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--------------------------------------------------------------------------- Caribbean Wind (rehearsal with pedal steel) – Bob Dylan --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Written by: Bob Dylan Recorded: 1980, Sept 23 Now on: “The Bootleg Series Vol. 13 (1979-1981): Trouble No More” (Disc 4) Tabbed by: maguri Tuning: Standard capo: 3rd fret play: C key: Eb --------------------------------------------------------------------------- CHORDS E-A-D-G-B-e Csus4 x-3-3-0-1-1 --------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Verse]
CShe was from Haiti, Em7fair brown and intense F I don’t think she’d ever known about Cinnocence C C/B C/A C/G F | Bb F | I was playin’ a show in Miami in the theater of mystery. C Told her about Jesus, Em7told about the rain F She told me about the vision, Ctold me about the pain C C/B C/A C/G F | Bb F | That had risen from the ashes and abided in her memory.
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Was she a Cvirtuous woman?Em7 I really can’t say F Something about her said Ctrust me anyway. C C/B C/A C/G F | Bb F | As the days turned to minutes and the minutes turned back into hours. I preCtended to be sleepingEm7 and he thought I was But FI was only paying attention like a Crattlesnake does C C/B C/A C/G F | Bb F | When he’s hearin’ footsteps trampling on the flowers.
[Chorus]
F And that Caribbean Gwind still blowsC from Mexico to FCuraçao, C/E From Chinatown to theF furnace of deGsire. F And them distant ships of GlibertyC on the iron waves so Fbold and free, C/E Bringing everyone that's Fnear to me Gcloser to the Cfire. Csus4
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Well, our Cshadows move closer til they Em7touched on the floor, The FProdigal Son’s waiting Cclose to the door, C C/B C/A C/G F | Bb F | Preaching up sanity, he’s waiting for the night to arrive. He was Cwell connected, but her Em7heart was a snare F She had left him to Cdie in there, C C/B C/A C/G F | Bb F | But I knew I could get him out while he still was alive.
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CStars on my balcony, Em7flies buzz my head, FCeiling fan’s broken, there’s Cheat in my bed C C/B C/A C7/G F | Bb F | Street band playin' "Nearer My God To Thee" She looked Cinto my eyes, I hear the Em7mission bells ring, She said "I Fknow what you're thinking, but Cthere ain't a thing C C/B C/A C/G F | Bb F | You can do about it, so you might as well let it be"
[Chorus]
When the FCaribbean Gwind still blowsC from Mexico to FCuraçao, C/E From Chinatown to the Ffurnace of deGsire. And them Fdistant ships of Gliberty Con them iron waves so Fbold and free, C/E Bringing everything that ever Fwas close to me Amcloser Gto the Cfire. Csus4
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C Atlantic City by the Em7cruel sea, I hear a Fvoice crying "Daddy", I always Cthink it's for me, C C/B C/A C/G F | Bb F | But it's only the silence in the buttermilk hills that calls, Every Cnew messenger bringin’Em7 evil report About Farmies that are rioting, those fCuses are short [?] C C/B C/A C/G F | Bb F | And them ugly gargoyles and hate words written on walls
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C Would I have married her? I don't Em7know I suppose, She had Fbells in her braids and Cfire in her clothes. C C/B C/A C/G F | Bb F | But the curtain was rising, like they say, the show must go on Then I Cfelt it come over me, Em7some kind of gloom, I was going to Fsay "Come on with me, I got Cplenty of room" C C/B C/A C/G F | Bb F | But I knew I'd be lyin', and besides she'd already gone.
[Chorus]
And them FCaribbean Gwind still blowsC from Curaçao to FMexico, C/E From Chinatown to the Ffurnace of deGsire. And Fthem distant ships of GlibertyC on iron waves so Fbold and free, C/E Bringing everything that's Fnear to me Gnearer to the Cfire. Csus4
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