John Craigie - I wrote mr tambourine man

^GI wrote Mr. Tambourine Man, that ^Glittle man ain’t nothing but a thief But I don’t c^Care at all I was destined to be poor I was de^Gstined to stay in this city ^GNew Orleans in the morning after Mardi Gras Is ^Glike the sweetest hangover you ever saw ^CAll the buildings sag, beads hang from the trees In the ^Gpink sky dawn I stumbled to Lafitte’s In the cor^Cner of the bar with a notepad and a pen A little h^Gair of the dog, I wrote Mr. Tambourine Man ^Am

When the apocalypse is ^Cover, I hope you like your ^Gjob Ain’t it a sha^Amme nobody ^Csets anybody free anymore^G

^GI hate a song where the singer is mad at their ex ^GCause they said they’d always love ‘em now they’ve gone up and left And they complai^Cn and they whine, and they want ‘em to come back home I say, out of sev^Gen billion people, let the ones who don’t love you go^Am

When the apocalypse is ^Cover, I hope you like your ^Gjob Ain’t it a sha^Amme nobody ^Csets anybody free anymore^G

^GNever trust a musician who plays with their eyes open ^GAll the good stuff happens when they’re closed You gotta ^Cgive yourself the shivers before you can give ‘em to someone else^{G G}So I wrote Mr. Tambourine Man and I left it in the dust ^GThe perfect song is the song that you only got to play once I don’t wanna ^Cbe no dinosaur blaming the asteroid for my strife I might’ve been ^Gborn yesterday, but I’ve been up all night^Am

When the apocalypse is ^Cover, I hope you like your ^Gjob Ain’t it a sha^Amme nobody ^Csets anybody free anymore^G