Bob Dylan - Tryin to get to heaven

^FThe air is getting hotte^Gr ^FThere’s a rumbling in the sk^Cies ^FI’ve been wading through the high muddy ^Gwater ^FWith the heat rising in my ^Ceyes ^AmEvery day your memory grows d^Fimmer ^DmIt doesn’t haunt me like it ^Cdid before ^FI’ve been walking through the middle of n^Gowhere ^FTryin' to get to heaven before they ^Cclose the door

^FWhen I was in Mis^Gsouri ^FThey would not let me ^Cbe ^FI had to leave there in a ^Ghurry ^FI only saw what they ^Clet me see ^AmYou broke a heart that ^Floved you ^DmNow you can seal up the book and not ^Cwrite anymore ^FI’ve been walking that lonesome ^Gvalley ^FTryin' to get to heaven before they ^Cclose the door

^FPeople on the ^Gplatforms ^FWaiting for the ^Ctrains ^FI can hear their hearts a-^Gbeatin’ ^FLike pendulums swinging on ^Cchains ^AmI tried to give you e^Fverything ^DmThat your heart was longing ^Cfor ^FI’m just going down the road ^Gfeeling bad ^FTryin' to get to heaven before they ^Cclose the door

^FI’m going down the ^Griver ^FDown to New Or^Cleans ^FThey tell me everything is gonna be ^Gall right ^FBut I don’t know what “all right” ^Ceven means ^AmI was riding in a buggy with Miss ^FMary-Jane ^DmMiss Mary-Jane got a house in ^CBaltimore ^FI been all around the ^Gworld, boys Now I’m ^Ftryin' to get to heaven before they ^Cclose the door

^FGonna sleep down in the ^Gparlor ^FAnd relive my ^Cdreams ^FI’ll close my eyes and I ^Gwonder ^FIf everything is as hollow ^Cas it seems ^AmSome trains don't pull no ^Fgamblers ^DmNo midnight ramblers like they ^Cdid before ^FI been to Sugar Town, I ^Gshook the sugar down Now I’m ^Ftryin' to get to heaven before they ^Cclose the door