Bob Dylan - Changing of the Guards

Changing of the Guards Bob Dylan Sixteen ye[Em]ars, Sixte[G]en banners un[D]ited over the f[Em]ield Where a [C]good Shepard g[D]rieves. Desperate [Em]men, desperate [G]women di[D]vided, Spreading their [Em]wings 'neath the [D]fallin[C]g le[G]aves Fortune [Em]calls I step[G]ped forth from the [D]shadows, to the [Em]marketplace, Merchants and [C]thieves, hungry for [D]power, my last deal gone [Em]down. She's smelling [G]sweet like the m[D]eadows where she was [Em]born On midsummer's eve, [C]nea[ (guitaretab.com)

Changing of the Guards Bob Dylan I wanted to submit the best way to play this song. Capo on the first fret: [G]Sixt[D]een ye[Em]ars, [Am7]Sixteen [G/D]banners united[D] over the field[Em] Where the good [C]shepherd grieves.[D] Desperate men, de[Em]spera[Am7]te women di[G/D]vided,[D] Spreading their wings 'n[Em]eath the falling leave[C]s.[D][G] [G]Fort[D]une cal[Em]ls. [Am7]I stepped fo[G/D]rth from the shadows[D], to the marketplace,[Em] Merchants and thieves, [C]hungry for power, my last (guitaretab.com)

Changing of the Guards Bob Dylan [G]Six[D]teen [Em]years, [Am]Six[C]teen[G] banners u[D]nited over the [Em]fields Where the [C]good shepherd [D]grieves. Desperate [Em]men, [Am]des[C]perate[G] women di[D]vided, Spreading their [Em]wings 'neath the [C]fal[D]ling [G]leaves. Fortune calls. I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace, Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down. She's smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born, On midsummer's eve, near the tower (dylanchords.info)

Changing of the Guards Bob Dylan >Weer een lied van Bobje: ditmaal Changing of the Guards. Misschien zitten er wat fouten in de tekst :p Intro: Ab Sixteen [Fm]years, Sixteen[Ab] banners u[Eb]nited over the [Fm]fields While the [Db]good shepherd [Eb]grieves Desperate [Fm]men, despe[Ab]rate women d[Eb]ivided, Spreading their [Fm]wings 'neath the [Db]fal[Eb]ling [Ab]leaves. Fortune [Fm]calls. I steppe[Ab]d forth from the [Eb]shadows, to the market[Fm]place, Merchants and [Db]thieves, hungr (gitaartabs.nl)

Changing of the Guards Bob Dylan Date: Sun, 28 Jan 96 15:33:49 EST From: Winston Campbell Subject: CHANGING OF THE GUARDS by Bob Dylan Intro: Ab Sixteen [Fm]years, Sixteen[Ab] banners u[Eb]nited over the [Fm]fields While the [Db]good shepherd [Eb]grieves Desperate [Fm]men, despe[Ab]rate women d[Eb]ivided, Spreading their [Fm]wings 'neath the [Db]fal[Eb]ling [Ab]leaves. Fortune [Fm]calls. I steppe[Ab]d forth from the [Eb]shadows, to the market[Fm]place, Merchants and [Db]thieves, hungry for [ (guitartabs.cc)

Changing of the Guards Bob Dylan CHANGING OF THE GUARDS by Bob Dylan Intro: Ab Sixteen [Fm]years, Sixteen[Ab] banners u[Eb]nited over the [Fm]fields While the [Db]good shepherd [Eb]grieves Desperate [Fm]men, despe[Ab]rate women d[Eb]ivided, Spreading their [Fm]wings 'neath the [Db]fal[Eb]ling [Ab]leaves. Fortune [Fm]calls. I steppe[Ab]d forth from the [Eb]shadows, to the market[Fm]place, Merchants and [Db]thieves, hungry for [Eb]power, my last deal gone [Fm]down. She's smelling[Ab] sweet lik (xguitar.com)

Changing of the Guards Bob Dylan CHANGING OF THE GUARDS by Bob Dylan Intro: Ab Sixteen [Fm]years, Sixteen[Ab] banners u[Eb]nited over the [Fm]fields While the [Db]good shepherd [Eb]grieves Desperate [Fm]men, despe[Ab]rate women d[Eb]ivided, Spreading their [Fm]wings 'neath the [Db]fal[Eb]ling [Ab]leaves. Fortune [Fm]calls. I steppe[Ab]d forth from the [Eb]shadows, to the market[Fm]place, Merchants and [Db]thieves, hungry for [Eb]power, my last deal gone [Fm]down. She's smelling[Ab] sweet lik (azchords.com)

Changing of the Guards Bob Dylan [Verse] [G]Sixt[D]een ye[Em]ars, [Am7]Sixt[C]een [G]banners un[D]ited over the [Em]field Where the g[C]ood shepherd gri[D]eves. Desperate m[Em]en, d[Am7]espe[C]rate [G]women di[D]vided, Spreading their [Em]wings 'neath the [C]fall[D]ing l[G]eaves. [Verse] [G]Fort[D]une cal[Em]ls. [Am7]I st[C]epped [G]forth from the s[D]hadows, to the marketp[Em]lace, Merchants and th[C]ieves, hungry for po[D]wer, my last deal gone d[Em]own. [Am7]She's s[C]melling [G]sweet like (azchords.com)

Changing of the Guards Bob Dylan Sixteen ye[Em]ars, Sixte[G]en banners un[D]ited over the f[Em]ield Where a [C]good Shepard g[D]rieves. Desperate [Em]men, desperate [G]women di[D]vided, Spreading their [Em]wings 'neath the [D]fallin[C]g le[G]aves Fortune [Em]calls I step[G]ped forth from the [D]shadows, to the [Em]marketplace, Merchants and [C]thieves, hungry for [D]power, my last deal gone [Em]down. She's smelling [G]sweet like the m[D]eadows where she was [Em]born On midsummer's eve, [C]nea[ (guitartabs.cc)