Its Alright, Ma chords

by Bob Dylan
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Bob Dylan - It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding) (Official Audio) chords
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Bob Dylan - Its Alright, Ma chords with lyrics - I039m Only Bleeding

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_ A Darkness at the break of E noon, shadows even the silver spoon,.
D The handmaid blade A the child's balloon, eclipses both the sun and moon,.
C To understand you know too soon, there is no E sense in trying.
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_ _ A Pointed threats they bluff with E scorn, suicide remarks are torn,.
A From the fool's gold mouthpiece the hollow horn, plays wasted words,.
Proves to C warn that he not busy being born, is E busy dying.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ A Temptations page flies out the E door, you follow find yourself at war,.
Watch waterfalls of pity Am roar, you feel the moan but unlike before,.
You discover that you'd just be one more person E crying.
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_ So don't fear, if B you hear, _ E a foreign sound A to your ear,.
_ _ _ E It's alright B Ma, _ E I'm only sighing, _ _ _ .
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_ _ _ As A some warn victory, some downfall, D private reasons, great or small,.
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call, to A make all that should be killed to crawl,.
C While others say don't hate nothing at all E except hatred.
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_ _ _ _ A Disillusioned words like bullets bark, as human gods aim for their mark,.
Make D everything from toy guns that A spark, to flesh colored Christ's that glow in the C dark,.
It's easy to see without looking too far, that not much is really E sacred.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ C#m While preachers preach of evil fates, E teachers teach that knowledge waits,.
A Can lead to hundred dollar plates, goodness hides behind its gates,.
C But even the President of the United States sometimes must have to E stand naked, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
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And though the rules of the road have been B lodged,.
It's E only people's games, that you C#m got to dodge,.
E And it's A alright B Ma, _ E I can make it.
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_ _ _ _ _ A _ Advertising signs that E con you into thinking you're the C one,.
That can do what's never been done, that can win what's never been won,.
Meantime life outside goes E on, all around you, _ _ _ _ .
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_ _ C#m You lose yourself, you E reappear, you suddenly find you got nothing to D fear,.
Alone you stand with nobody A near, when a trembling distant voice unclear,.
C Startles your sleeping ears to hear, that somebody thinks E they really found you, _ _ _ .
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_ _ _ _ _ _ A A question in your nerves is lit, E yet you know there is no answer fit D to satisfy,.
Ensure you not to quit, A to keep it in your mind, and not forget,.
That C it is not he or she or them or it, E that you belong to.
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_ _ And though the masters _ make the B rules, _ E for the wise men A and the fools,.
_ _ E _ A I got nothing B more E to live up to, _ _ .
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For A them that must obey authority, E that they do not respect in any degree,.
Who A despise their jobs, their destiny, speak jealously of them that are free,.
Am Do what they do just to be nothing more than something E they invest in, _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ A While some on principles E baptize, to strict party platform ties,.
Social clubs in drag A disguise, outsiders they can freely criticize,.
C Tell nothing except you to idolize, and say E God bless him,.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ A While one who sings with his tongue on fire, gargles in the rat race choir,.
Bent out of shape from society's pliers, cares not to come up any Am higher,.
But rather get you down in the E hole that he's in, _ _ .
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_ But I mean no harm, B nor put fault, _ _ E on anyone that lives A in a vault,.
_ _ E But it's B alright, Ma, if I E can't please him, _ _ .
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_ _ _ _ _ _ C#m Old lady judges watch people in E pairs, limited in sex they dare,.
To D push fake morals, insult A and stare, while money doesn't talk it swears,.
Am Obscenity, who really cares, propaganda E all is phony,.
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_ A While them that defend what they cannot E see, with a killer's pride, D security,.
It blows their minds most A bitterly, for them to think death's honesty,.
Am Won't fall upon them naturally, life sometimes must E get lonely,.
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_ _ eyes collide head on with C#m stuffed graveyards, false goals I E scuff,.
At pettiness which plays so rough, D walk upside down inside C#m handcuffs,.
Kick my legs to crash it off, C say, okay I've had enough, what else E can you show me _ .
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And if my thought dreams could B be seen,.
It'd E probably put my head A in a guillotine,.
_ E But C#m it's alright, B Ma, _ it's life and E life only.
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