Bob Dylan - This wheels on fire

^AmIf your memory serves you well, we were ^Dm7going to meet again and wait, So I'm ^Egoing to ^E7unpack all my things ^Dm7and sit be^Ffore it gets too ^Amlate.

^CNo man alive will ^Amcome to you with ^Canother tale to ^Amtell, And ^Cyou know that we shall ^Ammeet again if your ^Dm7memory ^Fserves you ^Amwell.

^Dm7This ^Fwheel's on fire, ^Crolling down the ^Groad, Best ^Cnoti^Gfy my ^Fnext of ^Ckin, ^Fthis wheel ^Gshall ^Aexplode!

^AmIf your memory serves you well, I was ^Dm7going to confiscate your lace, And ^Ewrap it ^E7up in a sailor's knot, and ^Dm7hide it ^Fin your ^Amcase. ^CIf I knew for sure ^Amthat it was yours, but it was ^Coh so hard to ^Amtell. But you ^Cknew that we would ^Ammeet again, if your ^Dm7memory ^Fserves you ^Amwell.

^Dm7This ^Fwheel's on fire, ^Crolling down the ^Groad, Best ^Cnoti^Gfy my ^Fnext of ^Ckin, ^Fthis wheel ^Gshall ^Aexplode!

^AmIf you memory serves you well, you'll r^Dm7emember you're the one That ^Ecalled on ^E7me to call on them, to ^Dm7get you, your ^Ffavors ^Amdone. And ^Cafter every ^Amplan had failed, and there was ^Cnothing more to ^Amtell, You ^Cknew that we would ^Ammeet again, if your ^Dm7memory served ^Fyou ^Amwell.

^Dm7This ^Fwheel's on fire, ^Crolling down the ^Groad, Best ^Cnoti^Gfy my ^Fnext of ^Ckin, ^Fthis wheel ^Gshall ^Aexplode!