Huck's Tune chords by
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan

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Key: Db major
Verse 1
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Well
I wandered alone,
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Through a desert of stone,
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And I dreamed of my future wife.
My sword's in my hand,
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And I'm next in command,
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In this version of Death
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called Life.
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My plate and my cup,
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Are right straight up,
I took a rose from the hand
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of a child.
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When I kiss your lips,
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The honey drips,
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I'm gonna have to put you
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down for a while.
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Verse 2
Every day we meet,
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On any old street,
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And you're in your girlish prime.
The short and the tall,
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Are com ing to the ball,
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I go there all the time.
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Behind every tree,
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There's something to see,
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The river is wider than a mile.
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I tried you twice,
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You can 't be nice,
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I'm gonna have to put you
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down for a while.
Verse 3
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Here come the nurse,
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With money in her purse,
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Here come the ladies and men.
You push it all in,
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And you've no chance to win,
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You play 'em on down to the end.
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I'm laying in the sand,
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Getting a sunshine tan,
Moving along,
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riding in style.
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From my toes to my head,
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You knock me dead,
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I'm gonna have to put you down for a while.
Verse 4
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I count the years,
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And I shed no tears,
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I'm blinded to what might
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have been.
Nature's voice,
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Makes my heart rejoice,
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Play me the wild song of the wind.
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I found hopeless love,
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In the room above,
When the sun and the weather
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were riled.
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You're as fine as wine,
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I ain't handing you no line,
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I'm gonna have to put you down
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for a while.
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Verse 5
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All the merry little elves,
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Can go hang themselves,
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My faith is as cold as can be.
I'm stacked high to the roof,
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And I'm not without proof,
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If you don't believe me, come see.
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You think I'm blue,
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I think so, too,
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In my words you'll find no guile.
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The game's gotten old,
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The deck's gone cold,
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And I'm gonna have to put
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you down for a while.
Verse 6
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The game's gotten old,
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The deck's gone cold,
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And I'm gonna have to
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put you down for a while.

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