Category: Bob Dylan

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Tonight I’ll Be Staying Here With You ? Bob Dylan

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Tabbed by: maguri
Tuning: Standard

Bob Dylan
Tonight I’ll Be Staying Here With You (1969)
(Bob Dylan)

From: “Nashville Skyline”

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CHORDS

C/D [E-A-D-G-B-E]x-x-0-0-1-0
C/G 3-x-2-0-1-0

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INTRO
| C Bm | Am | C Bm | Am | C Bm | Am C/D |
| G | % | % | % |
| G | % | % | % |

Throw my ticket out the window
G C | G | % | % | % |
Throw my suitcase out there too
Throw my troubles out the door
I don’t need them any more
G C
‘Cause tonight I’ll be staying here with you

| G | % | % | % |

I should have left this town this morning
G C | G | % | % | % |
But it was more than I could do
Oh, your love comes on so strong
And I’ve waited all day long
For tonight when I’ll be staying here with you

MIDDLE 8
Is it really any wonder
The love that a stranger might receive
You cast your spell and I went under
Am | D | C | Bm | Am
I find it so difficult to leave

[ G | G C/G | G | G C/G |
I can hear that whistle blowin’
G C | G | % | % | % |
I see that stationmaster, too,
If there’s a poor boy on the street
Then let him have my seat
‘Cause tonight I’ll be staying here with you

SOLO ( MIDDLE 8)
| Cm | | % | G | % |
| Cm | | % | G | % |
| Ab | % | C | % |
| Am | % | D | C | Bm | Am | |

| G | C | G |
Throw my ticket out the window
G C | G | % | % | % |
Throw my suitcase out there too
Throw my troubles out the door
I don’t need them any more
‘Cause tonight I’ll be staying here with you

OUTRO
| Bb | % | C | % | Am |
| D | C | Bm | Am | G

: . . : . .
|-3-----------------------3---
|-0-----------------------0---
|-0-----------------------0---
|-0-----------0---2---4---0--- etc (or 355433)
|-2-----------2---3---5---2---
|-3-----------3-----------3---

: . . : . . : . . : . .
|-3-----3-3---3----------|---------3---3-----------|
|-3-----3-3---3---5---7--|-8-------0---0-----------|
|-4-----4-4---4---5---7--|-7-------0---0-----------|
|-5----------------------|-9-------0---0-----------|
|------------------------|---------2---2-----------|
|------------------------|---------3---3-----------|
: . . : . . : . . : . .
|-3-------3---3----------|-------------3-----------|
|-1-------1---0---keep strumming-------1-----------|
|-0-------0---0----------|-------------0-------0---|
|-2-------2---0----------|-------------2-------0---|
|-3-------3---2---0h2----|-0h2-----0---x------(0)--|
|-------------3----------|-------------3-----------|
: . . : . . : . . : . .
|-3----------------------|-------------------------|
|-0----------------------|-------------------------|
|-0----------------------|-------------------------|
|-0----------------------|-------------0-----------|
|-2-------0---2p0--------|-0h2-----3---------------|
|-3---------------3------|-------------------------|
: . . : . . : . . : . .
|------------------------|-------------3---
|------------------------|-------------0---
|---------0-----0---0----|-------------0--- two measures
|-0---2------------------|-------------0--- of G strumming
|-------------2---3---2--|-0---2---0---2---
|------------------------|-------------3---

Oh, me and my cousin, one [C/E]Arthur McBride,
C/E G C hammer-on 0-2 on
As we went a-walkin’ down by the seaside, the 4th string
Now mark what followed [C/G]and what did[C/G] betide
For it [C/E]bein’ on Christmas mornin’
G G ascent on the
Now, for recreation, we went on a tramp, low strings
And we met Sergeant Napper and Corporal Vamp
And a little wee drummer intending [C/G]to camp,
For the day bein’ pleasant and charmin’.

