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Bob Dylan — Mr. Tambourine Man

  Verse:
 F        G               C               F 
 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
 C                  F                     G
 I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
 In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you

 Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand
 Vanished from my hand
 Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping
 My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
 I have no one to meet
 And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming

 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
 I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
 In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you

 Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship
 My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip
 My toes too numb to step
 Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'
 I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
 Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way
 I promise to go under it

 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
 I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
 In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you

 Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', 
 swingin' madly across the sun
 It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
 And but for the sky there are no fences facin'
 And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
 To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind
 I wouldn't pay it any mind
 It's just a shadow you're seein' that he's chasing

 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
 I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
 In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you

 Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
 Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
 The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
 Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
 Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
 Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
 With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
 Let me forget about today until tomorrow

 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
 I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
 Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
 In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you 
Аккорд FАккорд GАккорд C

Bob Dylan — Mr Tambourine Man

 G A D G
Hey! Mister Tambourine man, play a song for me
D G Em A
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm goin' to
G A D G
Hey! Mister Tambourine man, play a song for me
D G
In the jingle jangle mornin'
Em A D
I'll come followin' you
G A
Though I know that evenin's empire has
D G
returned into sand
D G
Vanished from my hand,
D G
Left me blindly here to stand
Em A
but still not sleepin'
G A
My weariness amazes me ,
D G
I'm branded on my feet.
D G
I have no one to meet.
D G Em A
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreamin' 
Аккорд GАккорд AАккорд DАккорд Em

Bob Dylan — Mr tambourine man

 #112
 {title:Mr. Tambourine Man}
 {st:Bob Dylan}
 {c:Chorus:}
      [C]Hey, Mr. T[D]ambourine Man, p[G]lay a song for [Em]me,
      I'm not sl[G]eepy and there [C]ain't no place I'm g[C]oing to.
      [C]Hey, Mr. T[D]ambourine Man, p[G]lay a song for [Em]me,
      In the j[G]ingle jangle m[C]orning I'll come f[D7]ollowing y[G]ou.
 
 Though I к[С]nоw that evenings e[D7]mpire has re[G]turned into s[Em]and,
 Van[G]ished from my h[Em]and,
 Left me bl[G]indly here to st[C]and but still not sle[D7]eping.
 My wea[C]riness am[D7]azes me, I'm br[G]anded on my f[Em]eet,
 I h[G]ave no one to m[Em]eet,
 And the an[G]cient empty str[C]eet's too dead for dr[D7]eaming.
 
      {c:Chorus.}
 
 Таке me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship.
 My senses have been stripped,
 May hands can't feel to grip,
 My toes too numb to step,
 Wait only for my bootheels to be wandering.
 I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade,
 Into my own parade.
 Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it.
 
      {c:Chorus.}
 
 Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly through the sun,
 It's not aimed at anyone,
 It's just escaping on the run,
 And but for the sку there are no fences facing.
 And if you hear vague traces of sкiррing reels of rhyme,
 To your tambourine in time.
 It's just a ragged clown behind,
 I wouldn't pay it any mind,
 It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing.
 
      {c:Chorus.}
 
 Таке me disappearing through the smоке rings of my mind.
 Down the foggy ruins of time,
 Far past the frozen leaves,
 The haunted frightened trees,
 Out to the windy bench,
 Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
 Yes to dance beneath the diamond sку with one hand waving free,
 Silhouetted by the sea,
 Circled deep beneath the waves,
 Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
 
      {c:Chorus.}
 #
 # Submitted to the ftp.nevada.edu:/pub/guitar archives
 # by Steve Putz  
 # 7 September 1992

 

Bob Dylan — Mr tambourine man

 From: jgoffin@acs.ucalgary.ca (Jeffrey Goffin)
 
 MR. TAMBOURINE MAN by Bob Dylan              
 
       F       G               C               F
      Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
       F       C                F                 G
      I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to.
       F       G               C               F
      Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
              C             F                G         C
      In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you.
 
