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{t:Blowin' in the wind}
{st:Bob Dylan}
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{c:Capo:2}
H[C]ow many r[F]oads must a m[C]an walk down,
before you can c[F]all him a m[C]an?
How many s[F]eas must a wh[C]ite dove sail,
before she sl[Dm]eeps in the s[G7]and?
Yes, and h[C]ow many t[F]imes must the c[C]annon balls fly,
before they're for[F]ever b[C]anned?
The [Dm]answer, my fr[G7]iend, is bl[C]owin' in the w[Am]ind
the [F]answer is bl[G7]owing in the w[C]ind.
Yes, and how many t[F]imes must a m[C]an look up,
before he can s[F]ee in the sk[C]y?
Yes, and how many [F]ears must [C]one man have,
before he can h[Dm]ear people cr[G7]y?
Yes, and h[C]ow many d[F]eaths will it t[C]ake 'til he knows
that too many p[F]eople have d[C]ied?
The [Dm]answer, my fr[G7]iend, is bl[C]owin' in the w[Am]ind
the [F]answer is bl[G7]owing in the w[C]ind
Yes, and how many y[F]ears can a m[C]ountain exist,
before it's w[F]ashed to the s[C]ea?
Yes, and how many y[F]ears can some p[C]eople exist,
before they're all[Dm]owed to be fr[G7]ee?
Yes, and h[C]ow many t[F]imes can a m[C]an turn his head,
pretending he j[F]ust doesn't s[C]ee?
The [Dm]answer, my fr[G7]iend, is bl[C]owin' in the w[Am]ind,
the [F]answer is bl[G7]owing in the w[C]ind

{t:Hurricane}
{st:Bob Dylan}
[Am] [F] [Am] [F]
[Am]Pistol shots ring out in the bar[F]room night
[Am]enter Patty Valentine from the [F]upper hall
[Am]She sees the bartender in a [F]pool of blood
[Am]Cries out "My God they killed [F]them all!"
[C]Here comes the story of the [F]Hurricane,
[C]The man the authorities cam[F]e to blame
[Dm]for something that he never [C]done
[Dm]Put in a prison cell but [C]one time
[Em]he could have been[Am] the [F]champion of the worl[C]d [G] [Am] [F] [Am] [F]
Three bodied lying there does Patty see
and another man named Bello moving mysteriously
"I didn't do it" he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbin the register, I hope you understand
I saw them leavin," he says and he stops
One of us had better call the cops
so Patty calls the cops
and they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin
in the hot New Jersey night
Meanwhile somewhere in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around
number one contender for the middleweight crown
had no idea what kind of shit was about to go down
when a cop pulled him over on the side of the road
just like the time before and the time before that
in Paterson that just the ways things go
If you black you might as well not show up on the streets
Less you wanna draw the heat
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin around
He said "I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out of state plates"
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said "Wait a minute boys, this one's not dead"
so they took him to the infirmary
and although this man could hardly see
they told him that he could identify the guilty men
Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in
Take him to the hospital and bring him upstairs
the wounded man looks up though his one dying eye
says "why'd you bring him here for? he ain't the guy!"
Yes, here the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
for something that he never done
put in a prison cell but one time he could've been
the champion of the world
Four months later the ghetto's in flame
Rubin's in South America fightin for his name
while Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
and the cops are puttin the screw to him looking for somebody to blame
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might have been that fighter that you saw running that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white"
Arthur Dexter Bradley said "I'm really not sure"
Cops said "A poor boy like you could really use a break
We got you for the motel job and were talking to your friend Bello
Now you don't want to ave to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
You'll be doin' society a favor
That son of a bitch is brave and getting braver
We want to put his ass in the stir
We want to pin this trip murder on him
He ain't ne Gentleman Jim"
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
he never did like to talk about it all that much
It's my work he'd say, I do it for pay
and when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
and ride a horse along a trail
but then they took him to the jail house
where they try to make a man into a mouse
All of Rubin's card were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
the judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
to the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
but to the black folks he was a crazy nigger
no one doubted that he pulled the trigger
and though they could not produce the gun
the D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
the crime was murder "one", guess who testified?
and the newspapers all went along for the ride
how can the life of such a man
be in the palm of some fool's hand?
to see him obviously framed
couldn't help but be ashamed to live in a land
where justice is a game
Now all the criminal in their coats and their ties
are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
while Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten foot cell
and innocent man in a living hell
that's the story of the Hurricane
but it won't be over till they clear him name
and give him back the time he's done
put in a prison cell but one time he could've been
the champion of the world.

