Idiot Wind

Bob Dylan

  • Am
  • Bm
  • C
  • C/D
  • C/G
  • C6
    7
  • Cm
  • D
  • D/C
  • D6
  • D7
  • Em
  • G
  • G/F#
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G/F# 2-x-0-0-0(3) C6 x-3-2-2-1-0 C/D x-x-0-0-1-0
C/G 3-x-2-0-1-0 [Verse]
Cm D Someone's got it in for me,
G they're planting stories in the press
Cm Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out
D D/C G but when they will I can only
G/F# guess.
Em Bm They say I shot a man named Gray
Am G and took his wife to Italy,
Em Bm She inherited a million bucks and
Am G when she died it came to me.
Bm C6 I can't help it if I'm lucky.
Cm D People see me all the time and
D/C G they just can't remember how to act
Cm Their minds are filled with big
D D/C G ideas, images and distorted
G/F# facts.
Em Bm Am Even you, yesterday you had to
G G/F# ask me where it was at,
Em Bm I couldn't believe after all these
Am years, you didn't know me any
G better than that
Bm C6 Sweet lady. [Chorus]
G C Idiot wind, blowing every time
G you move your mouth,
C Blowing down the backroads headin'
C/D south.
G C Idiot wind, blowing every time
G you move your teeth,
G C You're an idiot, babe.
D D7 It's a wonder that you still know
G C/G G C/G how to breathe. [Verse]
Cm I ran into the fortune-teller, who
D said
D/C Beware of lightning that might
G strike
Cm D I haven't known peace and quiet
D/C for so long I can't remember what
G it's like.
Em Bm There's a lone soldier on the
Am G cross, smoke pourin' out of a boxcar door,
Em Bm You didn't know it, you didn't think it could be done,
Am G In the final end he won the wars
Bm C6 After losin' every battle.
Cm I woke up on the roadside,
D D/C daydreamin' 'bout the way things
G sometimes are
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Cm Visions of your chestnut mare
D shoot through my head
D/C G G/F# And are makin' me see stars.
Em Bm You hurt the ones that I love best
Am G and cover up the truth with lies.
Em Bm One day you'll be in the ditch,
Am G flies buzzin' around your eyes,
Bm C6 Blood on your saddle. [Chorus]
G C Idiot wind, blowing through the
G flowers on your tomb,
C Blowing through the curtains in
C/D your room.
G C Idiot wind, blowing every time
G you move your teeth,
G C You're an idiot, babe.
D6 It's a wonder that you still know
G C/G G C/G how to breathe. [Verse]
Cm It was gravity which pulled us down
D D/C G and destiny which broke us apart
Cm You tamed the lion in my cage
D D/C But it just wasn't enough to
G G/F# change my heart.
Em Bm Now everything's a little upside down
Am G As a matter of fact the wheels have stopped,
Em Bm What's good is bad, what's bad is good
Am G You'll find out when you reach the top
Bm C6 You're on the bottom.
Cm I noticed at the ceremony, your
D D/C corrupt ways had finally made you
G blind
Cm I can't remember your face anymore,
D D/C your mouth has changed, your eyes
G G/F# don't look into mine.
Em Bm The priest wore black on the seventh day
Am And sat stone-faced while the
G building burned.
Em Bm I waited for you on the running boards,
Am Near the cypress trees, while the
G springtime turned
Bm C6 Slo-o-o-owly to autumn. [Chorus]
G C Idiot wind, blowing like a circle
G around my skull,
C From the Grand Coulee Dam to the
C/D Capitol.
G C Idiot wind, blowing every time
G you move your teeth,
G C You're an idiot, babe.
D It's a wonder that you still know
G C/G G C/G how to breathe. [Verse]
Cm D I can't feel you anymore, I can't
D/C G even touch the books you've read
Cm Every time I crawl past your door,
D I been wishin'
D/C G I'd been somebody else instead.
G/F#
Em Bm Down the highway, down the tracks,
Am G down the road to ecstasy,
Em Bm I followed you beneath the stars,
Am G haunted by your memory
Bm C6 And all your ragin' glory.
Cm I been double-crossed now for the
D D/C very last time and now I'm finally
G free,
Cm I kissed goodbye the howling beast
D D/C On the borderline which separated
G G/F# you from me.
Em Bm You'll never know the hurt I
Am G suffered nor the pain I rise above,
Em Bm And I'll never know the same about
Am G you, your holiness or your kind of love,
Bm C6 And it makes me feel so sorry. [Chorus]
G C Idiot wind, blowing through the
G buttons of our coats,
C Blowing through the letters that
C/D we wrote.
G C Idiot wind, blowing through the
G dust upon our shelves,
G C We're idiots, babe.
D D7 It's a wonder we can even feed
G C/G G C/G ourselves. [Otro] (harp)
| Cm | D D/C | G |
| Cm | D D/C | G G/F# |
| Em Bm | Am G |
| Em Bm | Am G | 2/4 4/4
| Bm | C6 |
| Cm | D D/C | G | (fade out over last bars)
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Composición: Bob Dylan

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