Ballad In Plain D
Bob Dylan
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D Bm G I once loved a girl, her skin itD was bronzeBm With the innocence of a lamb, sheC G was gentle like a fawnD Bm G I courted her proudly, but nowD she is goneA A7 D Gone as the season she's ta--ken.A A6 A7D Bm G In a young summer's youth, ID stole her awayBm From her mother and sister, thoughC G close did they stayD Bm Each one of them suffering fromG D the failures of their dayA With strings of guilt they triedD hard to guide us.D Bm G Of the two sisters, I loved theD youngBm With sensitive instincts, she wasC G the creative oneD Bm The constant scrapegoat, she wasG D easily undoneA By the jealousy of others aroundD her.D Bm G For her parasite sister, I had noD respectBm C Bound by her boredom, her pride toG protectD Bm G Countless visions of the otherD she'd reflectA As a crutch for her scenes and herD society.D Bm G Myself, for what I did, I cannotD be excusedBm The changes I was going throughC G can't even be usedContinues after the adD Bm For the lies that I told her inG D hopes not to loseA The could-be dream-lover of myD lifetime.D Bm With unseen consciousness, IG D possessed in my gripBm A magnificent mantelpiece, thoughC G its heart being chippedD Bm G Noticing not that I'd alreadyD slippedA A7 D To a sin of love's false security.D Bm From silhouetted anger toG D manufactured peaceBm C Answers of emptiness, voiceG vacanciesD Bm Till the tombstones of damage readG D me no question but, "PleaseA What's wrong and what's exactly theA7 D matter?"D Bm G And so it did happen, like itD could have been foreseenBm C The timeless explosion of fantasy'sG dreamD Bm G At the peak of the night, theD king and the queenA D Tumbled all down into pieces.D Bm G "The tragic figure" her sister didD shoutD Bm C "Leave her alone, God damn you, getG out"D Bm G D And I in my armour, turning aboutA And nailing her in the ruins of her pettiness.D Bm Beneath a bare light bulb theG D plaster did poundBm C Her sister and I in a screamingG battlegroundD Bm G And she in between, the victim ofD soundA Soon shattered as a child to theD shadows.D Bm G All is gone, all is gone, admitD it, take flightBm I gagged in contradiction, tearsC G blinding my sightD Bm G My mind it was mangled, I ranD into the nightA Leaving all of love's ashes behindD me.D Bm G The wind knocks my window, theD room it is wetBm The words to say I'm sorry, IC G haven't found yetD Bm I think of her often and hopeG D whoever she's metA Will be fully aware of how preciousD she is.D Bm Ah, my friends from the prison,G D they ask unto meBm C "How good, how good does it feelG to be free"?D Bm G D And I answer them most mysteriouslyA "Are birds free from the chains ofA7 D the skyway"?