Isis, words by Bob Dylan & Jacques Levy
music by Bob Dylan
Bb Ab Eb Bb
I married Isis on the fifth day of May
Ab Eb Bb
But I could not hold on to her very long
Ab Eb Bb
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away
Ab Eb Bb
For the wild unkown country where I could not go wrong
I came to a high place of darkness and light
The dividing line ran through the centre of town
So I hitched up my pony to a post on the right
Went into a laundry to wash my clothes down
A man in the corner approached me for a match
I knew right away he was not ordinary
He said "Are you lookin' for something easy to catch?"
I said "I ain't got no money",He said "That ain't necessary".
We set out that night for the cold in the North.
I gave him my blanket, he gave me his word
I said, "Where are we goin'?" He said we'd be back by the fourth.
I said "That's the best news I ever heard."
I was thhinking about diamonds and the worlds biggest necklace.
As we rode through the canyons, through the devilish cold,
I was thinking about Isis, how sh thought I was so reckless.
How she told me that one day we'd meet up again,
And thing would be different the next time we wed.
If I only hang on and just be her friend.
I still can't remember all the best things she said.
We came to the pyramids all embedde in ice.
He said "There's a body I'm trying to find,
If I carry it out it'll fetch a good price."
Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind.
The wind it was howling and the snow was outrageous.
We chopped throught he night and we chopped throught he dawn.
When he died I was hopong that it wasn't contagious,
But I made up my mind that I had to go on.
I broke into the tomb but the casket was empty
There were no jewels no nothing, I felt I'd been had.
When I saw that my partner was just being friendly,
When I took up his offer I must-a been mad
I picked up his body and I dragged it inside,
Threw down into the hole and I put back the cover.
I said a quick prayer and I felt satified
Then I rode back to Isis just to tell her I love her.
She was there in the meadow where the creek used to rise.
Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed.
I came in from the East with the sun in my eyes.
I cursed one time then rode on ahead.
She said "Where ya been?" I said "No place special."
She said "You look different." I said "Well I guess."
She said "You been gone." I said "That's only natural."
She said "You gonna stay." I said "Well if you want me to yes."
Isis oh Isis you're a mystical child
What drives me to you is what drives me insane
I still can remember the way that you smiled
On the fifth day of May in the drizziling rain.

{t:Knocking on heaven's door}
{st:Bob Dylan}

[G]Mama take [D]this badge from [Am]me
[G]'Cause I can't use[D] it any[C]more
[G]It's getting dark,[D] too dark to [Am]see
[G]feels like I'm [D]knocking on heaven's [C]door
[C]hay hay - hay hay hay
[G]knock, knock, [D]knocking on heaven's [C]door
knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
knock, knock, knocking on heaven's do-o-or
Mama put those guns to the ground
'Cause I can't shoot them anymore
That cold black cloud is comin' down
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
hay hay - hay hay hay
knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
knock, knock, knocking on heaven's do-o-or.

{t:Mr Tambourine Man}
{st:Bob Dylan}
[C]Hey, Mr. T[D]ambourine Man, p[G]lay a song for [C]me,
I'm not sl[G]eepy and there [C]ain't no [Am]place I'm g[C]oing to.
[C]Hey, Mr. T[D]ambourine Man, p[G]lay a song for [C]me,
In the j[G]ingle jangle m[C]orning [Am]I'll come f[D]ollowing y[G]ou.
Though I k[C]now that evenings e[D]mpire has re[G]turned into s[C]and,
Van[G]ished from my h[C]and,
Left me bl[G]indly here to st[C]and but [Am]still not sle[D]eping.
My wea[C]riness am[D]azes me, I'm br[G]anded on my f[C]eet,
I h[G]ave no one to m[C]eet,
And the an[G]cient empty str[C]eet's too [Am]dead for dr[D]eaming.

One More Cup of Coffee
Bob Dylan and Jacques Levy
Am
G
Two jewels in the sky
F
E
On the pillow where you lie.
Am
But I don't sense affection
G
No gratitude or love.
F E
Your loyalty is not me but to the stars above

Chourus :
F E
One more cup of coffee for the road.
F E
One more cup of coffee for I go,
NC Am G F E
To the valley below.
Am
G
F

He'll teach you how to pick an choose
E
And how to throw the blade.
Am
And he oversees his kingdom
G
So no stranger does intrude.
F
His voice it trembles as he calls out
E
For another plate of food

Chorus
Am
G
F
You've never learned to read or write
E
There's no books upon your shelf.
Am
And your pleasure know no limits
G
F
But your heart is like an ocean
E
Mysterious and dark.
Chours:
Kelwyn
He said thats alright Babe
I love you too.
But we were tangled up in blue.

