I Shall Be Free

Bob Dylan

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  • D7
  • D7sus
  • G
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G D7 G C/G G C/G G C/G G C/G G [Verse 1]
D7sus Well, I took me a woman late last night I was three-fourths drunk, she
G C/G G C/G G looked alright
D7sus 'Til she started peelin' off her onion-gook She took off her wig, an' said, "How
G C/G G do I look?"
C/G G C/G G I was high-flyin'
C/G G C/G G Bare-naked
C/G G D7 C/G G C/G G Out the window [Verse 2]
D7sus Well, sometimes I might get drunk
C/G Walk like a duck and smell like a
G skunk
D7sus Don't hurt me none, it don't hurt my pride 'Cause I got my little lady right by
G C/G G my side
C/G G C/G G She's-a tryin' to hide
C/G G Pretendin' she don't know me
D7sus C/G G C/G G C/G G [Verse 3]
D7sus I's out there paintin' on the old woodshed When a can of black paint it fell on
G C/G G my head
D7sus I went down to scrub and rub
C/G G But I had to sit in back of the
C/G G tub
C/G G D7sus Cost a quarter
C/G G C/G G C/G Half-price [Verse 4]
D7sus Well, my telephone rang, it would not stop
G It's President Kennedy callin' me
C/G G up
D7sus He said, "My friend Bob, what do we need to make the country grow?" I said, "My friend John, Brigitte
G C/G G Bardot
C/G G C/G G Anita Ekberg
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C/G G C/G G Sophia Loren
C/G G D7 C/G G C/G Country-O-Grow"
G C/G G [Verse 5]
D7sus Well, I got a woman four feet short
C/G She yells and hollers and screams
G C/G G and snorts
D7sus She tickles my nose pats me on the head
C/G G Rolls me over and kicks me outta
C/G G bed
C/G G C/G G She's a man-eater
C/G G C/G G Meat-grinder
D7sus C/G G C/G G C/G G C/G G Bad loser [Verse 6]
D7sus Oh, there ain't no use in me workin' all the time
C/G I got a woman who works herself
G blind
D7sus Works up to her britches, up to her neck
C/G Writes me letters and sends me
G checks
C/G G C/G G She's a humdinger
C/G G D7sus C/G G C/G Folk singer
G C/G G [Verse 7]
D7sus Late one day in the middle of the week
C/G G Eyes were closed, I was half asleep
D7sus I chased me a woman up the hill
C/G Right in the middle of an air raid
G C/G G drill
C/G G C/G G I jumped the fallout shelter
C/G G C/G G I jumped the string-bean
C/G G C/G G I jumped the TV dinner
C/G G D7sus C/G G I jumped the shotgun
C/G G [Verse 8]
D7sus Now, the man on the stand, he wants my vote He's a-runnin' for office on a
C/G G ballot note
D7sus He's out there preachin' in front of the steeple
C/G Tellin' me he loves all kinds of
G C/G G people
C/G G C/G G He's eatin' bagels
C/G G C/G G He's eatin' pizza
C/G G D7 C/G G C/G He's eatin' chitlins
G C/G G [Verse 9]
D7sus Oh, I set me down on the television floor
C/G I flipped the channel on to number
G four
D7sus Out of the shower comes a football man
C/G G With a bottle of oil in his hand
C/G G
C/G G C/G G C/G G Greasy kid stuff
D7sus But what I want to know, Mr. Football Man
C/G Is what do you do about Willy
G C/G G C/G G Mays?
C/G G C/G G Martin Luther King?
C/G D7sus C/G G C/G G Oula Tunjee?
C/G G C/G G [Verse 10]
D7sus Well, the funniest woman I ever seen Was the great-granddaughter of Mr.
G C/G G Clean
D7sus She takes about fifteen baths a day
C/G Wants me to grow a mustache on my
G face
C/G G C/G D7sus C/G G C/G She's insane
G C/G G [Verse 11]
D7sus Well, ya ask me why I'm drunk all the time
C/G G It levels my head and eases my
C/G G mind
D7sus I just walk along and stroll and sing I'll see better days and I'll do
C/G G C/G G better things
C/G G C/G G I'll catch dinosaurs
C/G G Make love to Elizabeth Taylor
C/G G
C/G G Catch hell from Richard Burton
C/G G C/G D7sus C/G G C/G G
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Composición: Bob Dylan

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