Capo: 2 Tuning: E A D G B E

Tuning: EBEG#BE CAPO: 2nd fret Chords: E(3) Emaj7 Esus4 E |-0-----0-----0---| B |-0-----0-----0---| G#|-3-----3-----1---| E |-4-----0-----0---| B |-5-----4-----2---| E |-0-----0-----0---| [Chord Progression] E Emaj7 Esus4 E Emaj7 Esus4 E Emaj7 Esus4 E Emaj7 Esus4 E Emaj7 Esus4 E [Verse 1]

^E'Twas in another ^Emaj7life time, ^Esus4One of toil and ^Eblood. When blackness was a ^Emaj7virtue And the r^Esus4oad was full of mud. I came ^Ein from the^Emaj7 wilderness, A cr^Esus4eature void of form. "Come ^Ein" she said, "I'll ^Emaj7give you, ^Esus4Shelter from the ^Estorm."

Emaj7 Esus4 E [Verse 2]

^EAnd if I pass thi^Emaj7s way again, ^Esus4You can rest ass^Eured, I'll always do my bes^Emaj7t for her On that I^Esus4 give my word. In a wo^Erld of stee^Emaj7l eyed death and men Who ^Esus4are fighting to be warm, Come i^En she said, I'll g^Emaj7ive you ^Esus4Shelter from the ^Estorm.

Emaj7 Esus4 E [Verse 3]

^ENot a word was sp^Emaj7oke between us. ^Esus4There was little^E risk involved. everything up to that^Emaj7 point, Had been ^Esus4left unresolved. Try ima^Egining a pl^Emaj7ace Wher^Esus4e it's always safe and warm Come i^En she said I'll g^Emaj7ive you ^Esus4Shelter from the ^Estorm.

Emaj7 Esus4 E [Verse 4]

^EI was burned out ^Emaj7from exhaustion ^Esus4I was buried in ^Ethe hail. Poisoned in the bushe^Emaj7s An' blown^Esus4 out on the trail Hunted ^Elike a croc^Emaj7odile, Rava^Esus4ged in the corn Come i^En she said I'll g^Emaj7ive you ^Esus4Shelter from the ^Estorm

Emaj7 Esus4 E [Verse 5]

^ESuddenly I turned^Emaj7 around ^Esus4And she was stan^Eding there With silver bracelets^Emaj7 on her wrists And flowe^Esus4rs in her hair. She wal^Eked up to m^Emaj7e so gracefully And ^Esus4took my crown of thorns Come i^En she said I'll g^Emaj7ive you, ^Esus4Shelter from the ^Estorm.

Emaj7 Esus4 E [Verse 6]

^ENow there's a wal^Emaj7l between us ^Esus4Something has be^Een lost. I took too much for g^Emaj7ranted I got my ^Esus4signals crossed Just to^E think that^Emaj7 all began On a^Esus4n uneventfull morn Come i^En she said I'll g^Emaj7ive you ^Esus4Shelter from the ^Estorm

Emaj7 Esus4 E [Verse 7]

^EWell the deputy w^Emaj7alks on hard nails ^Esus4And the preacher^E rides a mount But nothing really ma^Emaj7tters It's doom^Esus4 alone that counts And the^E one-eyed u^Emaj7ndertaker He b^Esus4lows a futile horn Come i^En she said I'll g^Emaj7ive you ^Esus4Shelter from the ^Estorm

Emaj7 Esus4 E [Verse 8]

^EI've heard newbor^Emaj7n babies wailin' ^Esus4Like a mornin' d^Eove And old men with brok^Emaj7en teeth Stranded ^Esus4without love. Do I un^Ederstand yo^Emaj7ur question, man Is i^Esus4t hopeless and forlorn. Come i^En she said I'll g^Emaj7ive you ^Esus4Shelter from the ^Estorm.

Emaj7 Esus4 E [Verse 9]

^EIn a little hill ^Emaj7top village ^Esus4I gambled for my^E clothes I bargained for salva^Emaj7tion And they ^Esus4gave me a leathal dose. I offer^Eed up my in^Emaj7nocence And ^Esus4got repaid with scorn Come i^En she said I'll g^Emaj7ive you ^Esus4Shelter from the ^Estorm

Emaj7 Esus4 E [Verse 10]

^EWell I'm livin' i^Emaj7n a foreign country ^Esus4But I'm bound to^E cross the line. Beauty walk a razors ^Emaj7edge, Someday I^Esus4'll make it mine. If I co^Euld only tu^Emaj7rn the clock back To w^Esus4hen God and her were born Come i^En she said I'll g^Emaj7ive you ^Esus4Shelter from the ^Estorm.

Emaj7 Esus4 E

Bob Dylan - Shelter from the storm