Nothing Was Delivered The Byrds
From RICKL1@IX.NETCOM.COM Sun Apr 27 11:33:31 1997
Date: Sun, 23 Mar 1997 00:03:22 GMT
From: RICKL1@IX.NETCOM.COM
To: guitar@olga.net
Subject: Nothing Was Delivered The Byrds Chords/Words
The Byrds Nothing Was Delivered by Bob Dylan
[G]Nothing was d[C]eliverd and I tell this truth to [G]you
Not out of spite or [D]anger but simply 'cause it's [G]tru[G7]e
Now you must provide some [C]answers for what you sell was not [G]received
And the sooner you come [D]up with it then the sooner you can [G]leave
Nothing is [Em]better, nothing is [G]best
Take care of your [C]health and get plenty of [G]rest[C] [G]
[G]Nothing was [C]delivered and it's up to you to [G]say
Just what you had in [D]mind when you made everybody [G]pay[G7]
Now I hope you won't obj[C]ect to this giving back all that you [G]owe
But the sooner you come [D]up with it then the sooner you can [G]go
Nothing is [Em]better, nothing is [G]best
Take care of your [C]health and get plenty of [G]rest[C] [G]
[G]No nothing was [C]deliverd, I can't say I sympat[G]hize
With what your fate is [D]goin' to be yes for telling all those [G]li[G7]es
No nothing was del[C]ivered yes and someone must e[G]xplain
But as long as it takes to d[D]o this then that's how long that you[G]
remain
Nothing is [Em]better, nothing is [G]best
Take care of your [C]health and get plenty of [G]rest[C] [G]
>From The Sweetheart Of The Rodeo LP
Byrds She Don't Care About Time written by Gene Clark
[D] [G]Hall[G/F#]ways and [Em]stair[G/F#]cases [G]ever[G/F#]yday to [D]climb
To [G]go up [G/F#]to my [Em]white walled [G/F#]room oh the end of [D]time
Where I can [D/C#]be with [Bm]my love for [G]she is [G/F#]all that is [Em]mine
And she'll [D]always be there my [G]love don't [G/F#]care about [D]time
I l[G]augh [G/F#]with her [Em]cry [G/F#]with her [G]hold her [G/F#]close she is [D]mine
The way s[G]he [G/F#]tells me [Em]of her [G/F#]love and [G]never [G/F#]is she t[D]rying
She don't [D/C#]have to [Bm]be assured of [G]many [G/F#]good things to [Em]find
And she'll [D]always be there my [G]love don't [G/F#]care about t[D]ime
[G] [G/F#] [Em] [G/F#] [G] [G/F#] [D]
[D]Her eyes are dark and deep with love her hair hangs long and fine
She [G]walks with [G/F#]ease and [Em]all she [G/F#]sees is [G]never [G/F#]wrong or [D]right
And with her [D/C#]arms a[Bm]round me tight [G]I see her [G/F#]all in my [Em]mind
And she'll [D]always be there my [G]love don't [G/F#]care about t[D]ime
Copyright @ 1965 Tickson Music Co.
From the "45" Columbia Records
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