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BOB DYLAN BLUES
words and music by Syd Barrett
"Bob Dylan Blues" is one of Syd's earliest songs, supposedly written in 1963
after seeing Dylan. The chorus sounds a bit like "Hard Rain's Gonna Fall."
It has what is probably the most traditional structure of any Syd song;
it follows a verse/verse/chorus progression with a intro/outro that changes keys.
Somehow, the recording is off by a quarter-step. To play along with the disc,
you have to tune your guitar up a quarter-step. (Remember, not a full half-step,
a quarter-step!!)
I might have misheard a lyric or two; specifically, the line in the forth verse
about his wallet and something else are fat. I think he says cat!?
Are the lyrics about Dylan making money a response to some folk cry of sellout?
Lastly, Syd fumbles up the chords in the first chorus. Instead of writing out
what is obviously a mistake, I have instead written how the chords are played in the
remaining two choruses.
Intro:
G D G
E---3--------------2-------------3--------------2-------------|
B---0--------------3-------------0--------------3-------------|
G---0--------------2------0h2p0--0--------------2------0h2p0--|
D---0-------0------0--0h2--------0-------0------0--0h2--------|
A---2---0h2---2--0---------------2---0h2---2--0---------------|
E---3----------------------------3----------------------------|
C G A D G
E---0-------------3---0----2---3------|
B---1-------------0---2----3---0------|
G---0------0------0---2----2---0------|
D---2--0h2---2--0-0---2----0---0------|
A---3-------------2---0--------2------|
E-----------------3------------3------|
C
Got the Bob Dylan blues
F
And the Bob Dylan shoes
C G
And my clothes and my hair's in a mess
G C
But you know I just couldn't care less
Gonna write me a song
'Bout what's right and what's wrong
About God and my girl an' all that
Quiet while I make like a cat
Chorus:
C G
'Cause I'm a poet, don't you know it
C F
And the wind, you can blow it
F G
'Cause I'm Mr. Dylan, the king
G C
And I'm free as a bird on the wing
Roam from town to town
Guess, I get people down
But I don't care too much about that
'Cause my cat and my wallet are fat
Make a whole lotta dough
But I deserve it though
I got soul and good heart of gold
So I'll sing bout war and the cold
Chorus & repeat intro
Well, I sings bout dreams
and I rhymes it with seams
and it seams that my dream always means
but I can prophesy all kinds of things
Well, the guy that digs me
Should try hard to see
That he buys all my discs in a hat
And when I'm in town go see that
Chorus & repeat intro