Lissie - To Ramona [Bob Dylan Cover] Chords
Tempo:
103.2 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
A
Abm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Abm] [E]
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your [B] watery eyes.
The pains of your sadness will pass as your senses [E] will rise.
[B] [A] The flowers of the city, they'll breath like, they'll dance [B] like sometimes.
There's no use in trying to deal with the dying, though I cannot explain [E] that in lines.
Your cracked country lips, I still wish to kiss as to be by the [B] strength of your skin.
Your magnetic movements still capture the minutes [E] I'm in.
[B] [A] But it grieves my heart, love, to see you trying to be a part of a world that doesn't [B] exist.
It's all just a dream, babe, a vacuum, a scheme, babe, that sucks you into feeling [E] like this.
I can see that your head has been twisted and fed with work lips, a palm [B] from the mouth.
I can tell that you're torn between staying and returning on back to the [E] South.
[A] You've been fooled into thinking that finishing it is [B] at hand.
Yet there's no one to beat you, no one to defeat you, except the thoughts of yourself [E] feeling bad.
I've heard you say many times you're better than no one, and no one is [B] better than you.
If you really believe that, you know you've got nothing to win and nothing to [E] lose.
[A] And fixtures and forces and friends, your [B] soul does stand.
They hype you and type you, making you feel like you've got to be just [E] like them.
I'd forever talk to you, but soon my words would turn into a [B] meaningless thing.
For deep in my heart, I know there's no help I [E] can bring.
[A] Just that everything passes and everything changes.
Just do what you think [B] that you should do.
And who knows, maybe, someday, baby, I'll come and be [Abm] crying to [E] you.
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your [B] watery eyes.
The pains of your sadness will pass as your senses [E] will rise.
[B] [A] The flowers of the city, they'll breath like, they'll dance [B] like sometimes.
There's no use in trying to deal with the dying, though I cannot explain [E] that in lines.
Your cracked country lips, I still wish to kiss as to be by the [B] strength of your skin.
Your magnetic movements still capture the minutes [E] I'm in.
[B] [A] But it grieves my heart, love, to see you trying to be a part of a world that doesn't [B] exist.
It's all just a dream, babe, a vacuum, a scheme, babe, that sucks you into feeling [E] like this.
I can see that your head has been twisted and fed with work lips, a palm [B] from the mouth.
I can tell that you're torn between staying and returning on back to the [E] South.
[A] You've been fooled into thinking that finishing it is [B] at hand.
Yet there's no one to beat you, no one to defeat you, except the thoughts of yourself [E] feeling bad.
I've heard you say many times you're better than no one, and no one is [B] better than you.
If you really believe that, you know you've got nothing to win and nothing to [E] lose.
[A] And fixtures and forces and friends, your [B] soul does stand.
They hype you and type you, making you feel like you've got to be just [E] like them.
I'd forever talk to you, but soon my words would turn into a [B] meaningless thing.
For deep in my heart, I know there's no help I [E] can bring.
[A] Just that everything passes and everything changes.
Just do what you think [B] that you should do.
And who knows, maybe, someday, baby, I'll come and be [Abm] crying to [E] you.
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[Abm] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Ramona, come closer, shut softly your [B] watery _ _ eyes. _ _
_ _ The pains of your sadness will pass as your senses [E] will rise. _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] [A] The flowers of the city, they'll breath like, they'll dance [B] like sometimes. _ _ _ _ _ _
There's no use in trying to deal with the dying, though I cannot _ explain [E] that in lines. _ _ _ _ _ _
Your cracked country lips, I still wish to kiss as to be by the [B] strength of your skin. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Your magnetic movements still capture the minutes [E] I'm in. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] [A] But it grieves my heart, love, to see you trying to be a part of a world that doesn't [B] exist. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ It's all just a dream, babe, a vacuum, a scheme, babe, that sucks you into feeling [E] like this. _ _
_ _ _ _ I can see that your head has been twisted and fed with work lips, a palm [B] from the mouth.
I _ _ _ can tell that you're torn between staying and returning on back to the [E] South. _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] You've been fooled into thinking that finishing it is [B] at _ hand. _ _ _ _
Yet there's no one to beat you, no one to defeat you, except the thoughts of yourself [E] feeling bad. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I've heard you say many times you're better than no one, and no one is [B] better than you. _ _ _ _
_ _ If you really believe that, you know you've got nothing to win and nothing to [E] _ lose. _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] And fixtures and forces and friends, your [B] soul does _ stand. _ _ _ _ _
They hype you and type you, making you feel like you've got to be just [E] like them. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I'd forever talk to you, but soon my words would turn into a [B] meaningless _ _ thing.
For _ _ _ _ _ deep in my heart, I know there's no help I [E] can bring. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] Just that everything passes and everything changes.
Just do what you think [B] that you should do. _ _ _ _ _ _
And who knows, maybe, _ someday, baby, _ I'll come and be [Abm] crying to _ [E] you. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Ramona, come closer, shut softly your [B] watery _ _ eyes. _ _
_ _ The pains of your sadness will pass as your senses [E] will rise. _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] [A] The flowers of the city, they'll breath like, they'll dance [B] like sometimes. _ _ _ _ _ _
There's no use in trying to deal with the dying, though I cannot _ explain [E] that in lines. _ _ _ _ _ _
Your cracked country lips, I still wish to kiss as to be by the [B] strength of your skin. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Your magnetic movements still capture the minutes [E] I'm in. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] [A] But it grieves my heart, love, to see you trying to be a part of a world that doesn't [B] exist. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ It's all just a dream, babe, a vacuum, a scheme, babe, that sucks you into feeling [E] like this. _ _
_ _ _ _ I can see that your head has been twisted and fed with work lips, a palm [B] from the mouth.
I _ _ _ can tell that you're torn between staying and returning on back to the [E] South. _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] You've been fooled into thinking that finishing it is [B] at _ hand. _ _ _ _
Yet there's no one to beat you, no one to defeat you, except the thoughts of yourself [E] feeling bad. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I've heard you say many times you're better than no one, and no one is [B] better than you. _ _ _ _
_ _ If you really believe that, you know you've got nothing to win and nothing to [E] _ lose. _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] And fixtures and forces and friends, your [B] soul does _ stand. _ _ _ _ _
They hype you and type you, making you feel like you've got to be just [E] like them. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I'd forever talk to you, but soon my words would turn into a [B] meaningless _ _ thing.
For _ _ _ _ _ deep in my heart, I know there's no help I [E] can bring. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] Just that everything passes and everything changes.
Just do what you think [B] that you should do. _ _ _ _ _ _
And who knows, maybe, _ someday, baby, _ I'll come and be [Abm] crying to _ [E] you. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _