Ballad in Plain D Bob Dylan
I [C]once loved a [Am]girl, [F]her skin it was [C]bronze
With the innocence of a [Am]lamb, she was [Bb]gentle like a [F]fawn
I [C]courted her [Am]proudly, but [F]now she is [C]gone
Gone as the [G]season she's [G7]ta--[C]ken.[G] [G6] [G7]
In a [C]young summer's [Am]youth, I [F]stole her a[C]way
From her mother and [Am]sister, though [Bb]close did they [F]stay
[C]Each one of them [Am]suffering from the [F]failures of their [C]day
With strings of guilt they [G]tried hard to guide [C]us.
[C]Of the two [Am]sisters, [F]I loved the [C]young
With sensitive [Am]instincts, she was the [Bb]creative [F]one
The [C]constant scrape[Am]goat, she was [F]easily un[C]done
By the jealousy of [G]others around [C]her.
For her [C]parasite [Am]sister, I [F]had no res[C]pect
Bound by her [Am]boredom, her [Bb]pride to [F]protect
[C]Countless [Am]visions of the [F]other she'd [C]reflect
As a crutch for her [G]scenes and her socie[C]ty.
[C]Myself, for what [Am]I did, I [F]cannot be ex[C]cused
The changes I was [Am]going through can't [Bb]even be [F]used
For the [C]lies that I [Am]told her in [F]hopes not to [C]lose
The could-be dream-[G]lover of my life[C]time.
With [C]unseen [Am]consciousness, I [F]possessed in my [C]grip
A magnificent [Am]mantelpiece, though its [Bb]heart being [F]chipped
[C]Noticing [Am]not that I'd [F]already [C]slipped
To a sin of [G]love's false se[G7]curi[C]ty.
From [C]silhouetted [Am]anger to [F]manufactured [C]peace
Answers of [Am]emptiness, [Bb]voice vacan[F]cies
Till the [C]tombstones of [Am]damage read me [F]no question but, [C]"Please
What's wrong and what's [G]exactly the [G7]mat[C]ter?"
And [C]so it did [Am]happen, like it [F]could have been for[C]eseen
The timeless exp[Am]losion of [Bb]fantasy's [F]dream
At the [C]peak of the [Am]night, the [F]king and the [C]queen
Tumbled all [G]down into pie[C]ces.
"The [C]tragic [Am]figure" her [F]sister did [C]shout
[C]"Leave her [Am]alone, God [Bb]damn you, get [F]out"
And [C]I in my [Am]armour, [F]turning [C]about
And nailing her in the [G]ruins of her pettiness.
Be[C]neath a bare [Am]light bulb the [F]plaster did [C]pound
Her sister and [Am]I in a [Bb]screaming battle[F]ground
And [C]she in [Am]between, the [F]victim of [C]sound
Soon shattered as a [G]child to the shad[C]ows.
All is [C]gone, all is [Am]gone, ad[F]mit it, take [C]flight
I gagged in contra[Am]diction, tears [Bb]blinding my [F]sight
My [C]mind it was [Am]mangled, I ran [F]into the [C]night
Leaving all of love's [G]ashes behind [C]me.
The [C]wind knocks my [Am]window, the [F]room it is [C]wet
The words to say I'm [Am]sorry, I [Bb]haven't found [F]yet
I [C]think of her [Am]often and hope [F]whoever she's [C]met
Will be fully [G]aware of how precious she [C]is.
Ah, my [C]friends from the [Am]prison, they [F]ask unto [C]me
"How good, how [Am]good does it [Bb]feel to be [F]free"?
And [C]I answer [Am]them most [F]mysterious[C]ly
"Are birds free from the [G]chains of the [G7]skyw[C]ay"?
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