Bob Dylan
Subterranean Homesick Blues
Bringing It All Back Home (1965)

X := X(6)

A (plein de choses)

A
Johnny's in the basement mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough, wants to get it paid off

  D
  Look out kid, it's somethin' you did
  A
  God knows when, but you're doing it again
  A
  You better duck down the alleyway, lookin' for a new friend
  E
  The man in the coonskin cap in the pig pen
  A
  Wants eleven dollar bills, but you only got ten

  A  w/ harmonica

Maggie comes fleet foot, face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway, Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May, orders from the D.A.

  Look out kid, don't matter what you did
  Walk on your tip toes, don't try No Doz
  Better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose
  Keep a clean nose, watch the plain clothes
  You don't need a weather man to know which way the wind blows

Ah get sick, get well, hang around the Ink Well
Ring a bell, hard to tell if anything is goin' to sell
Try hard, get barred, get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail, join the army, if you fail

  Look out kid, you're gonna get hit
  But losers, cheaters, six-time users
  Hangin' 'round the theaters                              (4 temps de moins en A)
  Girl by the whirlpool's lookin' for a new fool
  Don't follow leaders and watch your parkin' meters       (4 temps de plus en A)

Ah get born, keep warm, short pants, romance
Learn to dance, get dressed, get blessed, try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts, don't steal, don't lift
Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift

  Look out kid, they keep it all hid
  Better jump down a manhole, light yourself a candle
  Don't wear sandals, try to avoid the scandals
  Don't wanna be a bum, you better chew gum
  The pump don't work 'cause the vandals took the handle

A (fade out)