John Wesley Harding As I Went Out One Morning I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine All Along The Watchtower The Ballad Of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest Drifter's Escape Dear Landlord I Am A Lonesome Hobo I Pity The Poor Immigrant The Wicked Messanger Down Along The Cove I'll Be Your Baby Tonight John Wesley Harding: Intro: D

^D John Wesley Harding Was a friend to the po^Aor, ^DHe trav'led with a gun in ev'ry hand. All along this coun^Atryside, ^EHe opened a many a door, ^ABut he was never known ^DTo hurt an honest man.

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^D'Twas down in Chaynee County, A time they talk a^About, ^DWith his lady by his side He took a stan^Ad.

And soon the situation there

^EWas all but straightened out, ^AFor he was always known ^DTo lend a helping hand.

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^DAll across the telegraph His name it did re^Asound, ^DBut no charge held against him Could they pr^Aove.

And there was no man around

^EWho could track or chain him down, ^AHe was never known ^DTo make a foolish move.

Finish off with solo. As I Went Out One Morning: Intro: A E F#m

^F#m As I went out one ^Emorning, to breathe the^F#m air a^Eround Tom ^F#mPaine’s I ^F#mspied the fairest ^Edamsel, that ^F#mever did ^Ewalk in ^F#mchains I ^Aoffer'd her my ^C#mhand, she ^F#mtook me^E by the ^F#marm I ^F#mknew that very ^Einstant, she ^F#mmeant to ^Edo me^F#m harm

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^F#mDepart from me this ^Emoment, I told her with^F#m my vo^Eice ^F#m ^F#mSaid she, "But ^EI don't wish to, said I^F#m, but ^Eyou have n^F#mo choice ^AI beg you, sir,^C#m she plead^F#med, fro^Em the co^F#mrners of her mouth ^F#mI will secretly^E accept you, ^F#mand toget^Eher w^F#me'll fly south

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^F#mJust then Tom Paine,^E himself, came running ^F#mfrom a^Ecross the ^F#mfield ^F#mShouting at this lov^Eely girl, and commandin^F#mg her ^Eto yield ^F#m ^AAnd as she was ^C#mletting go^F#m her gr^Eip, up T^F#mom Paine did run ^F#mI'm sorry, sir,^E he said to m^F#me, I'm so^Erry f^F#mor what she's done

I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine: Intro:D E

^DI dreamed I saw St. Augustine, ^EAlive as you or me,

Tearing through these quarters In the utmost misery, With a blanket underneath his arm And a coat of solid gold, Searching for the very souls Whom already have been sold.

^D"Arise, arise," he cried so loud, ^EIn a voice without restraint,

"Come out, ye gifted kings and queens And hear my sad complaint. No martyr is among ye now Whom you can call your own, So go on your way accordingly But know you're not alone."

^DI dreamed I saw St. Augustine, ^EAlive with fiery breath,

And I dreamed I was amongst the ones That put him out to death. Oh, I awoke in anger, So alone and terrified, I put my fingers against the glass And bowed my head and cried. All Along The Watchtower: Intro: Am G F G Am

^Am There must be s^Gome kind of way o^Fut of here ^G ^Am ^Am Said the joker ^Gto the thief ^F ^G ^Am ^Am There's too muc^Gh confusion ^F ^G ^Am ^Am I can't get no ^Grelief ^F ^G ^Am ^Am Business men th^Gey drink my wine ^F ^G ^Am ^Am Plow men dig my^G earth ^F ^G ^Am ^Am None of them a^Glong the line ^F ^G ^Am ^Am Know what any o^Gf it is worth ^F ^G ^Am ^Am No reason to ge^Gt excited ^F ^G ^Am ^Am The thief he ki^Gndly spoke ^F ^G ^Am ^Am There are many ^Ghere among us ^F ^G ^Am ^Am Who feel that l^Gife is but a joke^F ^G ^Am ^Am But you and I w^Ge've been through^F that ^G ^Am ^Am And this is not^G our fate ^F ^G ^Am ^Am So let us stop ^Gtalking falsely n^Fow ^G ^Am ^Am The hour's gett^Ging late ^F ^G ^Am ^Am All along the w^Gatchtower ^F ^G ^Am ^Am Princess kept t^Ghe view ^F ^G ^Am ^Am While all the w^Gomen came and wen^Ft ^G ^Am ^Am Barefoot servan^Gts too ^F ^G ^Am ^Am Outside in the c^Gold distance ^F ^G ^Am ^Am A wildcat did g^Growl ^F ^G ^Am ^Am Two riders were^G approaching ^F ^G ^Am ^Am And the wind be^Ggan to howl ^F ^G ^Am

