Intro: |
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G F |
Early one morning the sun was shining |
G F |
I was laying in bed |
G F |
Wond'ring if she'd changed it all |
C |
If her hair was still red |
G F |
Her folks they said our lives together |
G F |
Sure was gonna be rough |
G F |
They never did like Mama's homemade dress |
C |
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough |
D Em |
And I was standing on the side of the road |
G D C |
Rain falling on my shoes |
D Em |
Heading out for the East Coast |
G D C D |
Lord knows I've paid some dues getting through |
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Tangled up in blue. |
G F |
She was married when we first met |
G F |
Soon to be divorced |
G F |
I helped her out of a jam I guess |
C |
But I used a little too much force |
G F |
We drove that car as far as we could |
G F |
Abandoned it out West |
G F |
Split it up on a dark sad night |
C |
Both agreeing it was best |
D Em |
She turned around to look at me |
G C |
As I was walking away |
D Em |
I heard her say over my shoulder |
G D C D |
"We'll meet again someday on the avenue" |
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Tangled up in blue. |
G F |
I had a job in the great north woods |
G F |
Working as a cook for a spell |
G F |
But I never did like it all that much |
C |
And one day the axe just fell |
G F |
So I drifted down to New Orleans |
G F |
Where I happened to be employed |
G F |
Working for a while on a fishing boat |
C |
Right outside of Delacroix |
D Em |
But all the while I was alone |
G D C |
The past was close behind |
D/F# Em |
I seen a lot of women |
G D C D |
But she never escaped my mind and I just grew |
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Tangled up in blue. |
G F |
She was working in a topless place |
G F |
And I stopped in for a beer |
G F |
I just kept looking at her side of her face |
C |
In the spotlight so clear |
G F |
And later on as the crowd thinned out |
G F |
I's just about to do the same |
G F |
She was standing there in back of my chair |
C |
Said to me "Don't I know your name?" |
D/F# Em |
I muttered something underneath my breath |
G D C |
She studied the lines on my face |
D/F# Em |
I must admit I felt a little uneasy |
G D C D |
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe |
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Tangled up in blue. |
G F |
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe |
G F |
"I thought you'd never say hello" she said |
G F |
"You look like the silent type" |
C |
Then she opened up a book of poems |
G F |
And handed it to me |
G F |
Written by an Italian poet |
G F |
From the thirteenth century |
D/F# Em |
And every one of them words rang true |
G D C |
And glowed like burning coal |
D/F# Em |
Pouring off of every page |
G D C D |
Like it was written in my soul from me to you |
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Tangled up in blue. |
G F |
I lived with them on Montague Street |
G F |
In a basement down the stairs |
G F |
There was music in the cafes at night |
C |
And revolution in the air |
G F |
Then he started into dealing with slaves |
G F |
And something inside of him died |
G F |
She had to sell everything she owned |
C |
And froze up inside |
D/F# Em |
And when finally the bottom fell out |
G D C |
I became withdrawn |
D/F# Em |
The only thing I knew how to do |
G D C D |
Was to keep on keeping on like a bird that flew |
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Tangled up in blue. |
Bridge: |
G G G G x2 |
G F |
So now I'm going back again |
G F |
I got to get her somehow |
G F |
All the people we used to know |
C |
They're an illusion to me now |
G F |
Some are mathematicians |
G F |
Some are carpenter's wives |
G F |
Don't know how it all got started |
C |
I don't what they're doing with their lives |
D/F# Em |
But me I'm still on the road |
G D C |
Heading for another joint |
D/F# Em |
We always did feel the same |
G D C D/F# |
We just saw it from a different point of view |
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Tangled up in blue. |
Bridge: |
G G G G x2 |
Ending: |
G F G F G F C C G F G F G F C C |
D Em G D C D Em G D C D D D F C G |