Scarlet Town Bob Dylan In [Am]Scarlet Town, where I was born There's ivy leaf and silver thorn The streets have names that you can't pronounce [G]Gold is down to a [E]quarter of an ounce The music starts and the people sway Everybody says, "Are you going my way?" Uncle Tom still workin' for Uncle Bill Scarlet Town is under the hill. Scarlet Town in the month of May Sweet William Holme on his deathbed lay Mistress Mary by the side of the bed Kissin' his face and puttin' prayers on hi (dylanchords.info)