Chords for To Ramona (Bob Dylan cover)
Tempo:
58.35 bpm
Chords used:
F#
C#
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#] Ramona, come closer, shut softly your [C#] watery eyes
The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses [F#] will rise
[B] And the flowers of the city, they'll breath like it, death [C#] like sometimes
There ain't no use trying to deal with the dying, but I cannot explain [F#] that in lines
Your cracked country lips, I still wish to kiss as to be by the strength [C#] of your skin
Your magnetic movement still captures the minutes [F#] that I'm in
[B] But it grieves my heart, love, to see you try to be a part of a world that just [C#] don't exist
And it's all just a dream, babe, a vacuum, a scheme, babe, that sucks you into [F#] feeling like this
I can see that your head has been twisted and fed with worthless foam [C#] from the mouth
I can tell you were torn between staying and returning on back [F#] to the south
[B] You've been fooled into thinking that the finishing end [C#] is at hand
Yet there's no one to feed you, no one to mistreat you, except the thoughts of yourself [F#] feeling bad
I've heard you say many times that you're better than no one, and no one is better [C#] than you
If you really believe that, you know you have nothing to win and nothing [F#] to lose
[B] From fixtures and forces and friends, your [C#] sorrow does stem
They'd hype you and type you, making you feel that you gotta [F#] be just like them
I'd forever talk to you, but soon my words would turn into a meaningless [C#] ring
For deep in my heart I'd know there's just no [F#] help that I can bring
[B] Everything passes, everything changes, just do what you [C#] think you should
And someday maybe, who knows baby, I'll come and be [F#] crying to you
The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses [F#] will rise
[B] And the flowers of the city, they'll breath like it, death [C#] like sometimes
There ain't no use trying to deal with the dying, but I cannot explain [F#] that in lines
Your cracked country lips, I still wish to kiss as to be by the strength [C#] of your skin
Your magnetic movement still captures the minutes [F#] that I'm in
[B] But it grieves my heart, love, to see you try to be a part of a world that just [C#] don't exist
And it's all just a dream, babe, a vacuum, a scheme, babe, that sucks you into [F#] feeling like this
I can see that your head has been twisted and fed with worthless foam [C#] from the mouth
I can tell you were torn between staying and returning on back [F#] to the south
[B] You've been fooled into thinking that the finishing end [C#] is at hand
Yet there's no one to feed you, no one to mistreat you, except the thoughts of yourself [F#] feeling bad
I've heard you say many times that you're better than no one, and no one is better [C#] than you
If you really believe that, you know you have nothing to win and nothing [F#] to lose
[B] From fixtures and forces and friends, your [C#] sorrow does stem
They'd hype you and type you, making you feel that you gotta [F#] be just like them
I'd forever talk to you, but soon my words would turn into a meaningless [C#] ring
For deep in my heart I'd know there's just no [F#] help that I can bring
[B] Everything passes, everything changes, just do what you [C#] think you should
And someday maybe, who knows baby, I'll come and be [F#] crying to you
Key:
F#
C#
B
F#
C#
B
F#
C#
_ [F#] Ramona, come closer, shut softly your [C#] watery eyes
_ The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses [F#] will rise
[B] And the flowers of the city, they'll breath like it, death [C#] like sometimes
_ There ain't no use trying to deal with the dying, but I cannot explain [F#] that in lines _ _ _ _
Your cracked country lips, I still wish to kiss as to be by the strength [C#] of your skin
_ Your magnetic movement still captures the minutes [F#] that I'm in _
_ [B] But it grieves my heart, love, to see you try to be a part of a world that just [C#] don't exist
_ And it's all just a dream, babe, a vacuum, a scheme, babe, that sucks you into [F#] feeling like this
I _ _ _ can see that your head has been twisted and fed with worthless foam [C#] from the mouth
I can tell you were torn between staying and returning on back [F#] to the south
[B] You've been fooled into thinking that the finishing end [C#] is at hand
Yet there's no one to feed you, no one to mistreat you, except the thoughts of yourself [F#] feeling bad _ _ _
_ I've heard you say many times that you're better than no one, and no one is better [C#] than you
_ If you really believe that, you know you have nothing to win and nothing [F#] to lose
_ [B] From fixtures and forces and friends, your [C#] sorrow does stem
They'd hype you and type you, making you feel that you gotta [F#] be just like them _ _
_ _ I'd forever talk to you, but soon my words would turn into a meaningless [C#] ring
For deep in my heart I'd know there's just no [F#] help that I can bring
_ _ [B] Everything passes, everything changes, just do what you [C#] think you should
_ _ And someday maybe, who knows baby, I'll come and be [F#] crying to you
_ The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses [F#] will rise
[B] And the flowers of the city, they'll breath like it, death [C#] like sometimes
_ There ain't no use trying to deal with the dying, but I cannot explain [F#] that in lines _ _ _ _
Your cracked country lips, I still wish to kiss as to be by the strength [C#] of your skin
_ Your magnetic movement still captures the minutes [F#] that I'm in _
_ [B] But it grieves my heart, love, to see you try to be a part of a world that just [C#] don't exist
_ And it's all just a dream, babe, a vacuum, a scheme, babe, that sucks you into [F#] feeling like this
I _ _ _ can see that your head has been twisted and fed with worthless foam [C#] from the mouth
I can tell you were torn between staying and returning on back [F#] to the south
[B] You've been fooled into thinking that the finishing end [C#] is at hand
Yet there's no one to feed you, no one to mistreat you, except the thoughts of yourself [F#] feeling bad _ _ _
_ I've heard you say many times that you're better than no one, and no one is better [C#] than you
_ If you really believe that, you know you have nothing to win and nothing [F#] to lose
_ [B] From fixtures and forces and friends, your [C#] sorrow does stem
They'd hype you and type you, making you feel that you gotta [F#] be just like them _ _
_ _ I'd forever talk to you, but soon my words would turn into a meaningless [C#] ring
For deep in my heart I'd know there's just no [F#] help that I can bring
_ _ [B] Everything passes, everything changes, just do what you [C#] think you should
_ _ And someday maybe, who knows baby, I'll come and be [F#] crying to you