Jakob Dylan - Yonder come the blues

^DMoonlit girls hiding in the dunes ^GStars are falling like rockets in ruin^As ^DI'm in the meadows where the roses bloom ^GThe orange blossoms shaking loo^Ase ^DLovers talking like lovers do ^GSummer's twlights had them fooled ^A

^DYonder come Yonder come ^GYonder come the blu^Aes ^DClap your hands, stomp your boots ^GYonder come the blue^As

^DMy feet are planted in the waist-high reeds ^GIn the shadows in the shape of trees ^{A D}Through the kingdom's smoky leaves ^GYou'd be laughing too if you could see^{A D}On the outskirts long and lean ^GNot baring gifts on a jet black steed ^A

^DYonder come Yonder come ^GYonder come the blu^Aes ^DAin't no rumor, it's simply true ^GYonder come the blue^As

^G7A dozen fingers and an ^Geasy touch ^DThrowing ashes in the pixie dust ^EmLocked and loaded right off the bus It's got us ^Anumbered, t^A7he two of us

^GSing that gospel and get your thrills ^DRaise the roof off and strike the bell ^EmYou'd be dancing too if you could tell It's wak^Aing up and coming ^A7out of it's shell

^DDown the boulevard sirens pass ^GInto the underworld deep and bl^Aack ^DWith brass and ladders, pick and axe ^GDown the stairwell through the blast ^{A D}Single file out, don't be last ^GNot every one of us is coming back ^A

^DYonder come Yonder come ^GYonder come the blu^Aes ^DClap your hands, stomp your boots ^GYonder come the blue^As