“Good morning, good morning,” the Sergeant he cried.
“And the same to you, gentlemen,” we did reply,
Intending no harm but meant to pass by,
For it bein’ on Christmas mornin’
“But,” says he, “My fine fellows, if you will enlist,
Ten guineas in gold I’ll stick to your fist,
And a crown in the bargain for to kick up the dust,
And drink the king’s health in the morning.

“For a soldier, he leads a very fine life,
And he always is blessed with a charming young wife,
And he pays all his debts without sorrow or strife,
And he always lives pleasant and charmin’,
And a soldier, he always is decent and clean,
In the finest of clothing he’s constantly seen.
While other poor fellows go dirty and mean,
And sup on thin gruel in the morning.”

Instrumental

“But,” says Arthur, “I wouldn’t be proud of your clothes,
For you’ve only the lend of them, as I suppose,
And you dare not change them one night, for you know
If you do, you’ll be flogged in the morning,
And although that we’re single and free,
We take great delight in our own company,
We have no desire strange places to see,
Although that your offers are charming.

“And we have no desire to take your advance,
All hazards and dangers we barter on chance,
For you’d have no scruples for to send us to France,
Where we would get shot without warning.”

“Oh no,” says the Sergeant. “I’ll have no such chat,
And neither will I take it from snappy young brats,
For if you insult me with one other word,
I’ll cut off your heads in the morning.”
And Arthur and I, we soon drew our hogs,
And we scarce gave them time to draw their own blades
When a trusty shillelagh came over their head
And bid them take that as fair warning.

And their old rusty rapiers that hung by their sides,
We flung them as far as we could in the tide,
“Now take them up, devils!” cried Arthur McBride,
“And temper their edge in the mornin’!”
And the little wee drummer, we flattened his bow,
And we made a football of his rowdy-dow-dow,
Threw it in the tide for to rock and to roll,
And bade it a tedious returning

And we havin’ no money, paid them off in cracks.
We paid no respect to their two bloody backs,
And we lathered them there like a pair of wet sacks,
And left them for dead in the morning.
And so, to conclude and to finish disputes,
We obligingly asked if they wanted recruits,
For we were the lads who would give them hard clouts
And bid them look sharp in the mornin’.

Instrumental

Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride,
As we went a-walkin’ down by the seaside,
Mark now what followed and what did betide,
For it bein’ on Christmas mornin’

: . . : . . : . . : . .
|-----3---3---|-3---3---3---|-0---0---0---|-0---0---0---|
|-----0---0---|-1---1---1---|-1/3-3---3---|-1---1---1---|
|-----0---0---|-0---0---0---|-0---0---0---|-0---0---0---|
|-----0---0---|-2---2---2---|-2/4-4---4---|-0h2-2---2---|
|-2-----------|-------------|-------------|-------------|
|-3-----------|-------------|-------------|-------------|
-nin'________________________________________________
: . . : . . : . . : . .
|-3---3---3---|-3---3-3-3-3-|-3-------3---|-3-----------
|-0---0---0---|-1---1-1-1-1-|-0-------0---|-0-----------
|-0---0---0---|-0---0-0-0-0-|-0-------0---|-0-----------
|-0-------0---|-0h2-----2---|-0-------0---|-0-----------
|-------------|-------------|-----2-------|-2-----------
|-------------|-------------|-----3-------|-3-----------

Sign on the window says "Lonely,”
Sign on the door said "No Company Allowed,”
Sign on the street says “Y’ Don’t Own Me,”
E ) C#m E/B E/A /G# F#m7 ) 2nd verse G#m
Sign on the porch says “Three’s A Crowd,”
Sign on the porch [E/B]says "Three’s A Crowd.”
|:A E :|x4
Her and her boyfriend went to California,
Her and her boyfriend done changed their tune.
My best friend said, “Now didn’ I warn ya,
Brighton girls are like the moon,
Brighton girls are like the moon.”
|:A E :|x4 F G
Looks like a-nothing but rain…
Sure gonna be wet tonight on Main Street…
Hope that it don’t sleet.
[F#m/A] [E/G#]
Instr. verse:
[E(/B)]


[E/B] [E/G#]
[E/B]
|:A E :|x4
Build me a cabin in Utah,
Marry me a wife, catch rainbow trout,
Have a bunch of kids who call me “Pa,”
That must be what it’s all about,
That must be what it’s all about.

