Meet Me in the Morning Bob Dylan
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Meet Me in the Morning
Meet Me in the Morning
Words and music Bob Dylan
Released on Blood on the Tracks (1975)
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem
Open D/E tuning
Chords:
(I give the full chords, but Dylan mostly (only?) plays on the
three-four highest strings. The second guitar plays standard blues
keys in standard tuning)
Intro and interlude (more or less):
: . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . ---0---|----3^-0--0-----0----0---|----3^-0--0----------0---| -2-----|---------(3)----0--2-----|---------(3)----0--2-----| -1-----|---(0)----------0--1-----|----------------0--1-----| -------|-0-----------0-----------|-0-----------0-----------| -------|-------------------------|-------------------------| -------|-------------------------|-------------------------| (=lick 1) : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . |----3^-0--0--------------|----3^-0--0----------0---| |--------(3)--------------|-0-------(3)----0--2-----| |----0--------------------|0---------------0--1-----| |-0-----------------------|-------------0-----------| |-------------------------|-------------------------| |-------------------------|-------------------------| : . : . : . : . : . : . |---------12--12----------0---|----------- |-----------------------------|----------- |-----/12---------------12----|----------- |----------------------0------|----------- |-----------------------------|----------- |-----------------------------|----------- (=lick 2) Meet me . . .
E E7 A |E . . A |E . . . |
Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha (2x lick 2)
A E . . . |. . . . | (2x lick 1)
Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha
Honey, [B7]we could be in Kansas
[A]By time the snow begins to tha[E]w.
They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn
They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn
But you wouldn't know it by me
Every day's been darkness since you been gone.
Little rooster crowin', there must be something on his mind
Little rooster crowin', there must be something on his mind
Well, I feel just like that rooster
Honey, ya treat me so unkind.
The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed
Well, the birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed
Well now, I ain't got any matches
And the station doors are closed.
Well, I struggled through barbed wire, felt the hail fall from above
Well, I struggled through barbed wire, felt the hail fall from above
Well, you know I even outran the hound dogs
Honey, you know I've earned your love.
Look at the sun sinkin' like a ship
Look at the sun sinkin' like a ship
Ain't that just like my heart, babe
When you kissed my lips?
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem - dylanchords.info
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