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Bob Dylan - Self portrait - Belle Isle this is my first tab and if you ask me it sounds 100% right
One eCvenin', for pleasure, I raFmbled to view The fCair fields Gall aloCne, Down by the banks of LFoch Erin, Where bGeauty and pleasure were knCown. I sAmpied a fair maid at her lEmabors, Which cAmaused me to stay for a wG7hile, And I tChought of this goddess of bEmeauty, BlFoomin' bright star of Belle ICsle.
I humbled my Amself to her beEmauty. "fFair maiden where do yCou belong? Are you from hAmeaven descenEmded, A bFiding in Cupid's fair tG7hrone?" "yAmoung man i will tell yoEmu a secret. It's Amtrue I'm a maid that is Empoor And to pCart from my vows and my prAmomise, That's mFore then my heart can enFmdure." "thCere fore, I remain at mAmy service, And go thEmrough all my hard ship and tG7oil, And wCait for the lEmad that has lefAmt me All aloFne on the baGnks of Belle IsCle." Em G "YoCung maidenAm, I wish not Emto banter. 'Tis tFrue I come here in disgCuise. I came toAm fulfill our last Empromise, Am And hDmope to give you a suG7rprise." "IAm've known you're a maid I loGve dearly And you've bAmeen in my hEmeart all the whG7ile. For Cme there is Emno other dAmamsel Than my blFooming bright sGtar of Belle IslCe." Am Em F Fm C Am F G C