This file is part of a collection that (moreso than the rest of the site) are not meant to be detailed or accurate transcriptions of the original recordings. They're just some simple chord charts that I made for my own use, some of them my own arrangements.
"TANGLED UP IN BLUE" by Bob Dylan www.bobdylan.com From his 1975 album Blood on the Tracks Words and music by Bob Dylan Transcribed by T-rev www.t-rev.net Capo on the 7th fret. Chords named relative to capo. D Dsus2sus4 D Dsus2sus4 D C D C Early one mornin' the sun was shinin', I was layin' in bed D C G G Wondrin' if she'd changed at all, if her hair was still red D C D C Her folks they said our lives together sure was gonna be rough D C G G They never did like Mama's homemade dress, Papa's bank book wasn't big enough A Bm D G And I was standin' on the side of the road rain fallin' on my shoes A Bm D G Heading out for the east coast, Lord knows I've paid some dues A C G D Gettin' through, Tangled Up In Blue She was married when we first met, soon to be divorced I helped her out of a jam I guess, but I used a little too much force We drove that car as far as we could, abandoned it out west Split up on a dark, sad night, both agreeing it was best She turned around to look at me, as I was walkin' away I heard her say over my shoulder "We'll meet again some day On the avenue, tangled up in blue" I had a job in the great north woods, working as a cook for a spell But I never did like it all that much, and one day the axe just fell So I drifted down to New Orleans where I happened to be employed Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat right outside of Delacroix But all the while I was alone the past was close behind I seen a lot of women, but she never escaped my mind And I just grew tangled up in blue She was workin' in a topless place, and I stopped in for a beer I just kept lookin' at the side of her face in the spotlight so clear And later on as the crowd thinned out I's just about to do the same She was standing there in back of my chair, said to me, "Don't I know your name?" I muttered somethin' under my breath, she studied the lines on my face I must admit I felt a little uneasy when she bent down to tie the laces Of my shoe, tangled up in blue She lit a burner on the stove, and offered me a pipe I thought you'd never say hello, she said, You look like the silent type Then she opened up a book of poems and handed it to me Written by an Italian poet from the thirteenth century And every one of them words rang true and glowed like burnin' coal Pourin' off of every page like it was written in my soul From me to you, tangled up in blue I lived with them on Montague Street in a basement down the stairs There was music in the cafes at night and revolution in the air Then he started into dealing with slaves and something inside of him died She had to sell everything she owned and froze up inside And when finally the bottom fell out I became withdrawn The only thing I knew how to do was to keep on keepin' on Like a bird that flew, tangled up in blue So now I'm goin' back again, I got to get to her somehow All the people we used to know, they're an illusion to me now Some are mathematicians, some are carpenters' wives Don't know how it all got started, I don't know what they're doin' with their lives But me, I'm still on the road headin' for another joint We always did feel the same, we just saw it from a different point Of view, tangled up in blue Transcribed 2018-04-13 by T-rev More tab available at www.t-rev.net xx0232 D xx0030 Dsus2sus4 x32010 C 320003 G x02220 A x24432 Bm
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