{t:Shelter From the Storm}
{st:Bob Dylan}
{columns:2}
[D]'Twas in another life time,
[G]One of toil and bloo[D]d.
When blackness was a virtue
And the r[G]oad was full of mud.
[D]I came in from the wilderness,
A cr[G]eature void of form.
"Come [D]in" she said,
"I'll give you,
[G]Shelter from the storm."
And if I pass this way again,
You can rest assured,
I'll always do my best for her
On that I give my word.
In a world of steel eyed death and men
Who are fighting to be warm,
Come in she said,
I'll give you
Shelter from the storm.
Not a word was spoke between us.
There was little risk involved.
everything up to that point,
Try imagining a place
Where it's always safe and warm
Come in she said
I'll give you
Shelter from the storm.
I was burned out from exhaustion
I was buried in the hail.
Poisoned in the bushes
An' blown out on the trail
Hunted like a crocodile,
Ravaged in the corn
Come in she said
I'll give you
Shelter from the storm
Suddenly I turned around
And she was standing there
With silver bracelets on her wrists
And flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully
And took my crown of thorns
Come in she said
I'll give you,
Shelter from the storm.
{column_break}
Now there's a wall between us
Something has been lost.
I took too much for granted
I got my signals crossed
Just to think that all began
On an uneventfull morn
Come in she said
I'll give you
Shelter from the storm
Well the deputy walks on hard nails
And the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters
It's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker
He blows a futile horn
Come in she said
I'll give you
Shelter from the storm
I've heard newborn babies wailin'
Like a mornin' dove
And old men with broken teeth
Stranded without love.
Do I understand your question, man
Is it hopeless and forlorn.
Come in she said
I'll give you
Shelter from the storm.
In a little hill top village
I gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation
And they gave me a leathal dose.
I offered up my innocence
And got repaid with scorn
Come in she said
I'll give you
Shelter from the storm
Well I'm livin' in a foreign country
But I'm bound to cross the line.
Beauty walk a razors edge,
Someday I'll make it mine.
If I could only turn the clock back
To when God and her were born
Come in she said
I'll give you
Shelter from the storm.

{title:The Times They are A-Changing}
{st:Bob Dylan}
{define D7 1 2 3 2 0 3 -1}
{define Gmaj7 1 2 3 0 0 2 -1}
Come [G]gather 'round [Em]people wher[C]ever you [G]roam
And admit that the [Am]waters ar[C]ound you have [D]grown,
And acc[G]ept it that [Em]soon you'll be dr[C]enched to the b[G]one,
If your t[G]ime to [Am]you is worth s[D]aving,
Then you'd better start s[D7]wimming or you'll [Gmaj7]sink like a s[D]tone,
For the t[G]imes they are a-[C]cha[D]ngi[G]ng!
Come writers and critics who prophesize with your pen,
And keep your eyes wide, the chance won't come again.
And don't speak too soon, for the wheel's still in spin,
And there's no telling who that it's naming.
For the loser now will be later to win,
For the times they are a-changing!
Come senators, congressmen, please heed the call,
Don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall.
For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled,
There's a battle outside and it's raging.
For the times they are a-changing!
Come mothers and fathers, throughout the land,
And don't criticize what you can't understand.
Please get out of the new one if you can't lend your hand,
For the times they are a-changing!
The line it is drawn, the curse it is cast,
The slow one now will later be fast.
As the present now will later be past,
And the first one now will later be last,
For the times they are a-changing!

IT AIN'T ME BABE by Bob Dylan
G C G D G
Go 'way from my window leave at your own chosen speed
G C G D G
I'm not the one you want, Babe, I'm not the one you need.
Bm Am Bm Am
You say you're looking for someone never weak but always strong
Bm Am Bm Am
To protect you and defend you whether you are right or wrong
C D
Someone to open each and every door
G
But it ain't me, Babe,
C D G
No, no, no, it ain't me, Babe,
C D G
It ain't me you're looking for, Babe.

