Kunci Gitar Lagu Tombstone Blues - Bob Dylan

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Tombstone Blues merupakan lagu yang dipopulerkan oleh penyanyi laki-laki asal Amerika Serikat, Bob Dylan. Lagu berdurasi 5 menit 56 detik ini merupakan lagu kedua dalam album bertajuk “Highway 61 Revisited” yang dirilis pada 30 Agustus 1965. Album ini memuat 9 trek lagu, di antaranya Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues, It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry, dan Queen Jane Approximately. Penasaran seperti apa lagunya? Untuk mengetahui lirik lagu dan chord “Tombstone Blues” yang dinyanyikan Bob Dylan, simak selengkapnya di bawah ini. Chord gitar di bawah adalah chord yang diturunkan setengah nada dari penyayi aslinya.

 

Lirik Lagu Tombstone Blues – Bob Dylan

[Intro]

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[Verse 1] D# G# D#

The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course D# G# D#

The city fathers they’re trying to endorse D# G# D#

The reincarnation of Paul Revere’s horse D# G# D#

But the town has no need to be nervous D# G# D#

The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits D# G# D#

To Jezebel the nun she violently knits D# G# D#

A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits D# G# D#

At the head of the chamber of commerce

 

[Chorus]

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Mama’s in the factory, she ain’t got no shoes

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Daddy’s in the alley, he’s lookin’ for food

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I am in the kitchen with the tombstone blues

 

[Interlude]

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[Verse 2] D# G# D#

The hysterical bride in the penny arcade

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Screaming she moans, “I’ve just been made” D# G# D#

Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade D# G# D#

And says, “My advice is to not let the boys in” D# G# D#

Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside D# G# D#

He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride D# G# D#

“Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride D# G# D#

You will not die, it’s not poison”

 

[Chorus]

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Mama’s in the factory, she ain’t got no shoes

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Daddy’s in the alley, he’s lookin’ for food

G# D#

I am in the kitchen with the tombstone blues

 

[Interlude]

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[Verse 3] D# G# D#

Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief D# G# D#

Looks up at his hero, the Commander-in-Chief D# G# D#

Saying, “Tell me great hero, but please make it brief D# G# D#

Is there a hole for me to get sick in?” D# G# D#

The Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly D# G# D#

Saying, “Death to all those who would whimper and cry” D# G# D#

And dropping a barbell he points to the sky D# G# D#

Saying, “The sun’s not yellow, it’s chicken”

 

[Chorus]

G# D#

Mama’s in the factory, she ain’t got no shoes

G# D#

Daddy’s in the alley, he’s lookin’ for food

G# D#

I am in the kitchen with the tombstone blues

 

[Interlude]

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[Verse 4] D# G# D#

The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save D# G# D#

Puts jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves D# G# D#

Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves D# G# D#

Then sends them out to the jungle D# G# D#

Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their camps D# G# D#

With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps D# G# D#

With a fantastic collection of stamps D# G# D#

To win friends and influence his uncle

 

[Chorus]

G# D#

Mama’s in the factory, she ain’t got no shoes

G# D#

Daddy’s in the alley, he’s lookin’ for food

G# D#

I am in troube with the tombstone blues

 

[Interlude]

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[Verse 5] D# G# D#

The geometry of innocent flesh on the bone

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Causes Galileo’s math book to get thrown D# G# D#

At Delilah who’s sitting worthlessly alone D# G# D#

But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter D# G# D#

Now, I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill D# G# D#

I would set him in chains at the top of the hill D# G# D#

Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B. DeMille D# G# D#

He could die happily ever after

 

[Chorus]

G# D#

Mama’s in the factory, she ain’t got no shoes

G# D#

Daddy’s in the alley, he’s lookin’ for food

G# D#

I am in the kitchen with the tombstone blues

 

[Interlude]

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[Verse 6] D# G# D#

Where Ma Rainey and Beethoven once unwrapped their bedroll

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Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole D# G# D#

And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul D# G# D#

To the old folks home and the college D# G# D#

Now, I wish I could write you a melody so plain D# G# D#

That could hold you dear lady from going insane D# G# D#

That could ease you and cool you and cease the pain D# G# D#

Of your useless and pointless knowledge

 

[Chorus]

G# D#

Mama’s in the factory, she ain’t got no shoes

G# D#

Daddy’s in the alley, he’s lookin’ for food

G# D#

I am in the kitchen with the tombstone blues

 

[Outro]

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