Its Alright Ma Bob Dylan
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Also lessons, news, | | columns and guitar forums! | Artist: Bob Dylan Song: Its Alright Ma Received: from animal-farm.nevada.edu by redrock.nevada.edu (5.65c/M1.4) with SMTP id ; Mon, 15 Feb 1993 17:35:13 -0800 Received: from post2.INRE.ASU.EDU by animal-farm.nevada.edu id ; Mon, 15 Feb 1993 17:35:11 -0800 Received: from ASUVM.INRE.ASU.EDU (MAILER@ASUACAD) by asu.edu (PMDF #2382 ) id ; Mon, 15 Feb 1993 18:35:03 MST Received: from ASUACAD (IFSXM) by ASUVM.INRE.ASU.EDU (Mailer R2.08) with BSMTP id 6997; Mon, 15 Feb 93 18:37:22 MST Date: 15 Feb 1993 18:36:25 -0700 (MST) To: email@example.com Message-Id: Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7BIT IT'S ALLRIGHT MA Bob Dylan Darkness at the break of noon shadows even the silver spoon The hand made blade, the child's balloon exlipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon there is no sense in trying Pointed threats they bluff with scorn, suicide remarks are torn From the fool's gold mouthpiece, the hollow horn Plays wasted words, proves to warn that he not busy being born is busy dying Watch waterfalls of pity roar, you feel to moan but unlike before You discover that you'd just be one more person crying So don't fear, if you hear, a foreign sound to your ear It's allright ma, I'm only sighing As some warn victory, some downfall, private reasons great or small Can be seen in the eys of those that call To make all that shoulc be killed to crawl While others say don't hate nothing at all except hatred Disillusioned words like bullets bark as human gods aim for their mark Make everything from toy guns that spark To flesh colored Christs that glow in the dark It's easy to see without looking too far that not much is really sacred While preachers preach of evil fates, teacherrs teach that knowledge waits Can lead to hundred dollar plates, goodness hides behind its gates But even the president of the United States must sometimes have to stand naked And though the rules of the road have been lodged It's only people's games that you've got to dodge And it's allright ma, I can make it Advertising signs that con you into thinking you're the one That can do what's never been done, that can win what's nver been won Meantime life outside goes on all around you You lose yourself, you reappear you suddenly find you've got nothing to fear Alone you stand with nobody near when a trembling distant voice unclear Startles your sleeping ears to hear that somebody thinks they really found you A question in your nerves is lit yet you know there is no answer fit To satisfy, ensure you not to quit to keep it in your mind and not forget That it is not he or she or them or it that you beling to Although the masters make the rules for the wise men and the fools I've got nothing ma, to live up to For them that must obey authority that they don not respect in any degree Who despise their jobs, their destinies Speak jealously of them that are free Cultivate their flowers to be nothing more than something they invest in While unprinciples baptize too strict party platform ties Social clubs in drag disguise, outsiders they can freely criticize Tell nothing except who to idolize and say 'God bless him' While one who sings with his tongue on fire gargles in the rat race choir Bent out of shape from society's pliers, cares not to come up any higher But rather get you down in the holw that he's in But I mean no harm nor put fault on anyone that lives in a vault But it's allright ma, if I can't please him Old lady judges watch people in paird, limited in sex they dare To push fake morals, insultant stares while money doesn't talk, it swears Obscenity, who really cares, propaganda all is phony While them that defend what they cannot see with a killer's pride, security It blows the mind most bitterly for them that think death's honesty Won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely My eyes collide head on with stuffed graveyards, false goals, I scuff At pettiness which plays so rough, walk upside down inside handcuffs Kick my legs to crash it off, say OK I've had enough What else can you show me and if my thought dreams could be seen They'd probably put my head in a guillotine But it's allright ma, it's life and life only tune both E strings to D, capo on 2nd fret -2---- -00230 x4 ...break of noon 0----- -00230 x4 ...silver spoon -3---- -00230 x4 ...child's balloon -2---- -00230 x4 ...sun and moon -1---- -00230 x4 ...know too soon 0----- 000230 0------ 00230-00230 000233/55-33 there's no sense in trying 000230 202222 000230 020033 so don't fear if you hear a foreign sound to your ear 0----- -0---- -2---- -0---- -02222 000230 its all right ma I'm only sighing great song - Good luck with it! Peace, love, and soul, Paul Zimmerman END +--------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation | | of the song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, | | or research. | +--------------------------------------------------------------------------+
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