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\selectlanguage{english}
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\songcolumns{2}
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\beginsong{Mr. Tambourine Man}
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[by={Bob Dylan},cover={bringing-it-all-back-home},album={Bringing It All Back Home}]
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\cover
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\gtab{C}{X32010}
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\gtab{D}{XX0232}
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\gtab{G}{320003}
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\gtab{Em}{022000}
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\gtab{D7}{XX0212}
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\begin{chorus}
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\[C]Hey, Mr. \[D]Tambourine Man
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\[G]Play a song for \[Em]me
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I'm not sl\[G]eepy
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And there \[C]ain't no place I'm g\[D]oing to
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\end{chorus}
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\begin{chorus}
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\[C]Hey, Mr. \[D]Tambourine Man
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\[G]Play a song for \[Em]me
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In the \[G]jingle jangle \[C]morning
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I'll come \[D7]following \[G]you
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\end{chorus}
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\begin{verse}
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Though I \[C]know that evenings \[D7]empire
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Has re\[G]turned into \[Em]sand
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Van\[G]ished from my \[Em]hand
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Left me \[G]blindly here to \[C]stand
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But still not \[D7]sleeping
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\end{verse}
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\begin{verse*}
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My weariness amazes me
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I'm branded on my feet
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I have no one to meet
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And the ancient empty street's
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Too dead for dreaming
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\end{verse*}
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\begin{verse}
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Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship
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My senses have been stripped
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My hands can't feel to grip
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My toes too numb to step
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Wait only for my boot-heels to be wandering
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\end{verse}
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\begin{verse*}
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I'm ready to go anywhere
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I'm ready for to fade
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Into my own parade
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Cast your dancing spell my way
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I promise to go under it
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\end{verse*}
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\begin{verse}
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Though you might hear laughing, spinning
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Swinging madly through the sun
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It's not aimed at anyone
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It's just escaping on the run
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And but for the sky there are no fences facing
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\end{verse}
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\begin{verse*}
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And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme
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To your tambourine in time
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It's just a ragged clown behind
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I wouldn't pay it any mind
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It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing
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\end{verse*}
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\begin{verse}
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Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
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Down the foggy ruins of time
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Far past the frozen leaves
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The haunted frightened trees
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Out to the windy beach
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\end{verse}
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\begin{verse*}
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Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
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Yes to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
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Silhouetted by the sea
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Circled deep beneath the waves
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Let me forget about today until tomorrow
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\end{verse*}
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\endsong
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