Dirge Bob Dylan
Intro:
tr | . | . | . | . | . | . | . | . --10-----|------------13----------|---------15-13-11-10-11-10-| ---------|------------------------|---------------------------| ---------|------------------------|---------------------------| ---------|------------------------|---------------------------| ---------|------------------------|---------------------------| ---------|------------------------|---------------------------| : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . |11-10-11-10--------------------|------------------------|------------------------| |-----------13-11-11h13-11------|------------------------|/8-------------11-8-----| |-------------------------------|---------5--7--10-7-----|------------------------| |-------------------------------|------------------------|/5-------------8--5-----| |-------------------------------|---------3--5--8--5-----|------------------------| |-------------------------------|------------------------|------------------------| : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . |------------------------|------------------------|-------------------------|-- |------------------------|-----------/11--8---6---|-------------------------|-- |------5--5--7--10-7-----|------------------------|/7-----7--7--9-----7-----|-- |------------------------|-----------/8---5---3---|-------------------------|-- |------3--3--5--8--5-----|------------------------|/5-----5--5--7-----5-----|-- |------------------------|------------------------|-------------------------|-- I hate...
[Dm]I hate myself for [Gm]lov[1)]ing you and the [Dm]weakness that it [Gm]sho[2)]wed
Dm Gm Dm Am *)
You were just a painted face on a trip down to suicide road
The [Bb]stage was set, the [Dm/A]lights went out all [Gm]around the old hotel
I [Bb/F]hate myself for [Eb]loving you and I'm [Gm/D]glad the [Cm]curtain [Gm]fell.
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[Dm]I hate that foolish [Gm]game we play[1)]ed [Dm] and the need that was ex[Gm]pressed[2)]
[Dm]And the mercy that you [Gm]showed to me, who[Dm]ever would have [Am]guessed
[Bb]I w[3)]ent out on Lower [Dm/A]Broadway and I [Gm]felt that place within[4)]
[Bb]That hollow place where [Eb(/G)]martyrs weep and [Gm/D]angels [Cm]play with [Gm]sin.[5)]
Fill 1 Fill 2 : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . |------------------------| |------------------------| |------------------------| |-----muted strings------| |--------(35)3-----------| |------------------------| |------------------5-----| |------5-----3--3--5-----| |------------------------| |---------5--------------| |------------------------| |------------------------| ...game we played ...expressed Fill 3 : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . |------------------8--10-|10-8-----8-----------8--| |------------------------|---------------11-11----| |------------------------|------------------------| |------------------------|------------------------| |------------------------|------------------------| |------------------------|------------------------| Fill 4 : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . |--------------------------|------6-----------------|---------3- |----------------8---------|------------------------|------4---- |---3--3--5--5/7----7\5-3--|------------------------|---3------- etc |---5--5--7----------------|/8----------------------|----------- |--------------------------|------------------------|----------- |--------------------------|------------------------|3---------- Fill 5 : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . |---3---6---8-6-8-10-11-|10-8-10-11-10-11----13---| |---x-------------------|-------------------------| |---x-------------------|-------------------------| |---x-------------------|-------------------------| |---x-------------------|-------------------------| |---x-------------------|-------------------------| ...sin : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . |---------15-15--13-13-11-10-10h|11-10----------------------| |-------------------------------|------13-11-11h13----11----| |-------------------------------|---------------------------| |-------------------------------|---------------------------| |-------------------------------|---------------------------| |-------------------------------|---------------------------| : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . |---------5--5--6--5-----|------------------------| |---8--6--------------6--|6--8--6-----------------| |------------------------|---------8--------------| |------------------------|------------etc---------| |------------------------|------------------------| |------------------------|------------------------| Heard your ...
Heard your songs of [1)]freedom and man forever [2)]stripped
Acting out his folly while his back is being whipped
Like a slave in orbit he's beaten 'til he's tame 3)
All for a moment's glory and it's a dirty, rotten shame.
Fill 1 Fill 2 : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . |-------------------------| |------------------------| |---------3---------------| |------------------------| |------3-----3h5-3-----3--| |---------------3-/5--7--| |-------------------5-----| |---------3--5-----------| |-------------------------| |---3--5-----------------| |-------------------------| |------------------------| Fill 3 : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . |------------------------|------3--3-/6-----3-----| |------3--3-/6-----3-----|------------------------| |------------------------|------------------------| |------------------------|------5--5-/8-----5-----| |------5--5-/8-----5-----|------------------------| |------------------------|------------------------| ...shame : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . |------------------------|------3--1--3--6--3-----| |------1--3--6--3--3-----|------------------------| |------------------------|------------------------| |------------------------|------5--3--5--8--5-----| |------3--5--8--5--5-----|------------------------| |------------------------|------------------------| : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . |------------------------|------------------------| |------3-----3--------3--|------3--------3-----3--| |------------------------|------------------------| |------------------------|------------------------| |---5-----------5--------|---5--------5-----------| |------------------------|------------------------| : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . |---------------------3--|3-3-3-3-----------------| |(3)---3--3--6--3--------|uneven------------------| |------------------------|------------------------| |------------------------|------------------------| |------------------------|------------------------| |------------------------|------------------------| There are...
There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them
In this age of fiberglass I'm searching for a gem
The crystall ball upon the wall hasn't shown me nothing yet
I've paid the price of solitude but at least I'm out of debt.
I can't recall a useful thing you ever did for me
'Cept pat me on the back one time when I was on my knees
We stared into each other's eyes 'till one of us would break
No use to apologize, what difference would it make ?
So sing your praise of progress and of the Doom Machine
The naked truth is still taboo whenever it can be seen
Lady Luck who shines on me, will tell you where I'm at
I hate myself for loving you but I should get over that.
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem - dylanchords.info
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