^Am All along the w^Gatchtower ^F ^G ^Am ^Am All along the w^Gatchtower ^F ^G ^Am ^Am All along the w^Gatchtower ^F ^G ^Am

The Ballad Of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest: Intro: C Em Dm C

Wel^Cl, Frankie Lee a^Emnd Judas Priest, They ^Dmwere the best of friends. ^C So when ^CFrankie Lee needed ^Emmoney one day, Judas ^Dmquickly pulled out a roll of tens ^C And ^Cplaced them on a ^Emfootstool Just ^Dmabove the plotted plain,^C Sayin', ^C"Take your p^Dmick, Frankie Boy, My ^Emloss will be your gain.&q^Cuot;

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^CWell, Frankie Le^Eme, he sat right down ^DmAnd put his fingers to his^C chin, ^CBut with the col^Emd eyes of Judas on him, ^DmHis head began to spin. ^C ^C"Could ya p^Emlease not stare at me like that," he said, ^Dm"It's just my foolish^C pride, ^CFor sometimes a m^Dman must be alone ^EmAnd this is no place to h^Cide."

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^CWell Judas, he j^Emust winked and said, ^Dm"All right, I'll leav^Ce you here, ^CBut you'd better^Em hurry up and choose ^DmWhich of those bills you w^Cant, ^CBefore they all ^Emdisappear." ^Dm"I'm gonna start my p^Cickin' right now, ^EmJust tell me where you'll^C be."

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^CJudas pointed do^Emwn the road ^DmAnd said eternity, ^C ^C"Eternity?&^Emquot; said Frankie Lee, ^DmWith a voice as cold as ic^Ce. ^C"That's rig^Emht," said Judas Priest, "Eternity, ^DmThough you might call it '^CParadise.'"

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^C"I don't ca^Emll it anything," ^DmSaid Frankie Lee with a sm^Cile. ^C"All right,^Em" said Judas Priest, ^Dm"I'll see you after a^C while."

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^CWell, Frankie Le^Eme, he sat back down, ^DmFeelin' low and mean, ^C ^CWhen just then a^Em passing stranger ^DmBurst upon the scene, ^C ^CSaying, "Ar^Eme you Frankie Lee, the gambler, ^DmWhose father's deceased? ^C

Well, if you are,

^CThere's a fellow ^Dmcallin' you down the road ^EmAnd they say his name is ^CPriest."

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^C"Oh, yes, h^Eme is my friend," ^DmSaid Frankie Lee in fright^C, ^C"I do recal^Eml him very well, ^DmIn fact, he just left my s^Cight." ^C"Yes, that'^Ems the one," said the stranger, ^DmAs quiet as a mouse, ^C ^C"Well, my me^Dmssage is, he's down the road, ^EmStranded in a house."^C;

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^CWell, Frankie Le^Eme, he panicked, ^DmHe dropped ev'rything and ^Cran ^CUntil he came un^Emto the spot ^DmWhere Judas Priest did sta^Cnd. ^C"What kind ^Emof house is this," he said, ^Dm"Where I have come to^C roam?" ^C"It's not a ^Dmhouse," says Judas Priest, ^Em"It's not a house, i^Ct's a home."

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^CWell, Frankie Le^Eme, he trembled, ^DmHe soon lost all control ^C ^COver everything ^Emwhich he had made ^DmWhile the mission bells di^Cd toll. ^CHe just stood th^Emere staring ^DmAt that big house as brigh^Ct as any sun, ^CWith four and twe^Dmnty windows ^EmAnd a woman's face in eve^Cry one.

