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sabato 31 dicembre 2011

The Basement tapes

Baby, Won't You Be My Baby?

Presumably written by Bob Dylan
Recoreded by Bob Dylan and the Band in the Basement, summer 1967
Tabbed and transcribed by Eyolf Østrem
Chord suggestions:
Bb      688766
F(7)    x8786x
Eb(7)   x6564x
Or any other three-chord chords.

        Bb
Well, I looked as far as I could see, baby
                                F
I looked as far as I could see, baby
        Bb
Well, I looked as far as I could see,
Eb
All mankind in misery,
Bb    F               Bb
Baby, won't you be my baby?
Well, I looked east, I looked west, baby
I looked east, I looked west, baby
Well, I looked east, I looked west
There was nothing I could see that I liked the best
Baby, won't you be my baby?
[Go down the land], drop your heavy load, baby
Go down the land, drop your load, baby
Go down the land, drop your load,
Just don't look back, it's a dead end road
Baby, won't you be my baby?
Now east and west the fire will rise, baby
east and west the fire will rise, baby
east and west the fire will rise
Shut your mouth, close your eyes,
Baby, won't you be my baby?
Oh, [I been off] savin' your time, baby
I ain't tryin' to mess, I'll just save your time, baby
I ain't tryin' to mess, just save your time,
but it's your life, it's not mine
Baby, won't you be my baby?

 

Bonnie Ship the Diamond

Trad.
Played by Bob Dylan and the Band in the Basement of 1967
Lyrics modified from It's not a house it's a home page. Chords tabbed by Eyolf Østrem
On my copy it plays in Bbm, thus a capo on the 1st fret.
The chords in the first verse aren't quite like in the rest of the verses, which follow the simpler pattern of the second verse.

[introductory search for chords omitted for brevity]
Am

          Am     C/g        D/f#
Well, the bonnie ship was a good old ship
          Am                      E
She was a-fishin' on a [leading chain]
    Am     /c            C/g
And me an' John oh was a long catch[-on?]
           D/f#        F   E     Am
It was the last of the ones I've seen
        Am          G       Am
So with sword and a rope in bay
                            E
Feel all that your heart be sailed
          Am     C/g      D/f#
When that bonnie ship the Diamond goes
Am      Em      Am
fishin' for the whales.
         Am                  D
Well, we feud all night, the cabin gauge,
         Am                E
It was a-more than feelin' bad
         Am                  D
And with all kind friends we watched in fear
         Am             Em   Am
It was a naught time we ever had.
        Am   D     Am
So it's rise up my lads
                      E
Let your hearts never fail
          Am     C/g      D/f#
When that bonnie ship the Diamond goes
F       E       Am
fishin' for the whales.
 
An' all day long at Vera Cruz
We sailed [all the likes] to bind
With no heavy moan, any hearts [of stone]
No aid was cried [tried?] for mine.
So it's cheer up my boys
Let your hearts never fail
When that bonnie ship the Diamond
Goes fishin' for the whales.
 
Well, now along Cape Fate, 'twas lit in red
All along cape Horn
And from Vera Cruz we sailed ahead
It was all in the time of storm.
So, it's cheer on up my boys
Let your hearts never fail
When that bonnie ship the Diamond
Goes fishin' for the whales. 
 

Young But Daily Growin'

Traditional
As performed by Bob Dylan during The Basement Tapes sessions, and in the Carnegie Chapter Hall, Nov 4, 1961
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem

Basement Tapes version

[...]

But he's young and he's daily growin'
G                      D           G           C   G   C/g G
Daughter, dearest daughter, I have done you no wrong
                    Em           G             D
I've wed you to non other than a wealthy man's son
    G            C      G         Em           C   G  C/g G
And he will be a man to you when I am dead and gone
     G              D     G        C/g G
He's young but he's daily growin'
 
Ah, one day as I was walking all alone down by the schoolwall
I saw the boys, they were playing at the ball
And my own true love was the fairest of them all
He was young, but he was daily growin'.
 
At the age of sixteen years he was a married man
at the age of seventeen he was the father of a son
At the age of eighteen years, 'round his grave the grass grew long
Cruel death had put an end to his growin'
 
Oh, the springtime is leavin' now, and summer's comin' on
With ornaments and fans the ladies all pass on
Oh yes, once I had a true love, but now I have none.
But I'll watch his bonnie son, while he's growin.

Try Me

Written by Bob Dylan
Recorded by Bob Dylan and The Band in the Basement, Summer 1967
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem
I warn you: after the two first lines, the lyrics don't make any sense at all. The only reason I've bothered tabbing this, is that the tune is interesting.
Capo 3rd (or 2nd) fret

F
. . .
    Am
Try me
    C
Try me, little girl,
         G           C
We could raise a family
          C
Well they treat you like a dummy,

well they treat you like a slave

Nothin' bout what you said, it's all

what you gave
    F
Try me
    Am
Try me
    C
Try me, little girl,
         G           C
We could raise a family
           C
Well, they treat so low
        F                     C
[at the time I'll ring out of way]
C         Dm        Em            F         G
[Oh, nika tho nika, three's gotta you gonna way]
              C
Oh, well it's three in the morning,

I get no room

Based on cell she is sittin' on room
    F
Try me
    Am
Try me
    C
Try me, little girl,
         G           C
We gonna raise a family

I Don't Hurt Anymore

Written by Don Robertson and Jack Rollins
Recorded by Bob Dylan and the Band in the Basement, Summer of 1967
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem
Capo 5th fret (sounding key C major)
The rhythm of the intro figure recurs here and there in the song, in the chords between the verse lines.