Go lightly from the ledge, Babe, go lightly on the ground,
I'm not the one you want, Babe, I will only let you down.
You say you're looking for someone
who will promise never to part
Someone to close his eyes for you, someone to close his heart
Someone who will die for you and more
But it ain't me, Babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, Babe,
It ain't me you're looking for, Babe.

Go melt back in the night, Babe,
everything inside is made of stone,
There's nothing in here moving and anyway I'm not alone
You say you're looking for someone
Who'll pick you up each time you fall,
To gather flowers constantly and to come each time you call
A love of your life and nothing more
But it ain't me, Babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, Babe,
It ain't me you're looking for, Babe.

Just Like A Woman
By Bob Dylan
F Bb C7 F
Nobody feels any pain

Bb C7 F
Tonight as I stand inside the rain

Bb C7
Everybody knows

B7 C7
That Baby's got new clothes

Bb Am Gm F C7
But late-ly I see her ribbons and her bows

Dm F Bb C11 | C7 | C9 | C7
Have fallen from her curls

Chorus:

C7 F Am Gm F Bb
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does

F Am Gm F Bb
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does

F Am Gm F B
And she aches just like a woman

C11 C7 C9 C7 F
But she breaks just like a little girl.

Verse 2

Queen Mary, she's my friend.
Yes I believe I'll go see her again.
Noboby has to guess,
That baby can't be blessed,
'Till she finally sees that she's like all the rest.
With her fog,
Her amphetamines
And her pearls

Chorus

Bridge :

A7
It was raining from the first

And I was dying of thirst

F
So I came in here

A7
And you long time curse hurts

Bb
But whats worse is this pain in here

C11 C7 C9 C6
I can't stay in here

C11 C7 C9 C7
Ain't it clear that

Verse 3
I just can't fit.
Yes I believe it's time for us to quit.
And when we meet again,
Introduced as friends,
Please don't let on that you knew me when,
I was hungry,
And it was your world then.

Chorus | Bb F Bb C | F

Be seeing you,
Kelwyn.
_________

From: jgoffin@acs.ucalgary.ca (Jeffrey Goffin)

JUST LIKE A WOMAN by Bob Dylan

C F G C
Nobody feels any pain
C F G C
Tonight as I stand inside the rain
F G F G
Everybody knows that baby's got new clothes
F Em Dm C F G
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Am C G
Have fallen from her curls

C Em F
She takes just like a woman, yes she does
C Em F
She makes love just like a woman, yes she does
C Em F
And she aches just like a woman
G C
But she breaks just like a little girl.

Queen Mary, she's my friend
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again
Nobody has to guess that baby can't be blessed
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls.

CHORUS

E7
It was rainin' from the first and I was dying there of thirst
C
So I came in here
E7
And your longtime curse hurts but what's worse
F Dm
Is this pain in here, I can't stay in here,
F
Ain't it clear

That I just can't fit
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
When we meet again introduced as friends
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world.

CHORUS

Mr. Bojangles
C Em
I knew a man Bojangles
Am A7
And he'd dance for you

F G G7
In worn out shoes

C Em
The silver hair, a ragged shirt

Am A7
And baggy pants

F G G7
The old soft shoe

F G E7 Am A7
He'd jump so high, jump so high

D9 G G7
Then he'd lightly touch down

Am G Am G Am G C Em Am C
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance

The rest of the song follows the same pattern. The lyrics I am posting
are the original J.J. Walker lyrics, Dylan made a slight change here
and there.

I met him in a cell in New Orleans
I was down and out

He looked to (Dylan: at) me to be the eyes of age
As he spoke right out

He talked of life, he talked of life
Then he laughed - slepped his leg a step

He said the name Bojangles then he danced a lick
'Cross the cell

He grabbed his pants,(Dylan: for) a better stance
Oh (Dylan: then) he jumped so high
He clicked his heels

He let go laugh, let go laugh
Shook back his cloth all around

Mr. Bojangles (3x)
Dance

He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs
Throughout the south

Spoke with tears of 15 years
How his dog 'n him travelled about

His dog up and died, his dog up and died
After 20 years he still grieves

He said I dance now at every chance in honky tonks
For drinks and tips

But most the time I spend behind these county bars
'Cause (Dylan: For) I drinks a bit

Mr. Bojangles (3x)
Dance
Dance

Oh Sister
words and music by Bob Dylan & Jacques Levy
errors are mine B^)
G Bm C G
Oh sister when I come, to ly in your arms.

G Bm C G
You should not treat me like a stranger.