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^CWell, up the sta^Emirs ran Frankie Lee ^DmWith a soulful, bounding l^Ceap, ^CAnd, foaming at ^Emthe mouth, ^DmHe began to make his midni^Cght creep. ^CFor sixteen nigh^Emts and days he raved, ^DmBut on the seventeenth he ^Cburst ^CInto the arms of ^DmJudas Priest, ^EmWhich is where he died of^C thirst.

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^CNo one tried to ^Emsay a thing ^DmWhen they carried him out ^Cin jest, ^CExcept, of cours^Eme, the little neighbour boy ^DmWho carried him to rest. ^C ^CAnd he just walk^Emed along, alone, ^DmWith his guilt all well co^Cncealed, ^CAnd muttered unde^Dmrneath his breath, ^Em"Nothing is revealed^C."

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^CWell, the moral ^Emof the story, ^DmThe moral of this song, ^C ^CIs simply that o^Emne should never be ^DmWhere one does not belong.^C ^CSo when you see ^Emyour neighbour carryin' somethin', ^DmHelp him with his load, ^C ^CAnd don't go mist^Dmaking Paradise ^EmFor that home across the ^Croad.

Finish off with intro Drifter's Escape: Capo: 2nd Fret

"^G;Oh, help me in my weakness," I heard the ^C/Gdrifter ^Gsay, As they ^Gcarried him from the courtroom And were taking ^C/Ghim a^Gway. &quo^Gt;My trip hasn't been a pleasant one And my time it ^C/Gisn't ^Glong,

And I still do not know

What it was that ^C/GI've done ^Gwrong."

Well, ^Gthe judge, he cast his robe aside, A tear came ^C/Gto his ^Geye, "^G;You fail to understand," he said, "Why must^C/G you ^Geven try?" Out^Gside, the crowd was stirring, You could hear it ^C/Gfrom the ^Gdoor.

Inside, the judge was stepping down,

While the jury ^C/Gcried for ^Gmore.

"^G;Oh, stop that cursed jury," Cried the att^C/Gendant and the ^Gnurse, "^G;The trial was bad enough, But this is ^C/Gten times ^Gworse." Just ^Gthen a bolt of lightning Struck the courthouse ^C/Gout of ^Gshape,

And while ev'rybody knelt to pray

The drifter ^C/Gdid e^Gscape.

Dear Landlord:

^CDear Landlord, please don't put a price on my s^E7oul, ^AmMy burden is h^Am/Geavy, ^Fmy dreams are bey^Emond cont^Dmrol. ^FWhen that steamboat whistle bl^F7ows, ^BbI'm gonna give you all I got to give, ^CAnd I do hope ^Dm7you rec^Ceive it w^C7ell, Depending ^Fon the way^Gm you feel that you l^Dmive. ^F ^G

^CDear Landlord, please heed these words that I s^E7peak, ^AmI know you've ^Am/Gsuffer^Fed much, but in t^Emhis you ^Dmare not so unique. ^FAll of us at times we might wo^F7rk too hard ^BbTo have it too fast and too much, ^CAnd anyone can^Dm7 fill h^Cis life u^C7p with things he can see ^FBut he jus^Gmt cannot touch. ^Dm ^F ^G

^CDear Landlord, please don't dismiss my case, ^E7 ^AmI'm not about ^Am/Gto arg^Fue, I'm not about^Em to move^Dm to no other place. ^FNow each of us has his own spe^F7cial gift, ^BbAnd you know this was meant to be true, ^CAnd if don't u^Dm7nderest^Cimate me,^C7 ^FI won't un^Gmderestimate you. ^Dm ^F ^G

I Am A Lonesome Hobo:

^CI am^G a loneso^Cme h^Gobo With^Cout f^Gamily o^Cr fr^Giends, Where^C an^Gother man's life^C mi^Gght begin, That's^C exact^Gly where mine^C en^Gds. ^C ^G I h^Cave tr^Gied my hand at^C bribery, ^CBlackm^Gail and de^Cceit, ^G ^C ^G A^Cnd I^G've served t^Dime for e^Cv'ryth^Ging 'Cept be^Cggin' on ^D7_ the str^Geet. ^C ^G

^CWell^G, once I w^Cas r^Gather prosperous, ^CTher^Ge was noth^Cing ^GI did lack. ^CI ha^Gd fourteen^C-kar^Gat gold in my mouth ^CAnd si^Glk upon my ba^Cck.^G ^C ^G ^CBut I ^Gdid not tr^Cust my b^Grother^C, ^G ^CI ca^Grried him to^D blame, ^C ^G ^CWhich led^D7 me to my^G fatal^C doom^G,

To wander off in shame.

