Tombstone Blues Bob Dylan The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course The [E]city fathers they're trying [A]to en[E]dorse The [E]reincarnation of [A]Paul Revere's [E]horse But the [E]town has no [A]need to be [E]nervous The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits To Jezebel the nun she violently knits A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits At the head of the chamber of commerce [A]Mama's in the fact'ry She ain't [E]got no shoes [A]Daddy's in the alley He's [E]lookin' for food [A]I' (guitaretab.com)