Bob Dylan

E             A              E
Maybe someday you'll be satisfied
            A         E                 B               E
When you've lost everything you'll have nothing left to hide
            E                                     A
When you're thru runnin' over things, like you're walkin' 'cross the tracks
A                   E             B        E
Maybe you'll beg me like a dog to take you back
B
Maybe someday you'll find out everybody's somebody's fool
A
Maybe then you'll realize what it would have taken to keep me cool
E                         A            E

Ab9                           Bb
I didn't know that you'd be a-leavin'
Ab9                                 Bb
Who you thought you were talkin' to
Ab9                          Bb
 I figure you maybe we're even
Ab9                       Bb
Or maybe I'm one up on you.

Eb                   Bb
 I sent you all my money
Eb                 Bb
 Just like I did before
Eb                  Ab
 I try to reach you honey
                                 Bb
But you're driftin' too far from shore.

Driftin' too far from shore
Driftin' too far from shore
Driftin' too far from shore

C . G/b . F(maj7) . . . x4

C       G/b               F
 Just a minute before you leave, girl,
C       G/b                         F
 Just a minute before you touch the door.
C     G/b                            F
 What is it that you're trying to achieve, girl?
C       G/b                             F
 Do you think we can talk about it some more?
              Dm                             (Am)
You know, the streets are filled with vipers
       Dm                  (Am)
Who've lost all ray of hope,
C/g
You know, it ain't even safe no more
       G

Bb               Eb
Love that's pure hopes all things,
Bb                   Eb
Believes all things, won't pull no strings,
Eb               Bb/d          Cm             Bb
Won't sneak up into your room, tall, dark and handsome,
Eb           Bb/d     Cm                   F(6)
Capture your soul and hold it for ransom.
Bb             Eb            Bb
You don't want a love that's pure
          Eb
You wanna drowned love
           F11          Bb
You want a watered-down love

Love that's pure, it don't make no claims,
Intercedes for you 'stead of casting you blame,

A(m)
Trouble in the city, trouble in the farm,

You got your rabbit's foot, you got your good-luck charm.
C              D                          A(m)
But they can't help you none when there's trouble.

Trouble,

Trouble, trouble, trouble,

Nothin' but trouble.

Trouble in the water, trouble in the air,
Go all the way to the other side of the world, you'll find trouble there.
Revolution even ain't no solution for trouble.

Trouble,
Trouble, trouble, trouble,
Nothin' but trouble.

G

      G
Don't ever try to change me I've been in this thing too long

There's nothing you can say or do to make me think I'm wrong
        F
But I'm going off to Libya, there's a guy I gotta see

He's been livin' there three years now in an oil refinery
                   G
I got my mind made up

Got my mind made up.

C         G

Call you ma in Tallahassee, tell her her baby's on the line
Tell her not to worry, everything is gonna be fine
Well I'll give you all my money all my connections too
There ain't nothing in this world, you can say I didn't give to you

(B)
I need (I need, I need) a shot of love,
I need (I need, I need) a shot of love.

      B
Don't need a shot of heroin to kill my disease,

Don't need a shot of turpentine, only bring me to my knees,

Don't need a shot of codeine to help me to repent,

Don't need a shot of whiskey, help me be president.
         E    D  B
I need a shot of love,
         E    D  B
I need a shot of love.

Doctor, can you hear me? I need some Medicaid.
I seen the kingdoms of the world and it's makin' me feel afraid.
What I got ain't painful, it's just bound to kill me dead

Bb
Go ahead and talk about him because he makes you doubt,

Because he has denied himself the things that you can't live without.

Laugh at him behind his back just like the others do,

Remind him of what he used to be when he comes walkin' through.

         Gm    F     Eb
He's the property of Jesus
  Gm       F      Eb
Resent him to the bone
Gm      F         Eb
You got something better
                      Bb
You've got a heart of stone

Stop your conversation when he passes on the street,

      A                       D
I was in your presence for an hour or so
   E               A
Or was it a day? I truly don't know.
          A                        D
Where the sun never set, where the trees hung low
        E                A
By that soft and shining sea.
A                      D
Did you respect me for what I did
E                       A
Or for what I didn't do, or for keeping it hid?
A                  D
 Did I lose my mind when I tried to get rid
E                  A
 Of everything you see?