Bob Dylan - Vincent van gogh

^DI'd like^G to tell yo^Du a story of a ^Dman that ^Gyou might ^Dknow. His ^Dparents all ^Gcalled him ^DVincent, his l^Dast name ^Awas Van ^DGog^Dsus4h. ^D

He s^Dtarted d^Grinking and ^Dpainting and ^Dliving a l^Gife of sin^D. He f^Dell in with e^Gvil companions^D, a man named P^Aaul Gaugi^Dn. ^{Dsus4 D}

They^D went to the ^Gcity of A^Duvers, purs^Duing their ca^Grnal deli^Dghts. They^D painted all ^Gduring the a^Dfternoon and ^Dthey played m^Ausic all nig^Dht.^{Dsus4 D}

Now ^Dthe people of tha^Gt small ^Dcity thought ^Dhe was a lit^Gtle bit q^Dueer, to pr^Dove his lo^Gve for ma^Dnkind, he ch^Dopped off his ^Aoutside ^Dear^Dsus4. ^D

So they^D put him in an^G institut^Dion but the^Dy could not k^Geep him th^Dere. He pic^Dked up his pai^Gnts and his^D easel and he^D went out to ^Atake some a^Dir.^{Dsus4 D}

He p^Dicked up his pa^Gints and his ^Deasel and he ^Dwent out to ^Gpaint some cr^Dows. They fo^Dund him face ^Gdown in a co^Drnfield, shot ri^Dght betw^Aeen two row^Ds. ^{Dsus4 D}

Now ^Dwhere did ^AVincent van ^GGo? ^D