           F                  G          C            F
 Though I know that evenings empire has returned into sand,
   C               F
 Vanished from my hand,
          C               F                   G
 Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
     F         G              C             F
 My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
   C               F
 I have no one to meet,
          C               F                   G
 And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.
 
 Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship.
 My senses have been stripped,
 May hands can't feel to grip,
 My toes too numb to step,
 Wait only for my bootheels to be wandering.
 I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade,
 Into my own parade.
 Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it.
 
 Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun,
 It's not aimed at anyone,
 It's just escaping on the run,
 And but for the sky there are no fences facing.
 And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme,
 To your tambourine in time.
 It's just a ragged clown behind,
 I wouldn't pay it any mind,
 It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing.
 
 Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind.
 Down the foggy ruins of time,
 Far past the frozen leaves,
 The haunted frightened trees,
 Out to the windy bench,
 Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
 Yes to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
 Silhouetted by the sea,
 Circled deep beneath the waves,
 Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
 
 ************************************************************************
 *                  Here's a song that I like to play.                 *
 *               Print it out, play it and pass it around.              *
 *            If you like it, send me one of your favourites.          *
 *                                                                      *
 * Jeffrey Goffin                     Internet: jgoffin@acs.ucalgary.ca *
 * Calgary, Alberta, Canada           FidoNet:  1:134/160               *
 ************************************************************************
 
 
 From: Harlan L Thompson 
 
 MR. TAMBOURINE MAN- Bob Dylan              
 
 CHORUS:
  G       A               D               G
 Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
  G       D                G         Em        A
 I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
  G       A               D               G
 Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
         D             G       Em        A         D
 In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
 
           G                  A          D            G
 Though I know that evenings empire has returned into sand
   D               G
 Vanished from my hand
          D               G        Em           A
 Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping
     G         A              D             G
 My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
   D               G
 I have no one to meet
          D               G          Em         A
 And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming ...CHORUS
 
 Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship
 My senses have been stripped
 My hands can't feel to grip
 My toes too numb to step
 Wait only for my bootheels to be wandering
 I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
 Into my own parade
 Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it...CHORUS
 
 Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun
 It's not aimed at anyone
 It's just escaping on the run
 And but for the sky there are no fences facing
 And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme
 To your tambourine in time
 It's just a ragged clown behind
 I wouldn't pay it any mind
 It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing ...CHORUS
 
 Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
 Down the foggy ruins of time
 Far past the frozen leaves
 The haunted frightened trees
 Out to the windy bench
 Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
 Yes to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
 Silhouetted by the sea
 Circled by the circus sands
 With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
 Let me forget about today until tomorrow ...CHORUS
 
 
 (from Bringing It All Back Home, 1965)
 (sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)
 
 

 
Аккорд FАккорд GАккорд CАккорд AАккорд DАккорд Em

Bob Dylan — Mr. Tambourine Man

 F

Chorus:
B        C                F              B
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, 
          F              B               C
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
B        C                F              B
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
       F             B                 C         F  
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you. 

          B                C 
Though I know that evenings empire 
    F             B     
Has returned into sand,
F                B  
Vanished from my hand, 
         F               B                     C
Left me blindly here to stand, but still not sleeping. 
    B         C              F            B    
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, 
  F               B   
I have no one to meet,
       F                 B                    C
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.

Chorus.

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship.
My senses have been stripped, 
My hands can't feel the grip, 
My toes too numb to step, 
Wait only for my bootheels to be wandering.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade, 
Into my own parade,
Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it.

Chorus.

Though you might hear laughing, spinning, 
Swinging madly across the sun,
It's not aimed at anyone, 
It's just escaping on the run, 
And but for the sky there are no fences facing.
And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme, 
To your tambourine in time.
It's just a ragged clown behind, 
I wouldn't pay it any mind, 
It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing. 

Chorus.

And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind.
Down the foggy ruins of time,
Far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted frightened trees, 
Out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. 
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
With one hand waving free
Silhoutted by the sea 
Circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate 
Driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow. 

Chorus. 
Аккорд FАккорд BАккорд C

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