Intro:
  G           C/g           G
  :     .     .     .       :     .     .     .
|-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---0-2-2-2-2---2-|-0-------------------
|-2-----2---2-------------|-2-------------------
|-3-----3---3-3-3-3-3---3-|-3-------------------
                                  I don't hurt . . .
[n.c.]          C
I don't hurt anymore
                     G     C/g G
All my teardrops are dry.
                    D
No more walking the floor
                    G     C/g G7
With that burning inside.

[n.c.]                 C
Just to think it could be
                    G    C/g G
Time has opened the door
                 D
And at last I am free.
[n.c.]          G     C  G
I don't hurt anymore.
   C
No use to deny I wanted to die
                              G       C/g G
The day that you said we were through.
    A7
But now that I'm fine, you're out of my mind,
D7 [n.c.]
I can't believe that it's true.
I forgot it somehow
That I cared so before
And it's wonderful now.
I don't hurt anymore. 
 
 

 

A Fool Such As I

Bill Trader

Basement Tapes version

Capo 3rd fret (sounding key Eb major)
C

       C         E            F               C
Pardon me if I'm sentimental, when we say goodbye
         C                       G
Don't be angry with me, should I cry
            C              E              F                 C
When you're gone, yet I'll dream a little dream as years go by
        C               G            C   Csus4 C  C7
Now an' then, there's a fool such as I
        F                           C
Now an' then there's a fool such as I am over you
    D7
You taught me how to love an' now
    G7(sus4)
you say that we are through
       C           E                F             C
I am a fool, but I love you dear, until the day I die
        C              G            C     Csus4 C
Now an' then there's a fool such as I
[Half spoken:]
Pardon me if I'm sentimental when we say goodbye
Don't be angry with me If I should cry
When you're gone I'll dream a little dream as years go by
But you know, now an' then, there's a fool such as I.
Now an' then there's a fool such as I am over you
You taught me how to love an' now
you say that we are through
I am a fool, but I love you dear, until the day I die
Now an' then there's a fool such as I.
C Csus4 C C6

One Man's Loss

Written by Bob Dylan, I guess
Performed by Bob Dylan and the Band in the Basement, summer 1967
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem
Too bad the sound is so bad on this, because it's a text with potential. The bracketed passages are just representations of the sounds I seem to hear, with no claim for meaning or authority.
I'd suggest a capo on the 5th fret (sounding key D major), with the following figure going through the whole song:
  A       A6        A       D/a
|-----------------|-----------------|
|-----------------|---------3---3---|
|-2---2---2---2---|-2---2---2---2---|
|-2---2---4---4---|-2---2---4---4---|
|-0---0---0---0---|-0---0---0---0---|
|-----------------|-----------------|

[first verse inaudible]

A
[Let's take a cherry], I can't make it no more

Can't stop, she's breaking all time on the floor

Better come down easy or don't come down at all

You don't try and to please me, somebody's gonna fall
D                                      A
One man's loss always is another man's gain
     E             D                       A
Yes, one man's joy always is another man's pain
 
Eight o'clock in the morning, [better] step aside
[let me be to your] warning, you better go by
Three times a loser, number 45
better not lose her, best stayed alive
One man's loss always is another man's gain
Yes, one man's joy always is another man's pain
 
Wish I'd have found me [...] at the wall
One look at the watch, you better [lord at all]
You can't stop it or wait it [...] at night
Too hard to keep you waiting, calls me aside
One man's loss always is another man's gain
Yes, one man's joy always is another man's pain
Rock Salt and Nails
Words and music Bruce (“U. Utah”) Phillips (thanks to Jonmark Pierce for notifying me)
Played by Bob Dylan during The Basement Tapes sessions, summer 1967
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem

G

                    G    C/g G                              C/g G
On the banks of the river       where the willows hang down
                       Em                        G      C/g G
And the wild birds all warble with a low moaning sound
            Em                          G        C/g G
Down in the hollow where the water runs cold
                     C                    /b   /a  G     C/g G
It was there I first listened to the lies that you told

Now I lie on my bed and I see your sweet face
The past I remember time cannot erase
The letter you wrote me it was written in shame
And I know that your conscience still echoe's my name

Now the nights are so long, ah, sorrow runs deep
Nothing is worse than a night without sleep
I'll walk out alone and look at the sky
Too empty to sing, too lonesome to cry

Now, if the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies wore thrushes
I'd lie there for hours in the chilly cold marshes
If the ladies were squirrel's with them high bushy tails
I'd fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails

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