Bob Dylan

           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,

D

G       D              G        D
Sad I'm sittin' on the railroad track
G             D
Watchin' that old smokestack
G                        D               D7  D
Train is a-leavin' but it won't be back.

  D7                            D
      :     .     .     .       :     .
--0-|-----0-0-----------------|-----0------
--3-|-----3-3-----------------|-----0------
--3-|-----3-3---1-------------|-----0------  etc.
----|-----------------3-----0-|-----0------
----|-------------------------|-----0------
----|-0-----0-----0-----0-----|-0----------

     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