Bob Dylan - Bob dylans dream

^GWhile riding on a ^Amtrain goin' west I fell asleep for to ^Dtake my rest I ^Gdreamed a dream that ^C/Gmade me ^Gsad Concerning ^Dmyself and the ^C/Gfirst few friends I ^Ghad

^GWith half-damp eyes I stared ^Amto the room Where my friends and I spent ^Dmany an afternoon Where ^Gwe together w^C/Geathered many a^G storm Laughin' and^D singin' till th^C/Ge early hours of th^Ge morn

^GBy the old wooden stove where our h^Amats was hung Our words was told, our ^Dsongs was sung Where we ^Glonged for nothing and wer^C/Ge satisf^Gied Jokin' and ^Dtalkin' about ^C/Gthe world out^Gside

^GWith hungry hearts through the ^Amheat and cold We never much thought we could ^Dget very old We ^Gthought we could sit ^C/Gforever in ^Gfun And our ^Dchances really was a ^C/Gmillion to ^Gone

^GAs easy it was to tell ^Amblack from white It was all that easy to tell ^Dwrong from right And our ^Gchoices, they was few so the ^C/Gthought never ^Ghit That the one road we ^Dtraveled would ever ^C/Gshatter or sp^Glit

^GHow many a year has ^Ampassed and gone Many a gamble has been ^Dlost and won And ^Gmany a road taken by ^C/Gmany a first frien^Gd And each ^Done I’ve ^C/Gnever seen ag^Gain

^GI wish, I wish, I wish in ^Amvain That we could sit simply in that ^Droom again Ten ^Gthousand dollars at the ^C/Gdrop of a ^Ghat And I’d give it all ^Dgladly if our ^C/Glives could be like ^Gthat