...And in true Bob Dylan fashion, all of the song is the same. e-|--0--|--0--|--3--|--0--|--2--|--2--|--0--| b-|--3--|--1--|--3--|--2--|--3--|--3--|--2--| Okay, I think that G-|--0--|--0--|--0--|--2--|--4--|--2--|--0--| everyone would know D-|--4--|--2--|--0--|--2--|--4--|--0--|--2--| these chords, but... A-|--5--|--3--|--2--|--0--|--2--|-----|--0--| E-|--x--|--x--|--3--|--x--|--x--|-----|--x--| Em9/D C G A Bm D A7 Em9/D C Em9/D C Early one morning the sun was shining, I was lying in bed Em9/D C G Wondering if she had changed at all, if her hair was still red Em9/D C Em9/D C Her folks said our lives together sure were gonna be rough Em9/D C G They never did like momma's homemade dress, poppa's bankbook wasn't big enough A Bm D G She was standing on the side of the road, as rain's falling on my shoes A Bm D G I'm headin' out for the old East Coast, Lord knows I've paid some dues A A7 Getting through C G Em9/D Tangled up in blue She was married when we first met, soon to be divorced I helped her out of a jam I guess, but I used a little too much force So we drove that car as far as we could, abandoned it out west, Split up on a dark sad night, both agreeing it was best And she turned around and looked at me, as I was walking away I heard her say over my shoulder, "We're gonna meet again someday, On the avenue" We got tangled up in blue So I had a job in the Great North woods, working as a cook for a spell But I never did like it all that much and one day the axe just fell So I drifted down to New Orleans, where I was lucky enough to be employed Workin' for a while on a fishing boat, right outside of Delacroix But all the while I was alone, the past was close behind me I've seen a lotta women, but she never escaped my mind And I just grew Tangled up in blue She was workin' in a topless place, and I just stopped in for a beer I just kept lookin' at the sight of her face in the spotlight so clear Then later on as the crowd thinned out, I was just about to do the same She was standin' there at the back of my chair, singing "tell me, don't I know your name?" I muttered something under my breath, she studied the line on my face I must admit I felt a little uneasy when she went to tie the lace Of my shoe We got tangled up in blue So she lit a burner on the stove, and offered me a pipe "I thought you'd never say hello", she said, "you look like the silent type" Then she opened up a book of poems, handed it to me Written by an Italian poet in the 13th century And every one of those words rang true, It was pouring off of every page, like it was written in my soul >From me to you Tangled up in blue So n-n-n-now I live with them, on Montague street in a basement down the stairs There was music in the cafes at night, a revoltion in the air Until he started dealing in slaves, and something inside of him died She had sold everything they owned and froze up inside Finally as the bottom fell out, I became withdrawn The only thing I knew how to do was keep on keeping on Like a bird that flew We got tangled up in blue Now I'm going back again, I've got to get to her somehow All the people we used to know, they're an illusion to me now Some are mathematicians, some are carpenter's wives We don't know how this got started, dunno what we'd do with our lives Me, I'm still on the road, heading for another joint We didn't always see the same, and we started from a different point Of view Tangled up in blue. and there you have it. I hope this helps anyone. Have Fun, Stay Single - D.