Grace Petrie - Why bob dylan sang

Well ^Conce I met a girl ^D7who had my ^F9measure from the start^G She ^Ctied me up in ^D7knots and then she ^F9tore me clean apart^G And I ^Clayed with her for years and ^D7years, but I ^F9never knew her heart ^Cfor all ^G7I tried ^G And the ^Clife we had was fiction, ^D7but it was a ^F9lie she told me well^{G C}Advertising hea^D7ven as the ^F9price you pay for hell^G And I ^Ctried to make her ^D7feel my love ^F9long before Adele, ^Coh how ^G7I tried ^G And we put ^FZimmerman on Spoti^Cfy and ^Glistened as he ^Am7talked About ^Fhow he gave that ^Cgirl his heart, but ^Gshe wanted his soul^Am7 And I ^Fnever understood ^Cthat line, it ^Gdidn't make no ^Am7sense But when she ^Fadd9went ^Fmaj7 I saw ^G7what Bob Dylan meant

And ^Conce I knew a woman ^D7who broke just ^F9like a little girl^{G C}Took our love and ^D7built with it a ^F9perfect little world ^G And I still ^Clook back every ^D7day and wonder ^F9why it didn't work ^Cfor all ^G7we tried ^G And we ^Cgave it every inch of ^D7us and ^F9every ounce of love^G But ^Ceven Dylan knows that ^D7sometimes ^F9love just ain't enough^G And baby ^Ctangled up in blue ^D7is all we ^F9ever ended up ^Cfor all ^G7we tried ^G But I ^Fthink I could have loved her '^Ctil I ^Gknocked on heavens door^Am7 And she'll a^Flways be the ^Cone who gives me ^Gshelter from the storm^Am7 But you know, ^Fin the end it ^Cain't me babe ^Gshe was looking ^Am7for and I ^Fmaj7saw ^G7What Bob Dylan thought ^{C D7 F9}What Bob ^CDylan thought ^Gyeah ^{G7 G6}

And every ^Cbreak of every heart ^D7is just the start ^F9of some new art^G So when you ^Cbuild yourself to^D7gether out of ^F9broken shattered parts ^G Just re^Cmember that for ^D7every scar you ^F9took on a bad day^G You know ^Cyou'll always be some^D7body else's ^F9one that got away^G Yeah you're ^Cchanging and you're ^D7growing even ^F9if you don't quite know it ^G And every ^Ctear is worth its ^D7salt yeah if it ^F9makes of you a poet^G So be ^Cgrateful for the ^D7ones who blew a^F9way your best laid ^Gplans Through those ^Clevels you dis^D7covered with each ^F9touch of trembling ^Ghands you under^Fmaj7stand ^G7Why Bob Dylan sang ^{C D7 F9}Why Bob ^CDylan sang ^Gyeah, why Bob Dylan sang ^{C D7 F9}Why Bob ^CDylan sang ^Gyeah ^F9And I think I unde^Grst^Cand