Bob Dylan - Tangled Up In Blue Ukulele Chords

[Opening]
[A]Early one morning the [G]sun was shining,
[A]I was laying in [G]bed
[A]Wondering if she’d [G]changed at all
If her [D]hair was still red.
[A]Her folks they said our [G]lives together
[A]Sure was gonna be [G]rough
[A]They never did like Mama’s [G]homemade dress
Papa’s [D]bankbook wasn’t big enough.
[E]And I was standing on the [F#m]side of the road
[A]Rain falling on my [D]shoes
[E]Heading out for the [F#m]East Coast
Lord [A]knows I’ve paid some [D]dues getting [E]through,
[G]Tangled [D]up in [A]blue. [A]

[section 2]
[A]She was married when [G]we first met
[A]Soon to be divorced [G]
[A]I helped her out of a [G]jam, I guess,
But I [D]used a little too much force.
[A]We drove that car as [G]far as we could
[A]Abandoned it out West [G]
[A]Split up on a dark [G]sad night
Both [D]agreeing it was best.
[E]She turned around to [F#m]look at me
[A]As I was walking [D]away
[E]I heard her say [F#m]over my shoulder,
[A]”We’ll meet again someday [D]on the [E]avenue,”
[G]Tangled [D]up in [A]blue. [A]

[section 3]
[A]I had a job in the [G]great north woods
[A]Working as a cook for [G]a spell
[A]But I never did like [G]it all that much
And [D]one day the ax just fell.
[A]So I drifted down to [G]New Orleans
[A]Where I happened to [G]be employed
[A]Working for a while [G]on a fishing boat
Right [D]outside of Delacroix.
[E]But all the while I was alone [F#m]
[A]The past was close [D]behind,
[E]I seen a lot of women [F#m]
But s[A]he never escaped my m[D]ind, and I [E]just grew
[G]Tangled [D]up in [A]blue. [A]

[section 4]
[A]She was working in a [G]topless place
[A]And I stopped in for [G]a beer,
[A]I just kept looking [G]at the side of her face
In [D]the spotlight so clear.
[A]And later on as the [G]crowd thinned out
[A]I’s just about to do [G]the same,
[A]She was standing [G]there in back of my chair
Said [D]to me, “Don’t I know your name?”
[E]I muttered something [F#m]underneath my breath,
[A]She studied the [D]lines on my face.
[E]I must admit I felt a little [F#m]uneasy
When [A]she bent down to tie [D]the laces of [E]my shoe,
[G]Tangled [D]up in [A]blue. [A]

[section 5]
[A]She lit a burner [G]on the stove and [A]offered me a [G]pipe
[A]”I thought you’d never [G]say hello,” she said
“You [D]look like the silent type.”
[A]Then she opened up a [G]book of poems
[A]And handed it to me [G]
[A]Written by an Italian [G]poet
From [D]the thirteenth century.
[E]And every one of them [F#m]words rang true
[A]And glowed like [D]burning coal
[E]Pouring off of every page [F#m]
Like [A]it was written in my [D]soul from me [E]to you,
[G]Tangled [D]up in [A]blue. [A]

[section 6]
[A]I lived with them on [G]Montague Street
[A]In a basement down [G]the stairs,
[A]There was music in [G]the cafes at night
And [D]revolution in the air.
[A]Then he started into [G]dealing with slaves
[A]And something inside [G]of him died.
[A]She had to sell [G]everything she owned
And [D]froze up inside.
[E]And when finally the [F#m]bottom fell out
[A]I became [D]withdrawn,
[E]The only thing I knew how to [F#m]do
Was [A]to keep on keeping on [D]like a bird [E]that flew,
[G]Tangled [D]up in [A]blue. [A]

[Closing]
[A]So now I’m going back [G]again,
[A]I got to get to her [G]somehow.
[A]All the people we [G]used to know
[D]They’re an illusion to me now.
[A]Some are [G]mathematicians
[A]Some are carpenter’s [G]wives.
[A]Don’t know how it all [G]got started,
I [D]don’t know what they’re doing with their lives.
[E]But me, I’m still [F#m]on the road
[A]Heading for [D]another joint
[E]We always did [F#m]feel the same,
We [A]just saw it from a [D]different point o[E]f view,
[G]Tangled [D]up in [A]blue. [A]