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Changing Of The Guards

by Bob Dylan
Chords
4.6 (9)
advanced Tuning: E A D G B E
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Capo on the first fret
Sixt
een ye
ars,
Sixteen
banners united
over the field
Where the good
shepherd grieves.
Desperate men, de
spera
te women di
vided,
Spreading their wings 'n
eath the falling leave
s.
Fort
une cal
ls.
I stepped fo
rth from the shadows
, to the marketplace,
Merchants and thieves,
hungry for power, my last de
al gone down.
She's smelling swe
et like the meadow
s where she was born,
On midsummer's eve, near th
e towe
r.
The cold-bloo
ded moon.
The cap
tain wait
s above the celebration
Sending his though
ts to a beloved mai
d
Whose ebony face is
beyon
d co
mmunication.
The captain is down bu
t still believing that his love will be repaid
.
They sh
aved her he
ad.
She was torn
between Jupiter
and Apollo.
A messenger arrived w
ith a black nightin
gale.
I seen her on the stairs an
d I coul
dn't
help but follow,
Follow her down
past the fountain where they lifted her veil.
I stumbled to
my feet.
I r
ode past destr
uction in the ditches
With the stitch
es still mending 'neath a heart-shaped ta
ttoo.
Renegade priest
s and tre
ache
rous young witches
Were handi
ng out the flowers that I'd given to you.
The pal
ace of mir
ror
s
Where dog so
ldiers are reflec
ted,
The endless road a
nd the wailing o
f chimes,
The empty rooms
where her
memory is
protected,
Where the angels
' voices whisper to the souls of previous
times.
She wa
kes him u
p
Forty-eigh
t hours later,
the sun is breaking
Near broken chains, m
ountain laurel and rol
ling rocks.
She's begging to know what
measure
s he
now will be taking.
He's pulling her down and
she's clutching on to his long golden locks.
Gentleme
n, he said,
I don't n
eed your organizati
on, I've shined your shoes,
I've moved your mountain
s and marked your cards
But Eden is burnin
g, either brace yours
elf for elimina
tion
Or else your hearts
must have the courage for the changing of the guard
s.
Peace wi
ll co
me
With tranquil
ity and splen
dor on the wheels of fire
But will bring us
no reward wh
en her false idols fall
And
cruel death surr
enders with its pale ghost
retreating
Between the King an
d the Queen of Sw
ords.
Repeat all verse chords to fade.
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