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Early Roman Kings chords by Bob Dylan

  • G

  • Em

  • C

  • Bb

  • F

Intro 1
G
Verse 1
G
All the early Roman kings
In their sharkskin suits
Bow ties and buttons
Em
C
High top boots
G
Drivin' the spikes in
Blazin' the rails
Nailed in their coffins
C
In top hats and tails

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Verse 2
C
Bb
C
Fly away, little bird
G
Fly away, flap your wings
Em
G
Fly by night
Interlude 1
Like the early Roman kings
G
Verse 3
Em
C
G
All the early Roman kings
In the early, early morn'
Coming down the mountain
Em
G
C
Distributing the corn
G
Speeding through the forest
Racing down the track
You try to get away
They drag you back
C
Verse 4
Tomorrow is Friday
G
We'll see what it brings
Everybody's talking
C
G
'Bout the early Roman kings
Interlude 2
G
Verse 5
G
They're peddlers and they're meddlers
They buy and they sell
They destroyed your city
Em
G
C
They'll destroy you as well
G
C
They're lecherous and treacherous
G
Hell-bent for for leather
C
Each of 'em bigger
G
Than all men put together
C
Verse 6
Sluggers and muggers
G
Wearing fancy gold rings
Em
G
All the women goin' crazy
Interlude 3
For the early Roman kings
G
Verse 7
G
I can dress up your wounds
With a blood-clotted rag
rag
I ain't afraid to make love
Em
G
C
To a bitch or a hag
G
If you see me comin'
And you're standing there
Wave your handkerchief
In the air
C
Verse 8
I ain't dead yet
G
My bell still rings
Em
G
I keep my fingers crossed
Em
C
G
Like them early Roman kings
Interlude 4
C
G
C
Verse 9
G
C
I can strip you of life
G
Strip you of breath
Ship you down
Em
C
To the house of death
G
C
One day
G
You will ask for me
There'll be no one else
That you'll wanna see
C
Verse 10
Bring down my fiddle
Tune up my strings
G
C
G
I'm gonna break it wide open
C
G
Like the early Roman kings
Interlude 5
C
G
Verse 11
G
C
I was up on black mountain
G
The day Detroit fell
They killed 'em all off
C
And they sent 'em to hell
G
C
G
C
G
Ding dong daddy
C
You're coming up short
G
Gonna put you on trial
In a Sicilian court
C
Verse 12
Bb
C
I've had my fun
G
I've had my flings
C
Gonna shake 'em all down
G
F
Like the early Roman kings
Outro 1
C
G
C
G
C
G
C
G
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