^CKind^G ladies an^Cd ki^Gnd gentlemen, ^CSoon^G I will be^C gon^Ge, ^CBut ^Glet me jus^Ct wa^Grn you all, ^CBefore^G I do pass on^C; ^G ^C ^G S^Ctay fr^Gee from petty ^Cjealousies, ^CLive b^Gy no man's^C code, ^G ^C ^G ^CAnd ^Ghold your ju^Ddgment fo^Cr your^Gself ^CLest you ^D7wind up o^Gn this^C road^G.

I Pity The Poor Immigrant: Intro: G

^GI pity the poor immigra^Dnt Who wishes he would've stayed h^Gome, ^GWho uses all his power to do ev^Dil But in the end is always left so alon^Ge. ^DThat man whom with his fingers c^Amheats ^DAnd who lies with ev'ry^G breath, ^GWho passionately hates his l^Dife ^DAnd likewise, fears his dea^Gth.

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^GI pity the poor im^Dmigrant Whose strength is spent in vai^Gn, ^GWhose heaven is like Ir^Donsides, Whose tears are like ra^Gin, ^DWho eats but is not sat^Amisfied, ^DWho hears but does not se^Ge, Who falls in ^Dlove with wealth itself And turns his back on ^Gme.

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^GI pity the poor imm^Digrant Who tramples through the mu^Gd, Who fills his mouth with la^Dughing And who builds his town with bl^Good, ^DWhose visions in the final e^Amnd ^DMust shatter like the gla^Gss. ^GI pity the poor imm^Digrant When his gladness comes to p^Gass.

Finish off with intro The Wicked Messanger:

^GThere was a wicked messenger From Eli he did ^Fcome, With a ^Gmind that multiplied the smallest matter.

When questioned who had sent for him,

He answered with his ^Fthumb, For his ^Gtongue it could not speak, but only flatter.

^GHe stayed behind the assembly hall, ^FIt was there he made his bed, ^GOftentimes he could be seen returning.

Until one day he just appeared

^FWith a note in his hand which read, ^G"The soles of my feet, I swear they're burning."

^GOh, the leaves began to fallin' A^Fnd the seas began to part, ^GAnd the people that confronted him were many. A^Fnd he was told but these few words, ^GWhich opened up his heart,

"If ye cannot bring good news, then don't bring any." Down Along The Cove: Intro: A

^ADown along the cove, I spied my true love comin' my way. ^DDown along the cove, I spied my true love comin' my way^A.

I say, "Lord, have mercy, mama, It sure is good to see you comin' today." Intro

^ADown along the cove, I spied my little bundle of joy. ^DDown along the cove, I spied my little bundle of j^Aoy.

She said, "Lord, have mercy, honey, I'm so glad you're my boy!" Intro

^ADown along the cove, We walked together hand in hand. ^DDown along the cove, We walked together hand in ^Ahand.

Ev'rybody watchin' us go by Knows we're in love, yes, and they understand. I'll Be Your Baby Tonight:

Close yo^Fur eyes, close the door You don't have to w^Gorry any mo^G7re I^Bb'll be your^C baby toni^Fght ^C

Shut the light, shut the shade You don't have to be afraid I'll be your baby tonight BRIDGE:

Well, that mo^Bbckingbird's gonna sail away ^FWe're gonna forget it That b^Gig, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon But we^C're gonna let it, you won't regret it

Kick your shoes off, do not fear Bring that bottle over here I'll be your baby tonight Enjoy!

Bob Dylan - John Wesley Harding