– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
percys song – bob dylan
tabbed by : xthething
x – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
capo on 2nd
C F C
bad news , bad news come to me where i sleep ,
G G6 G7 G G6 G7
turn , turn , turn again .
C F
sayin’ one of your friends is in trouble deep ,
Dm F G G6 G7 G G6 G7
turn , turn to the rain and the wind .
tell me the trouble , tell once to my ear .
joliet prison and ninety – nine years .
oh what’s the charge of how this came to be?
manslaughter in the highest of degree .
i sat down and wrote the best words i could write ,
explaining to the judge i’d be there on wednesday night .
without a reply , i left by the moon ,
and was in his chambers by the next afternoon .
“could ya tell me the facts?” i said without fear ,
“that a friend of mine would get ninety – nine years . ”
a crash on the highway flew the car to a field .
there was four persons killed and he was at the wheel .
but i knew him as good as i’m knowin’ myself ,
and he wouldn’t harm a life that belonged to someone else .
the judge spoke out of the side of his mouth ,
sayin’ , “the witness who saw , he left little doubt , ”
that may be true , he’s got a sentence to serve ,
but ninety – nine years , he just don’t deserve .
too late , too late , for his case it is sealed .
his sentence is passed and it cannot be repealed .
but he ain’t no criminal and his crime it is none .
what happened to him could happen to anyone .
and at that the judge jerked forward and his face it did freeze ,
sayin’ , “could you kindly leave my office now , please , ”
well his eyes looked funny and i stood up so slow ,
with no other choice except for to go .
i walked down the hallway and i heard his door slam ,
i walked down the courthouse stairs and i did not understand .
and i played my guitar through the night to the day ,
turn , turn , turn again .
and the only tune my guitar could play
was , “oh the cruel rain and the wind . ”
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
percys song – bob dylan
tabbed by : xthething
x – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
capo on 2nd
C F C
bad news , bad news come to me where i sleep ,
G G6 G7 G G6 G7
turn , turn , turn again .
C F
sayin’ one of your friends is in trouble deep ,
Dm F G G6 G7 G G6 G7
turn , turn to the rain and the wind .
tell me the trouble , tell once to my ear .
joliet prison and ninety – nine years .
oh what’s the charge of how this came to be?
manslaughter in the highest of degree .
i sat down and wrote the best words i could write ,
explaining to the judge i’d be there on wednesday night .
without a reply , i left by the moon ,
and was in his chambers by the next afternoon .
“could ya tell me the facts?” i said without fear ,
“that a friend of mine would get ninety – nine years . ”
a crash on the highway flew the car to a field .
there was four persons killed and he was at the wheel .
but i knew him as good as i’m knowin’ myself ,
and he wouldn’t harm a life that belonged to someone else .
the judge spoke out of the side of his mouth ,
sayin’ , “the witness who saw , he left little doubt , ”
that may be true , he’s got a sentence to serve ,
but ninety – nine years , he just don’t deserve .
too late , too late , for his case it is sealed .
his sentence is passed and it cannot be repealed .
but he ain’t no criminal and his crime it is none .
what happened to him could happen to anyone .
and at that the judge jerked forward and his face it did freeze ,
sayin’ , “could you kindly leave my office now , please , ”
well his eyes looked funny and i stood up so slow ,
with no other choice except for to go .
i walked down the hallway and i heard his door slam ,
i walked down the courthouse stairs and i did not understand .
and i played my guitar through the night to the day ,
turn , turn , turn again .
and the only tune my guitar could play
was , “oh the cruel rain and the wind . ”
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