Chords for Bob Dylan - The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest (Official Audio)

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_ Well, Frankie Lee [Em] and Judas [Dm] Priest, they were the best of [C] friends.
So, when Frankie Lee [Em] needed money one day, [Dm] Judas quickly pulled out a roll [C] of tens and
placed them [Em] on a footstool [Dm] just above the flooded [C] plain.
Saying, take your [Em] pick, Frankie boy, [Dm] my loss will [C] be your gain.
Well, Frankie Lee, [Em] he sat [Dm] right down and put his fingers to his [C] chin.
But with the cold eyes of [Em] Judas on him, [Dm] his head began to [C] spin.
Could you please not stare at [Em] me like that, he said, [Dm] it's just my foolish [C] pride.
But sometimes a [Em] man must be alone, [Dm] and this is no place [C] to hide.
_ Well, Judas, he [Em] just winked and said, [Dm] all right, I'll leave [C] you here.
_ But you better [Em] hurry up and choose which of [Dm] those bills you want before they all [C] disappear.
_ I'm going to [Em] start my picking right [Dm] now, just tell me where [C] you'll be.
_ Judas [Em] pointed down the road [Dm]
and said, [C] eternity.
_ _ [Em] Eternity, said Frankie Lee, [Dm]
with a [C] voice as cold as ice.
That's [Em] right, said Judas, eternity, [Dm] though you might call it [C] paradise.
I don't [Em] call it anything, [Dm] said Frankie Lee with [C] a smile.
_ All [Em] right, said Judas Priest, [Dm]
I'll see you [C] after a while.
Well, Frankie [Em] Lee, he sat back [Dm] down, feeling low [C] and mean.
_ When just [Em] then a passing stranger [Dm]
burst upon the [Am] scene.
[C] Saying, are you Frankie [Em] Lee, the gambler, [Dm] whose father's [Am] deceased?
[C] Well, if you are, [Em] there's a fellow calling you down the [Dm] road, and they say his [Am] name is Priest.
[C] _ Oh, [Em] yes, he is my [Dm] friend, said Frankie [C] Lee in fright.
_ I do [Em] recall him very [Dm] well, in fact, he just left [C] my sight.
_ Yes, that's the [Em] one, said the stranger, [Dm]
as quiet [C] as a mouse.
Well, my message [Em] is he's down the [Dm] road, stranded in a [C] house.
_ Well, Frankie [Em] Lee, he [Dm] panicked, he dropped everything and [C] ran.
_ Until he came [Em] unto the spot [Dm]
where Judas [C] Priest did stand.
What kind of [Em] house is this, he [Dm] said, where I have [C] come to roam?
It's not a [Em] house, says Judas Priest, [Dm] it's not a house, it's [C] a home.
_ Well, Frankie [Em] Lee, he trembled, [Dm] he soon lost [C] all control.
Over [Em] everything which he had [Dm] made while the mission [C] bells did toll.
He just stood [Em] there staring at that [Dm] big house as bright [C] as any sun.
With four [Em] and twenty windows, [Dm] and a woman's [C] face in every one.
Well, up the [Em] stairs ran Frankie [Dm] Lee with a soulful, [C] bounding leap.
And [Em] foaming at the mouth, [Dm] he began to make his [C] midnight creep.
For [Em] sixteen nights and days he [Dm] raved, but on the [C] seventeenth he burst.
Into [Em] the arms of Judas [Dm] Priest, which is where he [C] died of thirst.
No [Em] one tried to say a [Am] thing when they [Dm] carried him [C] out in jest.
Except, [Em] of course, the little neighbor [Dm] boy who [C] carried him to rest.
And he just [Em] walked along [Dm] alone with his guilt so [C] well concealed.
And [Em] muttered underneath his [Dm] breath, nothing [C] is revealed.
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_ [C] _ Well, the moral of [Em] this story, [D]
the moral [C] of this song,
is simply [Em] that one should never [Dm] be where one does [C] not belong.
So when you see a neighbor [Em] carrying something, [Dm]
help him with [C] his load.
And don't go [Em] mistaking paradise [Dm] for that home [C] across the road.
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