Bob Dylan

[1 verse instrumental intro]

        A                D                               A
Well, I see you got your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat
       D                                                A
Yes, I see you got your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat
               E
Well, you must tell me, baby
                                         A
How your head feels under somethin' like that

    C
The guilty undertaker sighs,
    Em
The lonesome organ grinder cries,
    Am                               G
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.
    F
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
G
Blow into my face with scorn,
         Am
But it's not that way,
                 G
I wasn't born to lose you.
  C           Em
I want you, I want you,
  Am          G
I want you so bad,
         C
Honey, I want you.

C . . F |C . . F |C . . F |C . . .

  C                        F*) C
I didn't mean to treat you so bad
F             C      (F) G(sus4)      G
You shouldn't take it so personal
  C                       F  C
I didn't mean to make you so sad
F        C          (F) G               (Gsus4-G)
You just happened to be there, that's all
Am                                   Em
When I saw you say "goodbye" to your friend and smile

G   C/g G

         G
Ain't it just like the night
        C                  D               G      C/g G
to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
   G
We sit here stranded,
             C             D         G
though we're all doin' our best to deny it
    D
And Louise holds a handful of rain,
                  G         C/g G
temptin' you to defy it
       C                         G
Lights flicker from the opposite loft

                   A
Well, early in the mornin'

'Til late at night,
               D
I got a poison headache,
               Dm
But I feel all right.
                A        E
I'm pledging my time to you,
                            A    D  A  E
Hopin' you'll come through, too.

Well, the hobo jumped up,
He came down naturally.
After he stole my baby,
Then he wanted to steal me.
But I'm pledging my time to you,
Hopin' you'll come through, too.

Album version

              E
Well, they'll stone ya when you're trying to be so good,

They'll stone ya just like they said they would.
        A
They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to go home.
             E
Then they'll stone ya when you're there all alone.
      B
But I would not feel so all alone,
E
Everybody must get stoned.

Well, they'll stone ya when you're walkin' 'long the street.

The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan version

Capo 4th fret (sounding key E major)

Standard fingerpicking

E
Well my nerves are exploding

And my body is tense

I feel like the whole world

got me pinned up against the fence
               A
I been hit too hard

Seen too much
            E
Nothing can heal me now

But your touch
B
I just don't know what I'm gonna do
      A               E
I was allright 'til I fell in love with you

Well my house is on fire
Burnin' to the sky
Well I thought it would rain

Freewheelin’ version

Capo 3rd fret (sounding key Bb major)
More or less standard fingerpicking with this basic pattern:

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Intro:

E . . . A/e . E . |A/e . E . . A/e E . . .

      E         *)                    A/e          E
Come around you rovin' gamblers and a story I will tell
 E        A/e      E            A/e                 E
About the greatest gambler, you all should know him well.
    E        A/e     E             A/e             E
His name was Will O' Conley and he gambled all his life,
       A/e                           B/e         A/e