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, hungry for [Eb]power, my last deal gone [Fm]down.
She's smelling[Ab] sweet like the [Eb]meadows where she was [Fm]born,
On midsummer's [Db]eve, [Eb]near the t[Ab]ower.
The cold-blooded [Fm]moon.
The captain [Ab]waits above the cele[Eb]bration
Sending his [Fm]thoughts to a [Db]beloved [Eb]maid
Whose ebony [Fm]face is beyond[Ab] communi[Eb]cation.
The captain is [Fm]down but still believing that his [Db]love will [Eb]be repai[Ab]d.
They sha[Fm]
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