Isis Bob Dylan
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[A]I married I[G]sis on the f[D]ifth day of Ma[A]y
But I could not hol[G]d on to he[D]r very long[A]
So I cut off my ha[G]ir and I ro[D]de straight a[A]way
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For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong.
I [A]came to a h[G]igh place of d[D]arkness and li[A]ght
The dividing line r[G]an through the cen[D]ter of tow[A]n
I hitched up my p[G]ony to a [D]post on the ri[A]ght
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Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down.
A m[A]an in the corn[G]er a[D]pproached me for a ma[A]tch
I knew right away he[G] was not ord[D]inary[A]
He said "Are you look[G]ing for something e[D]asy to ca[A]tch ?"
I said "I got no [G]money". He said "T[D]hat ain't nece[A]ssary".
We [A]set out that [G]night for the co[C]ld in the N[A]orth
I gave him my bla[G]nket he ga[D]ve me his w[A]ord
I said "Where are we g[G]oing ?" He said "We'd [D]be back by the f[A]ourth"
I said "That's the [G]best news that I've[D] ever[A] heard".
I was th[A]inking about t[G]urquoise I was th[D]inking about gold[A]
I was thinking about [G]diamonds and the [D]world's biggest nec[A]klace
As we rode through the c[G]anyons through the de[D]vilish c[A]old
I was thinking about I[G]sis how she th[D]ought I was so re[A]ckless.
How she [A]told me that on[G]e day we m[D]eet up agai[A]n
And things would be di[G]fferent the n[D]ext time we [A]wed
If I only could [G]hang on and jus[D]t be her fr[A]iend
I still can't remember a[G]ll the b[D]est things s[A]he said.
We [A]came to the pyra[G]mids all em[D]bedded in ic[A]e
He said "There's a bod[G]y I'm tr[D]ying to fi[A]nd
If I carry it [G]out it'll [D]bring a good pri[A]ce"
It was then that I kn[G]ew what he h[D]ad on his mi[A]nd.
The [A]wind it was h[G]owling and the snow[D] was outra[A]geous
We chopped through the n[G]ight and we cho[D]pped through the d[A]awn
When he died I was hopi[G]ng that it [D]wasn't conta[A]gious
But I made up my m[G]ind that I h[D]ad to go o[A]n.
I b[A]roke into the [G]tomb but the c[D]asket was e[A]mpty
There was no jewels no noth[G]ing I [D]felt I'd been [A]had
When I saw that my pa[G]rtner was just b[D]eing fr[A]iendly
When I took up his [G]offer I [D]must-a been [A]mad.
I[A] picked up his [G]body and I d[D]ragged him in[A]side
Threw him down in the h[G]ole and I p[D]ut back the c[A]over
I said a quick prayer an[G]d I f[D]elt satis[A]fied
Then I rode back to find [G]Isis just to[D] tell her I love [A]her.
She was th[A]ere in the meadow[G] where the c[D]reek used to ri[A]se
Blinded by[G] sleep and in ne[D]ed of a b[A]ed
I came in from the East[G] with the sun[D] in my ey[A]es
I cursed her one [G]time then I rode on ahea[A]d.
She sai[A]d "Where ya [G]been ?" I said "No[D] place spec[A]ial ?"
She said "You look [G]different" I said "W[D]ell I guess[A]"
She said "You been [G]gone" I said "That's [D]only natur[A]al"
She said "You gonna s[G]tay ?" I said "If yo[D]u want me to,[A] Yeah ".
[G]Isis oh Is[F]is you myst[C]ical chil[G]d
What drives me to y[F]ou is what d[C]rives me ins[G]ane
I still can[F] remember the wa[C]y that you smil[G]ed
On the fifth day of [F]May in the dr[C]izzling [G]rain.
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