained lady [E] From the brow of a super brain _
[F#m] She'll scratch this world to pieces [G] As she comes on like a friend
[A] But a couple of songs from your old [E] scrapbook Could send her home again
[G] Ah, a couple of songs from your old scrapbook Could send her [A] home again
Ah, _ here [D] she comes, here [A] she comes, here she [D] comes _ [A] again _
[G#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _
[G#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _