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  13 <h1 class="songtitle">Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands</h1>
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  15
  16 <p>Words and music Bob Dylan<br />
  17 Released on <a class="recordlink" href="index.htm">Blonde on Blonde</a> (1966)<br />
  18 Tabbed by Eyolf &Oslash;strem</p>
  19 <hr />
  20
  21 <p>Capo 2nd fret (sounding key D major)</p>
  22
  23 <p>Bob plays in dropped C tuning (C-A-d-g-b-e') with quite simple chords,
  24 like he does on the Denver Hotel Tape (March 13, 1966) (See
  25 below). That accounts for some of the blurryness of the keys, since
  26 the two versions occasionally clash. Two versions follow: the first
  27 basically shows what the other instruments do, the second what Bob
  28 Dylan does.</p>
  29
  30 <p>The easiest way to play the G7sus4 G7 G7sus2 G7 figure would be:</p>
  31 <pre class="verse">
  32 G7sus4  G7  G7sus2  G7
  33 |-1-----1-----1-----1---
  34 |-0-----0-----0-----0---
  35 |-0-----0-----0-----0---
  36 |-0-----0-----0-----0---
  37 |-3-----2-----0-----2---
  38 |-3-----3-----3-----3---
  39 </pre>
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  41 <hr />
  42
  43 <p>Intro:</p>
  44 <pre class="tab">
  45   C           G/b           F/a         G11   G       C/e
  46   :     .       :     .       :     .       :     .        :     .
  47 |-------0-----|-------3-----|-------1-----|--------------|-------0------
  48 |-----1---1---|-----0-------|-----1-1---1-|---1---010----|-----1---1----
  49 |---0-------0-|---0-----0---|---2-----1---|-2---2----0---|---0-------0-- etc
  50 |-------------|-------------|-------------|------------3-|-2------------
  51 |-3-----------|-2---------2-|-0-----------|--------------|--------------
  52 |-------------|-------------|-------------|-3------------|--------------
  53 </pre>
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  55 <pre class="verse">
  56 |: C  .  G/b  .  F/a  .  G11 G  :|
  57
  58           C       G/b          F/a        G7
  59 With your mercury mouth in the missionary times,
  60          C         G/b            F/a          G7
  61 And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes,
  62          F      C/e             Dm    G7   C
  63 And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes,
  64     C           Dm         G7sus4 G7 G7sus2 G7
  65 Oh, who do they think could bury you?
  66           C       G/b     F/a       G7
  67 With your pockets well protected at last,
  68          C         G/b               F/a          G7
  69 And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass,
  70          F          C/e            Dm   G7   C
  71 And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass,
  72 C              Dm     G7sus4 G7 G7sus2 G7
  73 who could they get to carry you?
  74 </pre>
  75
  76 <pre class="refrain">
  77 Dm                   C  G
  78 Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
  79 Dm                                    C      G7
  80  Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
  81    C   G/b   F/a   C/g F   C/e G7
  82 My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
  83 Dm                         G7sus4 G7 G7sus2 G7
  84  Should I put them by your gate,
  85 Dm                          C
  86 Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
  87 </pre>
  88
  89 <pre class="verse">
  90 With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace,
  91 And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace,
  92 And your basement clothes and your hollow face,
  93 Who among them can think he could outguess you?
  94 With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
  95 Into your eyes where the moonlight swims,
  96 And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns,
  97 Who among them would try to impress you?
  98 </pre>
  99
 100 <pre class="refrain">
 101 Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
 102 Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
 103 My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
 104 Should I leave them by your gate,
 105 Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
 106 </pre>
 107
 108 <pre class="verse">
 109 The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
 110 Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss,
 111 And you wouldn't know it would happen like this,
 112 But who among them really wants just to kiss you?
 113 With your childhood flames on your midnight rug,
 114 And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs,
 115 And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs,
 116 Who among them do you think could resist you?
 117 </pre>
 118
 119 <pre class="refrain">
 120 Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
 121 Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
 122 My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
 123 Should I leave them by your gate,
 124 Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
 125 </pre>
 126
 127 <pre class="verse">
 128 Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
 129 To show you the dead angels that they used to hide.
 130 But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
 131 Oh, how could they ever mistake you?
 132 They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm,
 133 But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm,
 134 And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms,
 135 How could they ever, ever persuade you?
 136 </pre>
 137
 138 <pre class="refrain">
 139 Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
 140 Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
 141 My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
 142 Should I leave them by your gate,
 143 Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
 144 </pre>
 145
 146 <pre class="verse">
 147 With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row,
 148 And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go,
 149 And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show,
 150 Who among them do you think would employ you?
 151 Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole
 152 With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold,
 153 And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul,
 154 Oh, who among them do you think could destroy you
 155 </pre>
 156
 157 <pre class="refrain">
 158 Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
 159 Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
 160 My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
 161 Should I leave them by your gate,
 162 Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
 163 </pre>
 164
 165 <hr />
 166
 167 <h2 class="songversion">Denver Hotel Room, March 13, 1966</h2>
 168
 169 <p>He keeps changing the capo in the beginning, but eventually it settles
 170 on the 4th fret.</p>
 171
 172 <p>Dropped C tuning (C-A-d-g-b-e')</p>
 173
 174 <p>Chords:</p>
 175 <pre class="chords">
 176 C     032010
 177 G7    220001
 178 F/c   033211
 179 Em    x22000 (the 6th str. can be heard from time to time)
 180 Dm    x00231
 181 Csus4 033010
 182 </pre>
 183
 184 <pre class="verse">
 185           C       G7           F/c        G7
 186 With your mercury mouth in the missionary times,
 187          C         G7             F/c          G7
 188 And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes,
 189          F      Em              Dm         C
 190 And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes,
 191     C           Dm          G7
 192 Oh, who do they think could bury you?
 193           C       G7      F/c       G7
 194 With your pockets well protected at last,
 195          C         G7                F/c          G7
 196 And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass,
 197          F          Em            Dm         C
 198 And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass,
 199 C              Dm     G7
 200 who could they get to carry you?
 201 </pre>
 202
 203 <pre class="refrain">
 204 Dm                   C  G7
 205 Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
 206 Dm                                    C      G7
 207  Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
 208    C   G7   F/c    C   F   C  G7
 209 My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
 210 Dm                         G7
 211  Should I put them by your gate,
 212     Dm                      C    Csus4 C
 213 Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
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