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Bob Dylan

Make You Feel My Love


C                        G/b
When the rain is blowing in your face
Gm/Bb                  F/a
and the whole world is on your case
Fm/Ab           C/g
I could offer a warm embrace
D9/f#       G11     C
to make you feel my love

When evening shatters and the stars appear
and there is no one there to dry your tears
I could hold you for a million years
to make you feel my love
F                            C

Mama, You Been on My Mind

Recorded june 1964


Bootleg Series version

Capo 4th fret (sounding key E major)

Chords:

D7/f#   200212 (or 200210, which would be called D9/f#)
C/g     332010
C/b     x20010 (not really C/b, but that's what he plays)
G6      322003 (drop the 1st string and play 32000x-32200x-32300x,
G7      323003 that's the only way to get this one smooth)

Intro:

Standing In The Doorway

Album version

|: C C/b Am C/g  :|

C                 /b   Am                 C/g
I'm walkin' through      the summer nights
C         /b        Am   C/g
the jukebox playing low
C                   /b Am                 C/g
yesterday everything    was goin' too fast
C    /b                 Am    C/g
Today   it's movin' too slow

F        Bb/f           F     Bb/f
I got no place left to turn
F                 Bb/f  F     F  G
I got nothin' left to burn

C               /b                 Am                   C/g
Don't know if I saw you if I would kiss you or kill you

Fourth Time Around


C    F               C
When she said,"Don't waste
     F                   C
your words, they're just lies,"
  F             C         F   C   F
I cried she was deaf.
    C   F            C
And she worked on my face
      F           C
until breaking my eyes,
           F                  C      F   C  F
Then said, "What else you got left?"
       Em
It was then that I got up to leave
                        Dm
But she said, "Don't forget,

Absolutely Sweet Marie


D

           D             G           A          D
Well, your railroad gate, you know I just can't jump it
G            D                 A
Sometimes it gets so hard, you see
         D           G        A     D       Bm
I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet
     F#m                    D        A
With all these promises you left for me
    G               A              D
But where are you tonight, sweet Marie?

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