Sign on the window says "Lonely,”
Sign on the door said "No Company Allowed,”
Sign on the street says “Y’ Don’t Own Me,”
G ) Em G/D C(maj7) G/B Am7 ) 2nd verse Bm
Sign on the porch says “Three’s A Crowd,”
Sign on the porch [G/D]says &[A7/C#]quot;Three’s A Crowd.”
. . .
|:C G :|x4 Ab Bb
Looks like a-nothing but rain…
Sure gonna be wet tonight on Main Street…
Hope that it don't sleet
[Am/C] [G/B]
etc.

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What was it you wanted? – Bob Dylan

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Tabbed by: maguri
Tuning: Standard

Bob Dylan
What was it you wanted? (1989)
(Bob Dylan)

From: “Oh Mercy”

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CHORDS

e-B-G-D-A-E
Dm/A x-3-2-3-0-x

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Capo 4th fret

INTRO
| Dm7 | Dm/A | Am | % |

What was it you wanted?
Tell me again so I’ll know
What’s happening in there
What’s going on in your show
What was it you wanted
[Dm/A] Could you say it again?
I’ll be back in a minute
You can get it together by then

| F | Em | Am | % |

What was it you wanted
You can tell me, I’m back
We can start it all over
Get it back on the track
You got my attention
[Dm/A] Go ahead, speak
What was it you wanted
When you were kissing my cheek?

| F | Em | Am | % |

Was there somebody looking
When you gave me that kiss
Someone there in the shadows
Someone that I might have missed?
Is there something you needed

[Dm/A] Something I don’t understand
What was it you wanted
Do I have it here in my hand?

| C | Em | Am | % |

Whatever you wanted
Slipped out of my mind
Would you remind me again
If you’d be so kind
Has the record been breaking
Did the needle just skip
Is there somebody waiting
Was there a slip of the lip?

What was it you wanted
I ain’t keeping score
Are you the same person
That was here before?
Is it something important?
[Dm/A] Maybe not
What was it you wanted?
Tell me again I forgot

| C | Em | Am | % |

SOLO
| Am | % | % | % |
| Dm7 | Dm/A | Am | % |

| C | Em | Am | % |

Whatever you wanted
What could it be
Did somebody tell you
That you could get it from me
Is it something that comes natural
Is it easy to say
Why do you want it
Who are you anyway?

Is the scenery changing
Am I getting it wrong
Is the whole thing going backwards
Are they playing our song?
Where were you when it started
[Dm/A] Do you want it for free
What was it you wanted
Are you talking to me?

| C | Em | Am | % |
| F | Em | Am | % |
| C | Em | Am | % | Am

Just a [G/B]minute before you leave, girl,
Just a [G/B]minute before you touch the door.
What [G/B]is it that you’re trying to achieve, girl?
Do you [G/B]think we can talk about it some more?
You know, the streets are filled with vipers[(Am)]
Who’ve lost all ray of hope[(Am)],
[C/G]You know, it ain’t even safe no more
In the palace of the Pope.

Don’t fall [G/B]apart on me tonight,
I just don’t [G/B]think that I could handle it.
Don’t fall a[G/B]part on me tonight,
Yesterday’s just a memory,
Tomorrow is never what it’s sup[C/G]posed to be
And I need you, yeah.[F/G]

Come over here from over there, girl,
Sit down here. You can have my chair.
I can’t see us goin’ anywhere, girl.
The only place open is a thousand miles away and I can’t take you there.
I wish I’d have been a doctor,
Maybe I’d have saved some life that had been lost,
Maybe I’d have done some good in the world
‘Stead of burning every bridge I crossed.

Don’t fall apart on me tonight,
I just don’t think that I could handle it.
Don’t fall apart on me tonight,
Yesterday’s just a memory,
Tomorrow is never what it’s supposed to be
And I need you, oh, yeah.

I ain’t too good at conversation, girl,
So you might not know exactly how I feel,
But if I could, I’d bring you to the mountaintop, girl,
And build you a house made out of stainless steel.
But it’s like I’m stuck inside a painting
That’s hanging in the Louvre,
My throat start to tickle and my nose itches
But I know that I can’t move.

Don’t fall apart on me tonight,
I just don’t think that I could handle it.
Don’t fall apart on me tonight,
Yesterday’s gone but the past lives on,
Tomorrow’s just one step beyond
And I need you, oh, yeah.

Who are these people who are walking towards you?
Do you know them or will there be a fight?
With their humorless smiles so easy to see through,
Can they tell you what’s wrong from what’s right?
Do you remember St. James Street
Where you blew Jackie P.’s mind?
You were so fine, Clark Gable would have fell at your feet
And laid his life on the line.

Let’s try to get beneath the surface waste, girl,
No more booby traps and bombs,
No more decadence and charm,
No more affection that’s misplaced, girl,
No more mudcake creatures lying in your arms.
What about that millionaire with the drumsticks in his pants?
He looked so baffled and so bewildered
When he played and we didn’t dance.

Don’t fall apart on me tonight,
I just don’t think that I could handle it.
Don’t fall apart on me tonight,
Yesterday’s just a memory,
Tomorrow is never what it’s supposed to be
And I need you, yeah.

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Standing in the Doorway ? Bob Dylan

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Tabbed by: maguri
Tuning: Standard

Bob Dylan
Standing in the Doorway (1997)
(Dylan)

From: “Time Out Of Mind”

I usually play this with a capo but included chord voicings for a no-capo
version too.

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capo 4th fret (as below)
CHORDS
Em/B [E-A-D-G-B-E]x-2-2-0-0-0
C/G 3-x-2-0-1-0
Bbsus2 x-1-3-3-1-1

VERSE (basic pattern with link)
[Em/B] [C/G] [Em/B][C/G]
[+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+]

e|0-------0-------|0-------0-------|0-------0-------|0-------0-------|
B|1-------0-------|1-------1-------|1-------0-------|1-------1-------|
G|0-------0-------|2-------0-------|0-------0-------|2-------0-------|
D|2-------2-------|2-------2-------|2-------2-------|2-------2---3-2-|
A|3-------2-------|0---------------|3-------2-------|0---------------|
E|----------------|--------3-------|----------------|--------3-------|
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without capo (transpose this tab up 4 semi-tones)
CHORDS
G#m/[E-A-D-G-B-E]D#[/ch] x-6-6-4-4-4
E/B x-2-2-1-0-0
Dsus2 x-x-0-2-3-0

VERSE (basic pattern with link)
E G#m/D#[/ch] C#m E/B E G#m/D#[/ch] C#m E/B
[+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+]

e|0-------4-------|4-------0-------|0-------0-------|0-------0-------|
B|0-------4-------|5-------0-------|0-------0-------|1-------0-------|
G|1-------4-------|6-------1-------|1-------0-------|2-------1---2-1-|
D|2-------6-------|6-------2-------|2-------2-------|2-------2-------|
A|2-------6-------|4-------2-------|2-------2-------|0-------2-------|
E|0---------------|----------------|0---------------|----------------|
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Capo 4th fret
(key: E; to play without capo: transpose up 4 semi-tones)

INTRO
| C Em/B | Am C/G |
| C Em/B | Am C/G |

I?m walking [Em/B]through the summer [C/G]nights
Jukebox[Em/B] playing low[C/G]
Yesterday [Em/B]everything was going too [C/G]fast
Today,[Em/B] it?s moving too slow[C/G]
I got [Bb(sus2)]no place left to turn[Bb(sus2)]
I got nothing [Bb(sus2)]left to burn
Don?t know if I saw you,[Em/B] if I would kiss you or kill you[C/G]
It probably wouldn?t [Em/B]matter to you anyhow[C/G]
You left me standing in the doorway, crying
I got nothing to go back to now

The light in this [Em/B]place is so [C/G]bad
Making me [Em/B]sick in the head[C/G]
All the [Em/B]laughter is just making me [C/G]sad
The stars have[Em/B] turned cherry red[C/G]
I?m strumming on [Bb(sus2)]my gay guitar[Bb(sus2)]
Smoking a [Bb(sus2]cheap cigar
The ghost of our [Em/B]old love has not gone a[C/G]way
Don?t look [it (?)] like it [Em/B]will anytime soon[C/G]
You left me standing in the doorway, crying
Under the midnight moon

| C Em/B | Am C/G |
| C Em/B | Am C/G |

Maybe they?ll [Em/B]get me and maybe they [C/G]won?t
But not to[Em/B]night and it won?t be h[C/G]ere
There are things I could [Em/B]say but I d[C/G]on?t
I know the mercy of [Em/B]God must be near[C/G]
I?ve been [Bb(sus2)]riding the midnight train[Bb(sus2)]
Got ice water in [Bb(sus2)]my veins
I would be crazy[Em/B] if I took you back[C/G]
It would go up a[Em/B]gainst every rule[C/G]
You left me standing in the doorway, crying
Suffering like a fool

| C Em/B | Am C/G |
| C Em/B | Am C/G |

When the last rays[Em/B] of daylight go [C/G]down
Buddy, you?ll [Em/B]roll no more[C/G]
I can hear the [Em/B]church bells ringing in the [C/G]yard
I wonder who they?re[Em/B] ringing for[C/G]
I know I can?t [Bb(sus2)]win[Bb(sus2)]
But my heart just [Bb(sus2)]won?t give in
Last night I [Em/B]danced with a stranger[C/G]
But she just reminded [Em/B]me you were the one[C/G]
You left me standing in the doorway, crying
In the dark land of the sun

| C Em/B | Am C/G |
| C Em/B | Am C/G |

I?ll eat when I?m [Em/B]hungry, drink when I?m [C/G]dry
And live my [Em/B]life on the square[C/G]
And even if the[Em/B] flesh falls off of my [C/G]face
I know someone will [Em/B]be there to care[C/G]
It always [Bb(sus2)]means so much[Bb(sus2)]
Even the [Bb(sus2)]softest touch
I see nothing to be gained by[Em/B] any explana[C/G]tion
There?s no words that [Em/B]need to be said[C/G]
You left me standing in the doorway, crying
Blues wrapped around my head

| C Em/B | Am C/G |
| C Em/B | Am C/G |
| C Em/B | Am C/G |
| C Em/B | Am C/G |
| F Bb(sus4) | F Bb(sus4) |
| F Bb(sus4) | F Bb(sus4) |
(fade)

You can tell her that I had to see the world
Tell her that my ship set sail
You can say she’d better not wait for me
But don’t tell her I’m [/G]in jail
Oh don’t tell her I’m in jail.

Take a message to Mary
But don’t tell her what I’ve done
Please don’t mention the stagecoach
An’ the shot from a careless gun.

You can tell her that I changed my plans
An’ cancel out the weddin’ day
But don’t mention my lonely cell
Where I’m gonna pine away
Until my dyin’ day.

Take a message to Mary
But don’t tell all you know
My heart is achin’ for Mary
Lord knows I miss her so.

Just tell her that I went to Timbuktu
Tell that I’m searchin’ for gold
You can say she’d better find someone new
To cherish an’ to hold
Oh Lord, this cell is cold.

Tuning: Standard (Capo 2nd fret)

Transcribed by DWdrummer67.
This is a really cool version from Bob Dylan’s “Good As I Been To You” CD.
It was a little tricky to transcribe, but I think it’s pretty close. Enjoy!

Chord Diagram:

|—————————| Note: The 5th and 7th are from
|–0—-0—-0————–| the capo. So they are
|–2—-0—-1—-7—-5—-| really the 7th and 9th.
|–2—-0—-0—-7—-5—-|
|–0—-2—-2————–|
|——-3—-0————–|

Oh, where is little Maggie, over yonder she stands
Rifle on her shoulder, six shooter in her hand

How can I ever stand it, just to see them two blue eyes
Shinin’ like some diamonds, like some diamonds in the sky
Rather be in some lonely hollow, where the sun don’t ever shine
Than to see you be another man’s darling, and to know that you’ll never be mine
Am2, G, E7, G, D, C, Am2
Am2, G, E7, G, D, C, Am2

Well, it’s march me away to the station, with my suitcase in my hand
Yes, march me away to the station, I’m off to some far-distant land
Am2, G, E7, G, D, C, Am2

Sometimes I have a nickel, and sometimes I have a dime
Sometimes I have ten dollars, just to pay for little Maggie’s wine
Am2, G, E7, G, D, C, Am2

Pretty flowers are made for blooming, pretty stars are made to shine
Pretty girls are made for boy’s love, little Maggie was made for mine
Am2, G, E7, G, D, C, Am2

Well, yonder stands little Maggie, with a dram glass in her hand
She’s a drinkin’ down her troubles, over courtin’ some other man

Am2, G, E7, G, D, C, Am2
Am2, G, E7, G, D, C, Am2

You know, I once knew a woman who looked like you,
She wanted a whole man, not just a half,
She used to call me sweet daddy when I was only a child,
You kind of remind me of her when you laugh.
In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear,
It’s done with a flick of the wrist.
What’s a sweetheart like you doin’ in a dump like this?

You know, a woman like you should be at home,
That’s where you belong,
taking care of somebody nice
Who don’t know how to do you wrong.
Just how much abuse will you be able to take?
Well, there’s no way to tell by that first kiss.
What’s a sweetheart like you doin’ in a dump like this?

You know you can make a name for yourself,
You can hear them tires squeal,
You could be known as the most beautiful woman
Who ever crawled across cut glass to make a deal.

You know, news of you has come down the line
Even before ya came in the door.
They say in your father’s house, there’s many mansions
Each one of them got a fireproof floor.
Snap out of it, baby, people are jealous of you,
They smile to your face, but behind your back they hiss.
What’s a sweetheart like you doin’ in a dump like this?

Got to be an important person to be in here, honey,
Got to have done some evil deed,
Got to have your own harem when you come in the door,
Got to play your harp until your lips bleed.

They say that patriotism is the last refuge
To which a scoundrel clings.
Steal a little and they throw you in jail,
Steal a lot and they make you king.
There’s only one step down from here, baby,
It’s called the land of permanent bliss.
What’s a sweetheart like you doin’ in a dump like this?

Well, the pressure’s down, the boss ain’t here,
He gone North for a while
They say that vanity got the best of him
But he sure left here in style.
By the way, that’s a cute hat,
And that smile’s so hard to resist
what’s a [/D#]sweetheart like [/C#]you [/B]doin[A(maj7)]’ in a dump like this?

. . .

You know you can make a name for yourself,
You can hear them tires squeal,
You could be known as the most beautiful woman
Who ever crawled across cut glass to make a deal.

[Verse 1]

I’m a man of constant sorrow
I’ve seen trouble all my days
I’ll say goodbye to Colorado
Where I was born and partly raised

(no lyrics – harmonica solo)

[Verse 2]

Your mother says I’m a stranger
My face you’ll never see no more
But there’s one promise darling
I’ll see you on god’s golden shore

(no lyrics – harmonica solo)

[Verse 3]

Through this open world I’m a-bound to ramble
Through ice and snows, sleet and rain
I’m a-bound to ride that morning railroad
Perhaps Ill die on that train

(no lyrics – harmonica solo)

[Verse 4]

I’m going back to Colorado
The place that I started from
If I’d known how bad you’d treat me
Honey, I never would have come

(no lyrics – harmonica solo)