Song For Bob Dylan Chords by David Bowie

[A] _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ And I'm_ I'm_
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] I hear this Robert [G#m] Timmerman _
_ _ [F#m] Wrote a song for [E] you
_ [A] By this strange young man [G#m] called Dillon
[F#m] With a voice like sand and [E] glue _
Some [G#m] words of truthful [C#m] vengeance
They [B] cut thin ice to the [A] floor _
_ [F#m] _ _ Brought a few more [G#m] people on
And put [A] the fear in a whole [B] lot more _
[A] Ah, here she comes, here she comes, [D] here she comes [A] again _ _
The same old faking lady, [E] from the brow of the super brain _ _
[F#m] She'll scratch this world to pieces, as she [G] comes on down for Franklin
_ [A]
Open the songs, go to the old scrapbook, [E] and send her home again
_ _ [A] _
Gave your heart [G#m] to every bed, sit room, [F#m] at least a picture [E] on the wall
_ [A] And you sat behind [G#m] a million pair of [F#m] eyes, consoled on how [E] they saw
_ _ _ [G#m]
Then we [C#m] lost the train of thought, [B] your paintings are [A] all your own
[F#m] While troubles were rising, [G#m] we'd rather be scared, [A] _ _
together [B] than alone
Ah, _ [A] here she comes, here she comes, [D] here she comes again
[A] _ _ The same old faking lady, from [E] the brow of the super brain
_ [F#m] She'll scratch this world to pieces, as [G] she comes on down for Franklin
Better [A] cover the songs, from your old scrapbook, [E] and send her home again
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[G#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
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_ [A] Now I hear this [G#m] Robert Zimmerman, [F#m] no I don't suppose [E] we'll meet _
_ [A] _ _ Ask your good [G#m] friend Dylan, if it [F#m] is a while down the old [E] street
_ _ [G#m] Tell him we lost his [C#m] poems, _ [B] so we're writing on the [A] walls
_ _ [F#m] Give us back [G#m] our unity, and [A] give us [B] back our family
[F#m] Your every [G#m] nation's refugee, [A] don't leave us without [B] _ a family
_ _ Ah, [A] here she comes, here she comes, [D] here she comes [A] again
_ The same old faking lady, _ [E] from the brow of the super brain
_ _ [F#m] She'll scratch this world to pieces, _ [G] as she comes on down for Franklin
_ [A] Better cover the songs, from your old scrapbook, [E] and send her home again _
Ah, [G] cover the songs, from your old scrapbook, and send her home [A] again _ _
Oh, here [D] she comes, _ _ _ _ here she [A] _ _ _ comes, here [D] she comes _ _ _
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_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _
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_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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