Guitar Tabs " Bob Dylan Blues 1 " - Barrett Syd Tabs

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Syd Barrett
BOB DYLAN BLUES
transcribed by k@os

INTRO
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Got the Bob Dylan blues and the Bob Dylan shoes
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And my clothes and my hair's in a mess
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But you know I just couldn't care less
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Go on write me a song 'bout what's right and what's wrong
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'Bout God and my girl and all that
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Quiet, while I make like a cat
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CHORUS: 'Cause I'm a poet don't you know it
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And the wind you can blow it
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'Cause I'm mr.Dylan the king
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And I'm free as a bird on a wing

Roam from town to town guess I get people down
But I don't care too much about that
'Cause my gut and my wallet are fat
Make a whole lotta dough but I deserve it though
I got soul and a good heart of gold
So sing about war and the cold

CHORUS: 'Cause I'm a poet ...

Well I sings about dreams and I rhymes it with seems
'Cause it seems that my dream always means
That I can prophecy all kinds of things
Well the guy that digs me should try hard to see
That he buys all my discs and a hat
And when I'm in town go see that

CHORUS: 'Cause I'm a poet ...

repeat INTRO

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