Bob Dylan - Changing of the guards

^GSixt^Deen ye^Emars, ^Am7Sixt^Ceen ^Gbanners un^Dited over the ^Emfield Where the g^Cood shepherd gri^Deves. Desperate m^Emen, d^Am7espe^Crate ^Gwomen di^Dvided, Spreading their ^Emwings 'neath the ^Cfall^Ding l^Geaves.

^GFort^Dune cal^Emls. ^Am7I st^Cepped ^Gforth from the s^Dhadows, to the marketp^Emlace, Merchants and th^Cieves, hungry for po^Dwer, my last deal gone d^Emown. ^Am7She's s^Cmelling ^Gsweet like the m^Deadows where she was b^Emorn, On midsummer's e^Cve, n^Dear the t^Gower.

The ^Gcold-^Dblooded ^Emmoon. The c^Am7apta^Cin w^Gaits above the cele^Dbration Sending his t^Emhoughts to a ^Am7belo^Cved m^Daid Whose ebony ^Emface ^Am7is b^Cey^Gond communic^Dation. The captain is d^Emown but still bel^Bmieving that his ^Clove will^D be r^Gepaid.

They s^Ghaved ^Dher ^Emhead. ^Am7She w^Cas ^Gtorn between Jupiter and ^DApollo. A messenger arr^Emived with a b^Clack ni^Dghtingale. I seen her on the st^Emairs ^Am7and ^CI c^Gouldn't help but f^Dollow, Follow her d^Emown past the fo^Bmuntain where they l^Cifted u^Dp her ve^Gil.

^GI st^Dumbled to my ^Emfeet. I r^Am7ode past de^Gstruction in the d^Ditches With the stitch^Emes still ^Bmmending 'neath a ^Cheart-shaped ta^Dttoo. Renegade p^Emriests^Am7 and^C t^Greacherous young ^Dwitches Were h^Emanding out the f^Bmlowers that I^C'd gi^Dven to y^Gou.

T^Ghe p^Dalace of ^Emmirrors ^Am7Where d^Cog so^Gldiers are reflec^Dted, The endless ^Emroad and the ^Cwailing of ^Dchimes, The empty ^Emrooms w^Am7here h^Cer m^Gemory is prot^Dected, Where the a^Emngels' voices wh^Bmisper to the ^Csouls of p^Drevious t^Gimes.

She ^Gwakes ^Dhim ^Emup ^Am7Forty-e^Cight hours l^Gater, the sun is b^Dreaking Near broken c^Emhains, mountain l^Caurel and rolling r^Docks. She's begging to ^Emknow ^Am7what m^Ceasures ^Ghe now will be ta^Dking. He's pulling her d^Emown and she's clu^Bmtching on to his l^Cong g^Dolden ^Glocks.

^GGentle^Dmen, he s^Emaid, ^Am7I do^Cn't n^Geed your organiz^Dation, I've shined your s^Emhoes, I've moved your m^Countains and marked your c^Dards But Eden is b^Emurning, ^Am7eith^Cer br^Gace yourself for elimi^Dnation Or else your ^Emhearts must have the c^Bmourage for the c^Changing ^Dof the gu^Gards.

^GPeace w^Dill c^Emome ^Am7With ^Ctranq^Guility and sp^Dlendor on the wheels of ^Emfire But will b^Cring us no rew^Dard when her false idols ^Emfall ^Am7A n ^Cd c^Gruel death surr^Denders with its ^Empale ghost retr^Bmeating Between the K^Cing and the ^DQueen of S^Gwords.