Eyolf Østrem

Version from 2004 (Oct 13)

Capo 1st fret (sounding key Ab major)

E                                              B
Night after night you wander the streets of my mind
                                                      E
Night after night, don't know what you think you will find
E
No place to go, nowhere to turn
A
Everything around you seems to burn, burn, burn
            B
And there's never any mercy in sight,
            E
Night after Night
B     A     E
Night after Night
B     A     E
Night after Night


Night after Night some nuke plant will blow up the world
Night after night another old man is in some young girl

A

      A
I was born in a desert, Raised in a lion's den
      D7                A
I was born in a desert, Raised in a lion's den
       E                                                        A
And my number one occupation is stealing women from their other men

D7                   C7                         A
Busted down in Texas, busted jail, I'm gone for good
D7                   C7                            A
Busted down in Texas, busted jail and I'm gone for good
         E                                                              A

(/d-e-f#) G

            G          Em
Just let me love you tonight
Am(/c) D           G  Em
    Forget about tomorrow
Am(/c) D              G        Em
    My darlin' let me hold you tight
    C G/b Am  D  G       C/g  G
And never let me go

Dry your eyes
No tears and no sorrow
Cling to me with all your might
And never let me go

G7

  C                Cm
A million times or more dear
    G         D     G        G7
You said we'd never part
    B7       Em
But lately I find
  A7             D...C...G/b...D9
A stranger in my arms

    C       Fmaj7    C       Fmaj7
Ah, I don't know the word to find
  C        Fmaj7     C              Fmaj7
A word for [...],*) [mean life this time]
  C      Fmaj7        C            Fmaj7
I got to know, got to make me understand
C     Fmaj7 C Fmaj7 C
if to me my Mary    Ann

Fmaj7 .  G  G6  C  .  .  .
Fmaj7 .  G  G6  C  .

C        Fmaj7     C         Fmaj7
Oh, Mary Ann, Mary Ann, Mary Ann
C         Fmaj7 C   Fmaj7 C
I'm gonna marry you some  time

Fmaj7 .  G  G6  [C  .  .  .] (tape break)

*) Sounds almost like: I work all day

    B             E             B    F#        B
The sweetest girl in the world is my blue eyed Jane
   F#                G#m          C#                 F#
We fell in love like turtle doves while the moon was shining down
  B                 E                  B       F#          B
I asked her then, I asked her when the wedding bells would ring
    C#                                                        F#
She said, "Oh dear, it seems so queer, that this could happen here."

           B

Capo 1st fret

Esus4    E

E                           A
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
E                    C#m/g#
Hoist the mainsail - here I come
A                Asus2              E/g#  /f# /e
Ain't no room on board for the insincere
E/f#      /g#
You're my witness
A        B   E
I'm your mutineer

I was born to rock the boat
Some may sink but we will float
Grab your coat - let's get out of here
You're my witness
I'm your mutineer

B/f#        C#m7/g#
Long ago we laughed at shadows

Dylan’s version

Capo 3rd fret (sounding key Bb major)

Introductory talk San Diego, Nov 26, 1980:

People always ask be about old songs and new songs. [crowd cheering]

This is a real old song. I used to sing this before I even wrote any songs. One of them old southern mountain ballads. I guess everybody used to do them.

G

D
Seems like only yesterday
  Em
I left my mind behind
D
Down in the Gypsy Cafe
       Em
With a friend of a friend of mine
    D                            Am
She sat with a baby heavy on her knee
    D                                  Am
Yet spoke of life most free from slavery
     D                                Am
With eyes that showed no trace of misery
  D                               Am
A phrase in connection first with she
C D
I heard
     D7                         G
That love is just a four-letter word

Outside a rambling store-front window