Chords for Bob Dylan - I Shall Be Free No. 10 (Official Audio)

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[C] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ I'm just [C] average common [D] too.
I'm just like him, the same as [G] you.
I'm [C] everybody's brother and [D] son.
I ain't different than [G] anyone.
They don't used to talk to me.
[C] It's just the same as talking to you.
[D] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _
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[G] I was shadow [C] boxing early in [D] the day.
I figured I was ready for Cassius Clay.
_ _ _ [G] I said, fee, fi, [C] fo, fum, [D] Cassius Clay, here [G] I come.
26, 27, 28, [C] 29, I'm going to make your face look just like [D] mine.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Cassius Clay, you better run.
99, 100, 101, 102, your mom won't even recognize you.
14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, going to knock him clean right out of his [G] spleen. _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [D] [G] Well, I don't know, but I've been [D] told the streets of heaven
are lined [G] with gold.
I ask you [C] how things get much [D] worse that the Russians happen to get up to [G] first.
_ Wowee, [C]
pretty scary.
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[G] Now, I'm [C] liberal, but to a [D] degree.
I want everybody to be free.
[Gm] But if you think [C] I'll let Barry [D] Goldwater move in next door
or marry my daughter, you must think [G] I'm crazy.
[C] _ _ _ [D] _ _
I wouldn't let him do it for all the farms in Cuba.
[G] When _ [C] _
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_ I set my [C] monkey on a [D] log and ordered him to do the dog,
he wagged his [C] tail and shook his [D] head, and he went and did the cat instead.
[G] He's a weird monkey.
_ [C] Very funky.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ I sat with [C] my high heel sneakers on, [D] waiting to play tennis in the [G] noonday sun.
I had my white shorts [C] rolled up past my [D] waist, and my wig hat was falling in my face.
[G] But they wouldn't let me on the tennis court.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [G] I got a woman, [C] she's so [D] mean, she sticks my boots in the washing [G] machine,
sticks me with [C] buckshot when I'm [D] nude, puts bubblegum in my [G] food.
She's funny, _ [C]
wants my money, _ [A] calls me honey.
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_ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ Now, I got [C] a friend who spends his life [D] stabbing my picture with a Bowie [G] knife,
dreams of [C] strangling me with a [D] scarf.
When my name comes up, he pretends to [G] barf.
_ I got [C] a million friends. _
[D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Now, they asked [C] me to read a [D] poem at the sorority sister's home.
[G] I got knocked [C] down and my head was [A] swimming.
I wound up with [G] the dean of women.
_ _ [C] Yippee.
I'm a poet, [D] I know it, hope I don't blow it. _
[G] _ _ [C] _ _ [E] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ I'm going to grow my hair down [C] to my feet so [D] strange,
so I look like a walking mountain [G] range,
and I'm going to ride into [C] Omaha on a [D] horse,
out to the country club on a golf [G] course,
carry the New York [C] Times, shoot a few [D] holes, blow their minds.
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[D] _ _ _ [G] Now, you're probably wondering [C] by now [A] just what this song is all [G] about.
What's probably [C] got you baffled [D] more is what this thing here is for.
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_ [G] _ _ It's nothing.
[C] _ _
It's something I learned over in England.
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