Spanish Harlem Incident

Bob Dylan

Intro: G C G
Gypsy (C)gal, the hands of (G)Harlem Cannot (C)hold you to it's (G)heat Your (C)temperature's too hot for (G)taming, Your flaming (C)feet burn up the (G)street. Into reach of (E)your rattling (D)drums. (C)Let me (G)know, babe, C (D)about my (G)fortune Down along my restless palms.
Gypsy (C)gal, you got me (G)swallowed. I have (C)fallen far (G)beneath Your pearly (C)eyes, so fast an' (G)slashing,
An' your (C)flashing diamond (G)teeth. The (C)night is pitch (G)black, (D)come an' (G)make my Pale face (E)fit into (C)place, ah, (G)please! (C)Let me (G)know, babe, C (D)I'm nearly (G)drowning, If it's you my lifelines trace.
I been (C)wond'rin' all about (G)me Ever (C)since I seen you (G)there. On the (E)cliffs of your wildcat (C)charms I'm (G)riding, I know I'm 'round (E)you but I (C)don't know (G)where. You have (E)slayed me, you have (G)made me, I got to laugh halfways of my heels. (C)I got to (G)know, babe, C (D)will you surround (G)me So I can know if I'm really real.

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