Bob Dylan - Tangled Up In Blue Ukulele Chords
[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]
[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]
[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]
[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]
[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]
[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]
[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]