Bob Dylan

F       G             C  Am
We have got to come together
F        G           C
How long can we stay apart?
F       G            C  Am
You may get it maybe never
         F      G        C
But it's coming from the heart.

Your mind is filled with indecision
You can't make up your mind.
We must get it in position
And move it on down the line.

Make me up a bed of roses
hang it down on the vine
Of all my loves you've been the closest
That's ever been on my mind.

                C                      F

           C   G   C
There is a city of gold
              C                           F
far from this rat-race with the bars that hold
                C                     F
far from the confusion, eats at your soul
           C   G   F     C
There is a city of gold.

There is a country of light
Raised up in glory, angels wearing white
Never know sickness, never know night
There is a country of light.

There is a city of love
Way from this world, stuff dreams are made of
Fear of no darkness, stars high above
There is a city of love.

There is a city of hope

E
Blessed is the name of the Lord forever
           *)                                              *) Briefly A, or stay on E
Wisdom and might are his                x2 or x3
    A            B
Are his, yes are his
E [or n.c.]
Blessed is the name of the Lord forever
           *)
Wisdom and might are his                x2


18/11 '79

When he move his face upon the water
Sit up high on a throne
Like him there is no other
He's God all by himself alone

Well to the just he will be faithful
[let it rain fire and] brimstone down
But he did not destroy Sodom and Gomorrah

     C#
It's Hell Time Man
It's Hell Time Man
It's Hell Time Man
It's Hell Time Man

G#
Down these streets the fools rule
           B                 F#
There's no freedom or self respect,
  G#
A knife's point or a trip to the joint
         B             F#
Is about all you can expect.
     G#
They kill people here who stand up for their rights,
    B                           F#
The system's just too damned corrupt
     G#
It's always the same, the name of the game
   B                      F#
Is who do you know higher up.

C                 F
My name is Donald White, you see,
  G7               C
I stand before you all.
      C               F     C
I was judged by you a murderer
                            G7
And the hangman's knot must fall.
       C            F       C
I will die upon the gallows pole
                         F
When the moon is shining clear,
    C            F
And these are my final words
     G7            C
That you will ever hear.

I left my home in Kansas
When I was very young,
I landed in the old Northwest,
Seattle, Washington
Although I'd a-traveled many miles,

     G              C
Well [...] ain't at home right now      [Andr?] [/I ain't quite at home...]
   D                 G
He can't come to the phone              [/I ...]
   G                   C
so leave your name and number
         D                  G
when you hear that lonesome tone

G  .  D  .  G

    G              C
I'd gladly talk to you right now
    D             G
I'd like to guarantee
    C                G
but I can't speak on his behalf
     D              G
'cos I'm not really he

Oakland, CA Nov 13 1978

A
You mistreat me, baby, I can't see no reason why
                                        *)
You know that I'd kill for you, and I'm not afraid to die
                    D7
You treat me like a stepchild
                  A
Oh, Lordy, like a stepchild
        E
I wanna turn my back and run away from you
    D7                         A
but oh, I just can't leave you babe

I get nervous in your company, my knees get weak
both my eyes get misty and my tongue can't speak

        G             /e        /d
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
D                            /f# G
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more

Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
    D             /f#       G
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.

Come on brother, join the band,
Come on sisters, clap your hands,
Tell everybody in every land,
I  ain't a-gonna grieve no more.

You know, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more

Verona rehearsal tape, May 27 1984, #1

E

        C#m
I stood by
           G#m
I stood by you
         C#m
Stood by her
              F#m
Oh don't be untrue
             E
It's already there
               A
for to see the one
           F#m
oh now she rode
             E
She's almost done

Almost done
Almost done
Palestine glow [girl]
You're the one
[Oh not I know]
It might not do
It's already done
for light and blue

Almost done
almost done
but I don't stand missed
but you're the one
oh you're the child
I'm a-trustin' you
to trust me down