Bob Dylan - Dont fall apart on me tonight

^CJust a minute ^G/Bbefore you leave, ^Fgirl, ^CJust a m^G/Binute before you touch the d^Foor. ^CWhat i^G/Bs it that you're trying to achi^Feve, girl? ^CDo you t^G/Bhink we can talk about it some m^Fore? You know, the^Dm streets are filled with v^Amipers Who'^Dmve lost all ray of h^Amope, ^C/GYou know, it ain't even safe no more In the pa^Glace of the Pope. ^CDon't fall ^G/Bapart on me to^Fnight, ^CI just don't ^G/Bthink that I could ^Fhandle it. ^CDon't fall a^G/Bpart on me to^Fnight, ^DmYesterday's just a ^Emmemory, To^Fmorrow is never what it's sup^C/Gposed to be And I ^Gneed you, ye^F/Gah.

^CCome over here^G/B from over there, ^Fgirl, ^CSit down here.^G/B You can have my c^Fhair. ^CI can't see us^G/B goin' anywhere, g^Firl. T^Che only place open is a thousand^G/B miles away and I can't take ^Fyou there. I wi^Dmsh I'd have been a d^Amoctor, Mayb^Dme I'd have saved some life that had^Am been lost, ^C/GMaybe I'd have done some good in the world 'Stead of burn^Ging every bridge I crossed. ^CDon't fall ^G/Bapart on me to^Fnight, ^CI just don't think ^G/Bthat I could h^Fandle it. ^CDon't fall ^G/Bapart on me to^Fnight, ^DmYesterday's just a ^Emmemory, To^Fmorrow is never what it's sup^C/Gposed to be And I ^Gneed you, oh^F/G, yeah.

^CI ain't too go^G/Bod at conversation^F, girl, ^CSo you might n^G/Bot know exactly how I ^Ffeel, ^CBut if I could, I'd br^G/Bing you to the mountainto^Fp, girl, ^CAnd build you a house ^G/Bmade out of stainless ^Fsteel. But ^Dmit's like I'm stuck inside a ^Ampainting That^Dm's hanging in the Lo^Amuvre, ^C/GMy throat start to tickle and my nose itches But I know t^Ghat I can't move. ^CDon't fall ^G/Bapart on me to^Fnight, ^CI just don't think t^G/Bhat I could ha^Fndle it. ^CDon't fall ^G/Bapart on me to^Fnight, ^DmYesterday's gone but the pa^Emst lives on, To^Fmorrow's just one step ^C/Gbeyond And I ^Gneed you, oh^F/G, yeah.

^BbWho are these people who are ^Fwalking towards you? Do you know them or will there be a ^Cfight? With their ^Bbhumorless smiles so ^Feasy to see through, Can they tell you what's wrong from what's ^Cright? ^FDo you remember ^CSt. James Street ^FWhere you blew Jackie P.'s ^Cmind? You were so ^Ffine, Clark Gable would have ^Cfell at your feet And ^Bblaid his ^Flife on the ^G11line. ^G

^CLet's try to get ben^G/Beath the surface wa^Fste, girl, ^CNo more booby traps and b^G/Bombs, No more decadence and^F charm, ^CNo more affection^G/B that's misplaced,^F girl, ^CNo more mudcake crea^G/Btures lying in you^Fr arms. What^Dm about that millionaire with the drumstick^Ams in his pants? He l^Dmooked so baffled and so b^Amewildered ^C/GWhen he played and we didn't dance. ^CDon't fall ^G/Bapart on me to^Fnight, ^CI just don't think t^G/Bhat I could ha^Fndle it. ^CDon't fall ^G/Bapart on me to^Fnight, ^DmYesterday's just a ^Emmemory, To^Fmorrow is never what it's sup^C/Gposed to be And I ^Gneed you,^F/G yeah.