The Byrds - Mr tambourine man

^GHey! Mister ^ATambourine Man, ^Dplay a song for ^Gme. I'm not ^Dsleepy and there ^Gis no ^Emplace I'm ^Agoing to. ^GHey! Mister ^ATambourine Man, ^Dplay a song for ^Gme. In the ^Djingle jangle ^Gmorning ^EmI'll come ^Afollowing ^Dyou.^{G D}

Though I ^Gknow that evenin's ^Aempire has ^Dreturned into the ^Gsand. ^DVanished from my ^Ghand, left me ^Dblindly here to ^Gstand but ^Emstill not ^Asleeping! My ^Gweariness a^Amazes me, I'm ^Dbranded on my ^Gfeet I ^Dhave no one to ^Gmeet. And the ^Dancient empty ^Gstreet's too ^Emdead for ^Adreaming.

^GHey! Mister ^ATambourine Man, ^Dplay a song for ^Gme. I'm not ^Dsleepy and there ^Gis no ^Emplace I'm ^Agoing to. ^GHey! Mister ^ATambourine Man, ^Dplay a song for ^Gme. In the ^Djingle jangle ^Gmorning ^EmI'll come ^Afollowing ^Dyou.^{G D}

Take me o^Gn a trip upon your ^Amagic swirl^Din' shi^Gp ^DMy senses have be^Gen stripped, m^Dy hands can't fe^Gel the grip, my ^Gtoes too nu^Amb to step, wa^Dit only for^G my boo^Dt he^Gels to b^Eme wanderin^Ag I'm ready^G to go anywhere, I'^Am ready for^D to fad^Ge ^DInto my onw parad^Ge cast your da^Dncing spell my w^Gay, I pr^Emomise to g^Ao under it

^GHey! Mister ^ATambourine Man, ^Dplay a song for ^Gme. I'm not ^Dsleepy and there ^Gis no ^Emplace I'm ^Agoing to. ^GHey! Mister ^ATambourine Man, ^Dplay a song for ^Gme. In the ^Djingle jangle ^Gmorning ^EmI'll come ^Afollowing ^Dyou.^{G D}

Though yo^Gu might hear laughi^An' spinnin'^D swingin' madly ac^Gross the sun ^DIt's not aimed at^G anyone, it's ^Djust escapin' on^G the run And ^Embut for th^Ae sky there are no fences facin' And if yo^Gu hear vague traces^A of skippin^D' reels^G of rhyme ^DTo your tambourin^Ge in time, it'^Ds just a ragged ^Gclown behind I w^Gouldn't pay^A it any mind, ^Dit's just a^G shadow^D you^G're seei^Emn' that he^A's chasing

^GHey! Mister ^ATambourine Man, ^Dplay a song for ^Gme. I'm not ^Dsleepy and there ^Gis no ^Emplace I'm ^Agoing to. ^GHey! Mister ^ATambourine Man, ^Dplay a song for ^Gme. In the ^Djingle jangle ^Gmorning ^EmI'll come ^Afollowing ^Dyou.^{G D}

Then take^G me dissapearin' th^Arough the s^Dmoke rings of my m^Gind ^DDown the foggy ru^Gins of time, f^Dar past the froz^Gen leaves The^G haunted, f^Arightended tre^Des out to t^Ghe wind^Dy be^Gach Far ^Emfrom the t^Awisted reach of crazy sorrow Yes, to d^Gance beneath the di^Aamond sky w^Dith one hand wavin^G' free ^DSilhouetted by th^Ge sea, circled^D by the circus s^Gands With^Em all memor^Ay and fate drive deep beneath the waves Let me fo^Grget about today un^Atil tomorro^Dw ^G