G Bm C G
Our father would not like the way that you act,

G Bm C G
And you must realize the danger.

Oh sister am I not a brother to you.

And one deserving of affection.

And is our purpose not the same on this earth,

To love and follow his direction.

F C G
We grew up together from the cradle to the grave.

F C G D G
We died and were reborn and left mysteriously saved

Oh sister when I come to knock on your door

Don't turn away, you'll create sorrow.

Time is an ocean, but it ends at the shore.

You may not see me tomorrow.

RAINY DAY WOMEN #12 & 35
Bob Dylan

F(D) Do7(Bo7) C7(A7) F(D)
Well, they'll stone you when you're trying to be so good
F(D) Do7(Bo7) C7(A7) F(D)
They'll stone you just like they said they would
F7(D7) Bb7(G7) Go7(Eo7) Bb7(G7)
They'll stone you when you're trying to go home
F(D) Do7(Bo7) C7(A7) F(D)
And they'll stone you when you're there all alone
C7(A7)
But I would not feel so all alone
F(D) Do7(Bo7) C7(A7) F(D)
Everybody must get stoned

Well, they'll stone you when you're at the breakfast table
They'll stone you when you are young and able
They'll stone you when you're riding in your car
And they'll stone you when you're playing your guitar
But I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get stoned

Well, they'll stone you when you're walking on the street
They'll stone you when you're tryin' to keep your seat
They'll stone you when you're tryin' to make a buck
Then they'll stone you and then they'll say "good luck"
But I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get stoned

instrumental verse:
|C B Bb | A A Bb B | C B Bb | A D Eb E |
|F E Eb | D A Bb B | C B Bb | A |
|CCC C C C C C C | CCC C C C C A Bb B | C B Bb | A |

Well, they'll stone you when you're at the breakfast table
They'll stone you when you are young and able
They'll stone you and they'll say that you are brave
They'll stone you when you're sent down in your grave
But I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get stoned

Subterranean Homesick Blues

A
Johny's in the basement mixin' up the medicine

A
I'm on the pavement, thinkin' about the government

A
The man in a trench coat, badge out, laid off

A
says he's got a bad cough, wants to get it paid off

D7
Look out kid, it's somethin' you did

A
God knows when, but you're doin' it again

A
You better duck down the alleyway

A
Lookin' for a new friend

E
The man in the coonskin cap in the pig pen

A
Wants eleven dollar bills; you only got ten

Maggie comes fleet foot, face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway, Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May, orders from the D.A.
Look out kid, don't matter what you did
But walk on tiptoes, don't tie no bows
Better stay away from those that carry around a firehose
Keep a clean nose, watch the plainclothes
You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows

Oh get sick, get well, hang around the inkwell,
Ring bell, hard to tell if anything is gonna sell,
Try hard, get barred, get back, write braile,
Get jailed, jump bail, join the Army if ya fail
Look out Kid, You're going to get hit
By losers, cheaters, six time users
Hangin' 'round the theatres
Girl by the whirlpool's lookin' for a new fool

Oh get born, keep warm, short pants, romance,
Learn to dance, get dressed, get blessed, try to be success,
Twenty years of schoolin' an' they put ya on the day shift
Look out kid, they keep it all hid
Better jump down the manhole, light yourself a candle
Don't wear sandals, try to avoid the scandals
Don't wanna be a bum, you better chew gum
The pump don't work cause the vandals took the handles.

JOEY
(Music by Bob Dylan, Words by Bob Dylan and Jacques Levy)
1975, 1976 Ram's Horn Music

G F
C G

C D C G
Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when
C D C G
Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion
C D C G
Always on the outside of whatever side there was
Em G
C C/B Am

Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to last.
They called Joe "Crazy," the baby they called "Kid Blast."
Some say they lived off gambling and runnin' numbers too.
It always seemed they got caught between
The mob and the men in blue.

G C Am
Joey, Joey,
G F C Am
King of the streets, child of clay.
G C Am
Joey, Joey,
G F C Am
What made them want to come and blow you away?

There was talk they killed their rivals, but the truth was far from that
No one ever knew for sure where they were really at.
When they tried to strangle Larry, Joey almost hit the roof.
He went out that night to seek revenge,
Thinkin' he was bulletproof.

The war broke out at the break of dawn, it emptied out the streets
Joey and his brothers suffered terrible defeats
Till they ventured out behind the lines and took five prisoners.
They stashed them away in a basement,
Called them amateurs.

