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\beginsong{Knocking On Heavens Door}[by=Bob Dylan,cov=the-freewheelin]
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\cover
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\gtab{Sol}{320033}
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\gtab{Ré}{X00232}
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\gtab{Lam}{X02210}
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\gtab{Do}{X32010}
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\beginverse
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\[Sol]Mama take this b\[Ré]adge off of \[Lam]me,
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\[Sol]I can't \[Ré]use it anym\[Do]ore
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\[Sol]It's getting dar\[Ré]k, too dark to s\[Lam]ee
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\[Sol]I feel I'm kn\[Ré]ocking on heaven's do\[Do]or
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\endverse
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\beginchorus
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\[Sol]Knock, knock, kn\[Ré]ocking on heavens d\[Lam]oor
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\[Sol]Knock, knock, kn\[Ré]ocking on heavens d\[Do]oor
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\[Sol]Knock, knock, kn\[Ré]ocking on heavens d\[Lam]oor
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\[Sol]Knock, knock, kn\[Ré]ocking on heavens d\[Do]oor
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\endchorus
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\beginverse
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Mama put my guns in the ground
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I can't shoot them anymore
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That long black cloud is coming down
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I feel I'm knocking on heaven's door
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\endverse
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\beginverse
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Mama wipe the blood from my face
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I'm sick and tired of the war
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Got a feeling that's hard to trace
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I feel I'm knocking on heaven's door
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\endverse
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\endsong
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