Bob Dylan - Up To Me

up to me – bob dylan

using D tuning for less tension on strings and neck instead of E tuning
D tuning capo on 2 nd fret listen to the record for phrasing

chords : E 054000 B 000340 A 000120 B type ( 2 ) 777777

E type ( 2 ) 000000

E B A A E type 2
everything went from bad to worse , money never changed a thing ,
E B A A E type 2
death kept followin’ , trackin’ us down , at least i heard your bluebird sing .
B type 2 E E B A E type 2
now somebody’s got to show their hand , time is an enemy ,
E B A E B type 2 E A
i know you’re long gone , i guess it must be up to me .

E B A A E type 2
if i’d thought about it i never would’ve done it , i guess i would’ve let it slide ,
E B A A E type 2
if i’d lived my life by what others were thinkin’ , the heart inside me would’ve died .
B type 2 E E B A E type 2
i was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity ,
E B A E B type 2 E A
someone had to reach for the risin’ star , i guess it was up to me .

E B A A E type 2
oh , the union central is pullin’ out and the orchids are in bloom ,
E B A A E type 2
i’ve only got me one good shirt left and it smells of stale perfume .
B type 2 E E B A E type 2
in fourteen months i’ve only smiled once and i didn’t do it consciously ,
E B A E B type 2 E A 2x
somebody’s got to find your trail , i guess it must be up to me .

E B type 2 E A

E B A A E type 2
it was like a revelation when you betrayed me with your touch ,
E B A A E type 2
i’d just about convinced myself that nothin’ had changed that much
B type 2 E E B A E type 2
the old rounder in the iron mask slipped me the master key ,
E B A E B type 2 E A
somebody had to unlock your heart , he said it was up to me .

E B A A E type 2
well , i watched you slowly disappear down into the officers’ club ,
E B A A E type 2
i would’ve followed you in the door but i didn’t have a ticket stub .
B type 2 E E B A E type 2
so i waited all night ’til the break of day , hopin’ one of us could get free ,
E B A E B type 2 E A
when the dawn came over the river bridge , i knew it was up to me .

E B A A E type 2
oh , the only decent thing i did when i worked as a postal clerk
E B A A E type 2
was to haul your picture down off the wall near the cage where i used to work .
B type 2 E E B A E type 2
was i a fool or not to try to protect your identity?
E B A E B type 2 E A
you looked a little burned out , my friend , i thought it might be up to me .

E B type 2 E A

E B A A E type 2
well , i met somebody face to face and i had to remove my hat ,
E B A A E type 2
she’s everything i need and love but i can’t be swayed by that .
B type 2 E E B A E type 2
it frightens me , the awful truth of how sweet life can be ,
E B A E B type 2 E A
but she ain’t A – gonna make me move , i guess it must be up to me .

E B type 2 E A

E B A A E type 2
we heard the sermon on the mount and i knew it was too complex ,
E B A A E type 2
it didn’t amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects .
B type 2 E E B A E type 2
when you bite off more than you can chew you pay the penalty ,
E B A E B type 2 E A
somebody’s got to tell the tale , i guess it must be up to me .

E B A A E type 2
well , dupree came in pimpin’ tonight to the thunderbird cafe ,
E B A A E type 2
crystal wanted to talk to him , i had to look the other way .
B type 2 E E B A E type 2
well , i just can’t rest without you , love , i need your company ,
E B A E B type 2 E A
but you ain’t A – gonna cross the line , i guess it must be up to me .

E B A A E type 2
there’s a note left in the bottle , you can give it to estelle ,
E B A A E type 2
she’s the one you been wond’rin’ about , but there’s really nothin’ much to tell .
B type 2 E E B A E type 2
we both heard voices for a while , now the rest is history ,
E B A E B type 2 E A
somebody’s got to cry some tears , i guess it must be up to me .

E B A A E type 2
so go on , boys , and play your hands , life is a pantomime ,
E B A A E type 2
the ringleaders from the county seat say you don’t have all that much time .
B type 2 E E B A E type 2
and the girl with me behind the shades , she ain’t my property ,
E B A E B type 2 E A
one of us has got to hit the road , i guess it must be up to me .

E B A A E type 2
and if we never meet again , baby , remember me ,
E B A A E type 2
how my lone guitar played sweet for you that old – time melody .
B type 2 E E B A E type 2
and the harmonica around my neck , i blew it for you , free ,
E B A E B type 2 E A
no one else could play that tune , you know it was up to me .

outro :

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