The hostages were tremblin' when they heard a man exclaim,
"Let's blow this place to kingdom come, let Con Edison take the blame."
But Joey stepped up, he raised his hand, said, "We're not those kind of men.
It's peace and quiet that we need
To go back to work again."

Joey, Joey,
King of the streets, child of clay.
Joey, Joey,
What made them want to come and blow you away?

The police department hounded him, they called him Mr. Smith
They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with.
"What time is it?" said the judge to Joey when they met
"Five to ten," said Joey. The judge says,
"That's exactly what you get."

He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich
They threw him in the hole one time for tryin' to stop a strike.
His closest friends were black men 'cause they seemed to understand
What it's like to be in society
With a shackle on your hand.

When they let him out in '71 he'd lost a little weight
But he dressed like Jimmy Cagney and I swear he did look great.
He tried to find the way back into the life he left behind
To the boss he said, "I have returned
And now I want what's mine."

Joey, Joey,
King of the streets, child of clay.
Joey, Joey,
Why did they have to come and blow you away?

It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun
"I'm around too many children," he'd say, "they should never know of one."
Yet he walked right into the clubhouse of his lifelong deadly foe,
Emptied out the register, said,
"Tell 'em it was Crazy Joe."

One day they blew him down in a clam bar in New York
He could see it comin' through the door as he lifted up his fork.
He pushed the table over to protect his family
Then he staggered out into the streets
Of Little Italy.

Joey, Joey,
King of the streets, child of clay.
Joey, Joey,
What made them want to come and blow you away?

Sister Jacqueline and Carmela and mother Mary all did weep.
I heard his best friend Frankie say, "He ain't dead, he's just asleep."
Then I saw the old man's limousine head back towards the grave
I guess he had to say one last goodbye
To the son that he could not save.

The sun turned cold over President Street and the town of Brooklyn mourned
They said a mass in the old church near the house where he was born.
And someday if God's in heaven overlookin' His preserve
I know the men that shot him down
Will get what they deserve.

Joey, Joey,
King of the streets, child of clay.
Joey, Joey,
What made them want to come and blow you away?

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Sara

Em Am D Em
I laid on a dune I looked at the sky When the children were babies And played on the
beach
Am D Em
You came up to behind me I saw you go by You were always so close and still within'
reach
G Bm C
Sara, Sara
D C Em
Whatever made you want to change you mind
G Bm C
Sara, Sara
D C Em
So easy to look at, so hard to define.
I can syill see them playin'
With their pails in the sand
They run to the water
Their buckets to fill
I can still see the shells
Fallin' out of their hands
Back up the hill
Sara, Sara
Sweet virgin angel, sweet love of my life
Sara, Sara
Sleepin' in the woods
By a fire in the night
Drinkin' white rum
In a Portugal bar
Them playin' leap-frog
You in the market place
In Savanna-la-Mar
Sara, Sara
It's all so clear, I could never forget
Sara, Sara
Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret
I can still hear the sounds
Of those Methodist bells
I'd taken the cure
Stayin' up for days
In the Chelsea Hotel
Of the Lowlands" for you
Sara, Sara
Wherever we travel we're never apart
Sara, oh Sara
Beautiful lady, so dear to my heart
How did I meet you
I don't know
A messenger sent me
In a tropical storm
You were there in the winter
Moonlight on the snow
And on Lily Pond Lane
When the weather was warm
Sara, oh Sara
Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress
Sara, Sara
You must forgive me my unworthiness
Now the beach is deserted
Except for some kelp
And a peice of an old ship
That lies on the shore
You always responded
You gimme a map
And a key to your door
Sara, oh Sara
Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow
Sara, oh Sara
Don't ever leave me, don't ever go

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The Times They Are A-Changin'

G Em C G
Come gather 'round people wherever you roam
G Am C D
And admit that the waters around you have grown
G Em C G
And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone
G Am D
If your time to you is worth savin'
D D7 Gmaj7 D
Then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone,
G C D G
For the times, they are a chang - in'
Come writers and critics who prophecies with your pen
And keep your eyes wide the chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon for the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'
For the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'
Come mothers and fathers throughout the land
And don't criticize what you don't understand
Please get out of the new one if you can't lend a hand
For the times they are a-changin'
Come senators, congressmen please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside and it's ragin'
For the times they are a-changin'
The line it is drawn the curse it is cast
The slow one now will later be fast
As the present now will later be past