Bob Dylan - She belongs to me

She's got ^Geverything she needs, She's an ^Cartist, she don't look ^Gback.^{C G} She's got ^Ceverything she needs, She's an artist, she don't look ^Gback.^{C G} She can take the ^Adark out of the nighttime And ^Cpaint the daytime ^Gblack^C. ^G

You will ^Gstart out standing ^CProud to steal her anything she ^Gsees.^{C G} You will ^Cstart out standing Proud to steal her anything she ^Gsees.^{C G} But you will ^Awind up peeking through her keyhole ^CDown upon your ^Gknees.^{C G}

^GShe never stumbles, She's got ^Cno place to ^Gfall.^{C G} She ^Cnever stumbles, She's got no place to ^Gfall.^{C G} She's ^Anobody's child, The ^CLaw can't touch her at ^Gall.^{C G}

She ^Gwears an Egyptian ring That ^Csparkles before she ^Gspeaks.^{C G} She ^Cwears an Egyptian ring That sparkles before she ^Gspeaks.^{C G} She's a ^Ahypnotist collector, ^CYou are a walking an^Gtique.^{C G}

Bow ^Gdown to her on Sunday, ^CSalute her when her birthday ^Gcomes.^{C G} Bow ^Cdown to her on Sunday, Salute her when her birthday ^Gcomes.^{C G} For ^AHalloween give her a trumpet And for ^CChristmas, give her a ^Gdrum. ^C. ^G. . .