Bob Dylan - Idiot wind

^CmSomeone's got it in for me, they're ^Dplanting stories in the ^Gpress ^CmWhoever it is I wish they'd cut it out but ^Dwhen they will I ^D/Ccan only g^Guess. ^{D/F# Em}They say I shot a m^Bman named Gray and t^Amook his wife to ^GItaly, ^EmShe inherited a ^Bmmillion bucks and ^Amwhen she died it ^Gcame to me. I can't ^Bmhelp it if I'm ^C6lucky.

^CmPeople see me all the time and ^Dthey just can't re^D/Cmember how to a^Gct ^CmTheir minds are filled with big ideas, ^Dimages a^D/Cnd distorted ^Gfacts. ^{D/F# Em}Even you, ^Bmyesterday you ^Amhad to ask me ^Gwhere it was a^D/F#t, ^EmI couldn't believe after ^Bmall these years, y^Amou didn't know me ^Gbetter than that ^BmSweet l^C6ady.

^GIdiot wind, ^Cblowing every time you move your ^Gmouth, ^CBlowing down the backroads headin' ^D6south. ^{D7 G}Idiot wind, ^Cblowing every time you move your ^Gteeth, You're an idiot, ^Cbabe. D D7 G C/G G C/G It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.

I r^Cman into the fortune-teller, who ^Dsaid beware of ^D/Clightning that might ^Gstrike ^CmI haven't known peace and quiet ^Dfor so long I ^D/Ccan't remember what it's ^Glike. There's a l^Emone soldier o^Bmn the cross, ^Amsmoke pourin' out of a ^Gboxcar door, ^EmYou didn't know it, you d^Bmidn't think it could be done, in the ^Amfinal end he ^Gwon the wars After ^Bmlosin' every ^C6battle.

^CmI woke up on the roadside, ^Ddaydreamin' 'bout the ^D/Cway things sometimes ^Gare ^CmVisions of your chestnut mare shoot ^Dthrough my head and are ^D/Cmakin' me see ^Gstars. ^{D/F# Em}You hurt the ones that ^BmI love best and c^Amover up the t^Gruth with lies. ^EmOne day you'll be ^Bmin the ditch, ^Amflies buzzin' a - ^Ground your eyes, ^BmBlood on your s^C6addle.

^GIdiot wind, ^Cblowing through the flowers on your ^Gtomb, ^CBlowing through the curtains in your ^D6room. ^GIdiot wind, ^Cblowing every time you move your ^Gteeth, You're an idiot, ^Cbabe. D D7 G C/G G C/G It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.

It was ^Cmgravity which pulled us down and ^Ddestiny which ^D/Cbroke us a - p^Gart ^CmYou tamed the lion in my cage but ^Dit just wasn't e - n^D/Cough to change my ^Gheart. ^D/F# Now ^Emeverything's a little ^Bmupside down, as a ^Ammatter of fact the ^Gwheels have

What's ^Emgood is bad, what's ^Bmbad is good, ^Amyou'll find out when you ^Greach the top ^BmYou're on the ^C6bottom.

^CmI noticed at the ceremony, your cor - ^Drupt ways had fi^D/Cnally made you ^Gblind ^CmI can't remember your face anymore, your ^Dmouth has changed, your ^D/Ceyes don't look into ^Gmine. ^{D/F# Em}The priest wore black on the ^Bmseventh day and ^Amsat stone-faced while the ^Gbuilding burned. I ^Emwaited for you on the ^Bmrunning boards, near the ^Amcypress trees, while the ^Gspringtime turned ^Bmslowly into ^C6autumn.

^GIdiot wind, ^Cblowing like a circle around my ^Gskull, From the ^CGrand Coulee Dam to the Capit - o^D6l. ^{D7 G}Idiot wind, ^Cblowing every time you move your ^Gteeth, You're an idiot, ^Cbabe. D D7 G C/G G C/G It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.

^CmI can't feel you anymore, ^DI can't even ^D/Ctouch the books you've ^Gread ^CmEvery time I crawl past your door, I been ^Dwishin' I'd bee^D/Cn somebody else ^Ginstead.^{D/F# Dm}Down the highway, ^Bmdown the tracks, ^Amdown the road to ^Gecstasy, I ^Emfollowed you be - n^Bmeath the stars, ^Amhounded by your ^Gmemory And ^Bmall your r^C6agin' glory.

^CmI been double-crossed now for the v^Dery last time and ^D/Cnow I'm finally ^Gfree, I ^Cmkissed goodbye the howling beast on the b^Dorderline which s^D/Ceparated you from ^Gme. ^{D/F# Em}You'll never know the h^Bmurt I suffered nor the ^Ampain I rise ^Gabove, And ^EmI'll never know the ^Bmsame about you, ^Amyour holiness or your ^Gkind of love, And it ^Bmmakes me feel so ^C6sorry.

^GIdiot wind, ^Cblowing through the buttons of our ^Gcoats, ^CBlowing through the letters that we ^D6wrote.^{D7 G}Idiot wind, ^Cblowing through the dust upon our s^Ghelves, We're idiots, ^Cbabe. D D7 G C/G G C/G It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.