Chords for The Lumineers - "Subterranean Homesick Blues" (Bob Dylan Cover) - Mountain Jam 2013

_ _ _ All right, this next song is by Bob Dylan.
This is a Bob [Cm] Dylan song. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ Johnny's in the basement.
Hold [N] up, before I begin, Sharon over here
is doing the sign language.
She's got a lot of signs worked out.
I say good luck to you, Sharon.
There's a lot of words in this song.
She's worked very hard.
Give her a round of applause here.
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[B] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Cm] _
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_ You ready? _ _ _ _
Johnny's in the basement mixing up the medicine.
I'm on the pavement thinking about the government.
Man in a trench coat, badge out, laid off.
Sissy's got a bad car, force her to get [C] paid off.
Look out, kid, something you did.
[Cm] God knows when, but you're doing it again.
You better duck down the alleyway.
Look at all [G] new, friend, a man in a crew skin cap and a [Cm] pink bed.
What's $11 bills?
You only got paid. _ _
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_ _ _ _ [C] Maggot comfy, foot face full of black soil.
Tuck it in the heat, put plants in the bed,
but bones capped anyway.
Maggie says the medicine, it must buzz early, mate.
Order some of the T.A.
Look out, kids, no matter what you're in.
Walk on your tiptoes, don't tie no bows.
Better stay away from those that carry around a [G] fire hose.
Get a clean nose and watch out for [C] blank clothes.
You don't need a weatherman, I know it's better [Cm] with clothes. _ _ _ _ _
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Oh, get sick, get well, hang around to eat well.
Hang there, order down if anything is gonna serve.
Try hard, get more, get back, ride fair.
Be careful, don't fail, don't hang on [Fm] to your fail.
Look out, kids, you're gonna get hit.
[Cm] A loser, a cheater, six-time loser.
Hangin' around the feeders, [G] a girl by the whirlpool.
Looking for a new crew, don't bother either.
What's up, kids? _ _ _ _
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[F] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
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_ _ _ We got a couple special guests, Justin Patton.
On the second drum right here.
_ Put your sign in police.
[Cm] On the second drum up there.
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[Cm] _ _ _ Oh, keep on, keep on, short pants.
Turn to dance, get dressed, get blessed.
Gotta be a success, please and please, sir.
Buy gifts, don't steal, don't live.
[C] 20 years of schooling, they put you on the dash.
[F] Look out, kids, you got it all [C] here.
Jump down a manhole, light yourself a candle.
Don't wear sandals and try to avoid a [G] scandal.
You don't wanna be a bum, you better [C] chew gum.
The pump don't work, cause the band don't stop that angle.
Yes!
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[C] _ _ [Em] Head in [Am] the sky, _ [G] it's all [Am] right.
I know [Em] nothing's wrong, _ [G] nothing.
I [Em] _ _ _ got [G] plenty of [Am] time.
_ _ _ The one you [C] can't repair.
_ _ But [F] I still love her, I don't [G] really [C] care. _ _ _ _ _