Bob Dylan Blues

C×: 
 
e|--0-000-0-------| 
B|--1-111-1-------| 
G|--0-000-0-0-----| 
D|--2-222-2--2p0--| 
A|--3-333-3-------| 
E|----------------| 
 
G×: 
 
e|--3-333---------333-3-333-3-333-3-------| 
B|--0-000---------000-0-000-0-000-0-------| 
G|--0-000---------000-0-000-0-000-0-------| 
D|--0-000---0-----000-0-000-0-000-0-------| 
A|--2-222--2-2p0--222-2-222-2-222-2--2h3--| 
E|--3-333-3-----3-333-3-333-3-333-3-3-----| 
 
G×× 
 
e|--3-333-3-------| 
B|--0-000-0-------| 
G|--0-000-0-------| 
D|--0-000-0-------| 
A|--2-222-2--2h3--| 
E|--3-333-3-3-----| 
 
 
When transferring from the chorus to the intro, simply do this: 
 
e|-------| 
B|-------| 
G|-------| 
D|--3----| 
A|---2---| 
E|----2--| 
 
 
Intro: 
 
e|---333---------222----------|---333---------222----------| 
B|---000---------333----------|---000---------333----------| 
G|---000---------222----2p0h2-|---000---------222----2p0h2-| 
D|---000----0----000---0------|---000----0----000---0------| 
A|---222---2-2-0-000--0-------|---222---2-2-0-000--0-------| 
E|-3-333--3------000----------|-3-333--3------000----------| 
 
 
e|---000---------333---------|-000----222----333-3-| 
B|---111---------000---------|-222----333----000-0-| 
G|---000----0----000---------|-222--2-222----000-0-| 
D|---222---2-2-0-000----0----|-222--0-000--0-000-0-| 
A|-3-333--3------222---2-2-0-|------0------2-222-2-| 
E|---------------333--3------|-------------3-333-3-| 
 
 
 
G C F 
-Got the Bob Dylan Blues, and the Bob Dylan shoes 
 
C× G× 
And my clothes‘ and my hair‘s in a mess 
 
C 
But you know i just couldn‘t care less 
 
 
C F 
Gonna write me a song, bout what‘s right and what‘s wrong 
 
C G× 
Bout‘ God and my girl and all that 
 
C 
Quiet while I make like a cat 
 
 
 
-Chorus I: 
 
C F C 
Cos‘ I‘m a poet, Don‘t ya know it? 
 
F 
And the wind.. ..You can blow it, 
 
C G× 
Cos‘ I‘m Mr. Dylan the King 
 
C 
And I‘m free as a bird on the wing 
 
 
-Roam from town to town, guess I get people down, 
But I don‘t care too much about that.. 
Cos‘ my gut and my wallet are fat 
 
Make a whole lotta dough, but i deserve it though, 
I got soul and a good heart of gold, 
So I‘ll sing about war and the cold 
 
 
-Chorus II: 
 
C G×× 
Cos‘ I‘m a poet, Don‘t ya know it? 
 
C F 
And the wind.. ..You can blow it, 
 
C× G× 
Cos‘ I‘m Mr. Dylan the King 
 
C 
And I‘m free as a bird on the wing 
 
 
-Intro 
 
 
-Well I sings about dreams, and I rhymes it with seems, 
Cos‘ it seems that my dream always means.. 
That I can prophesy all kinds of things 
 
Well the guy that digs me, should try hard to see, 
That he buys all my disks in a hat.. 
And when I‘m in town go see that [strum C a few more times] 
 
 
-Chorus II [strum lightly] 
 
 
-Intro [fade to a light strum] 
 
 
(oh, and sorry timmy, for doing a half-assed job the first time) 
(..i made it up to you, no?) 
 
love and peace.