--------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tangled Up in Blue – Bob Dylan --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by: maguri Tuning: Open D + capo 7th fret / Standard Bob Dylan Tangled Up in Blue (1974) (Dylan) From: "Blood On The Tracks" There are a lot of guitars on this recording. Playing it alone, an open tuning may help to re-create the texture of the original (I think Dylan uses an open tuning, too, but there might also be guitar tracks on here with standard tuning). If you don’t want to take the trouble of retuning your guitar, the chords sound good in standard tuning, too. But the sound just loses a little of the richness of Dylan’s original recording. I made a quick demo recording of the open tuning version. Listen to it here: https://db.tt/MxuwhoSB --------------------------------------------------------------------------- capo: 7th fret no capo + standard tuning play: open D A key: A A --------------------------------------------------------------------------- CHORDS D-A-D-F#-A-d cap0 7th fret = A-E-A-C#-E-a E-A-D-G-B-e A 0-0-0-0-0-0 Asus4 0-0-0-1-0-0 G6(add9)/A 0-3-2-1-0-0 x-0-5-4-3-0 D x-2-0-1-0-0 E x-0-2-3-0-0 F#m x-2-0-0-0-0 G x-3-2-1-0-0 --------------------------------------------------------------------------- INTRO | A Asus4 | A Asus4 | A Asus4 | A Asus4 | VERSE

^AEarly one mornin’ th^G6/Ae sun was shinin’ ^AI was layin’ i^G6/An bed ^AWond’rin’ if sh^G6/Ae’d changed at all If her ^Dhair was still red ^AHer folks they said our ^G6/Alives together ^ASure was gonna be ^G6/Arough They ^Anever did like Mama’^G6/As homemade dress Papa’^Ds bankbook wasn’t big enough And ^EI was standin’ on th^F#me side of the road ^ARain fallin’ on m^Dy shoes ^EHeading out for the ^F#mEast Coast Lord ^Aknows I’ve paid som^De dues gettin^E’ through ^GTangled ^Dup in ^Ablue

^AShe was married when ^G6/Awe first met ^A Soon to be di^G6/Avorced ^A I helped her out of a ^G6/Ajam, I guess But I ^Dused a little too much force We ^Adrove that car as ^G6/Afar as we could A^Abandoned it out ^G6/AWest ^A Split up on a ^G6/Adark sad night Both a^Dgreeing it was best She ^Eturned around to ^F#mlook at me As ^AI was walkin’^D away ^E I heard her say over ^F#mmy shoulder “We??^A?ll meet again ^Dsomeday on the^E avenue” ^GTangled ^Dup in ^Ablue

^AI had a job in the ^G6/Agreat north woods ^AWorking as a cook for a ^G6/Aspell But I ^Anever did like it ^G6/Aall that much And one ^Dday the ax just fell So I ^Adrifted down to ^G6/ANew Orleans Where I ^Ahappened to be em^G6/Aployed ^AWorkin’ for a while on ^G6/Aa fishin’ boat Right ^Doutside of Delacroix But ^Eall the while I ^F#mwas alone The ^Apast was close be^Dhind I ^Eseen a lot of ^F#mwomen But she ^Anever escaped my ^Dmind, and I just ^Egrew ^GTangled ^Dup in ^Ablue

^AShe was workin’ in ^G6/Aa topless place And ^AI stopped in for a ^G6/Abeer I ^Ajust kept lookin’ at th^G6/Ae side of her face In the ^Dspotlight so clear And ^Alater on when the ^G6/Acrowd thinned out I’^As just about to do th^G6/Ae same She was ^Astanding there in ^G6/Aback of my chair Said to ^Dme, “Don’t I know your name?” I ^Emuttered somethin’ und^F#merneath my breath She ^Astudied the lines on my ^Dface I ^Emust admit I felt a ^F#mlittle uneasy When she ^Abent down to tie the ^Dlaces of my ^Eshoe ^GTangled ^Dup in ^Ablue

^AShe lit a burner ^G6/Aon the stove ^A And offered me a ^G6/Apipe ^A“I thought you’d never say^G6/A hello,” she said “Yo^Du look like the silent type” Then she ^Aopened up a ^G6/Abook of poems And ^Ahanded it to ^G6/Ame ^AWritten by an I^G6/Atalian poet From the ^Dthirteenth century And ^Eevery one of them ^F#mwords rang true And ^Aglowed like burnin??^D? coal ^EPourin’ off o^F#mf every page Like it was ^Awritten in my ^Dsoul from me to ^Eyou ^GTangled ^Dup in ^Ablue

I ^Alived with them on ^G6/AMontague Street In a ^Abasement down the ^G6/Astairs There was ^Amusic in the ca^G6/Afés at night And revo^Dlution in the air Then ^Ahe started into ^G6/Adealing with slaves And ^Asomething inside of him ^G6/Adied She ^Ahad to sell every^G6/Athing she owned And^D froze up inside And when ^Efinally the ^F#mbottom fell out ^AI became with^Ddrawn The ^Eonly thing I knew ^F#mhow to do Was to ^Akeep on keepin??^D? on like a bird tha^Et flew ^GTangled ^Dup in ^Ablue

So ^Anow I’m goin^G6/A’ back again I got to ^Aget to her some^G6/Ahow ^AAll the people we ^G6/Aused to know They’re an ^Dillusion to me now ^ASome are mathema^G6/Aticians ^ASome are carpenters??^G6/A? wives Don’^At know how it all go^G6/At started I don’t know what they??^D?re doin’ with their lives But ^Eme, I’^F#mm still on the road ^AHeadin’ for anothe^Dr joint ^EWe always did ^F#mfeel the same We just ^Asaw it from a different ^Dpoint of ^Eview ^GTangled ^Dup in ^Ablue

INTERLUDE | A Asus4 | A Asus4 | A Asus4 | A Asus4 | CODA (harp solo) | A G6/A | A G6/A | A G6/A | D | | A G6/A | A G6/A | A G6/A | D | | E F#m | A D | E F#m | A D | E | | G D | A

Bob Dylan - Tangled up in blue