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Its Alright Ma chords

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It's Alright, Ma (I'm only bleeding) -Bob Dylan
Tuned Double Drop D (D,A,D,G,B,D) capo 2nd or 5th fret

chords

D    0-0-0-2-3-0
A    X-0-2-2-2-0
G    5-X-0-0-0-5
D/B  0-2-0-2-3-0
D/A  X-0-0-2-3-0
D/C  0-3-0-2-3-0
D/Bb 0-1-0-0-3-0
F/D  0-0-0-2-1-3
G/D  0-0-0-4-3-5

Riff
   D               F/D G/D   F/D
D|-0---0---0-0-0---3--/5-----3-3---|
B|-3---3---3-3-3---1--/3-----1-1---|
G|-2---2---2-2-2---2--/4-----2-2---|(play twice more)
D|-0---0---0-0-0---0---0-----0-0---|
A|-0---0---0-0-0---0---0-----0-0---|
D|-0---0---0-0-0---0---0-----0-0---|

Verse 1
D/B
Darkness at the break of noon
D/A
Shadows even the silver spoon
D/C
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
D/B
Eclipses both the sun and moon
D/Bb                                                        riff  
To understand you know too soon, there is no sense in trying
 
Verse 2 
D/B
Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
D/A
Suicide remarks are torn
D/C
From the fool's gold mouthpiece the hollow horn
D/Bb
Plays wasted words proves to warn
D/B                                      riff
That he not busy being born is busy dying

Verse 3 
D/B
Temptation's page flies out the door
D/A
You follow, find yourself at war
D/C
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
D/B
You feel to moan but unlike before
D/Bb                                                   riff
You discover that you'd just be one more person crying

Chorus
D                   A
So don't fear if you hear
D                        G
A foreign sound to your ear
D    A G     A    D               riff
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing



Verse 
D/A
As some warn victory, some downfall
D/B
Private reasons great or small
D/C
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
D/B
To make all that should be killed to crawl
D/Bb                                                     riff
While others say don't hate nothing at all, except hatred

Verse 
D/B
Disillusioned words like bullets bark
D/A
As human gods aim for their mark
D/C
Made everything from toy guns that spark
D/B
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
D/Bb                                                                   riff
It's easy to see without looking too far that not much is really sacred

Verse 
D/B
Our preachers preach of evil fates
D/A
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
D/C
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
D/B
Goodness hides behind its gates
D/Bb                                                                           riff
But even the President of the United States Sometimes must have to stand naked

Chorus
D                             A
An' all the rules of the road have been lodged
D                             G
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
D         A G     A    D     
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it

Verse 
D/B
Advertising signs that con you
D/A
Into thinking you're the one
D/C
That can do what's never been done
D/B
That can win what's never been won
D/Bb                                         riff
Meantime life outside goes on all around you

Verse 
D/B
You lose yourself, you reappear
D/A
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
D/C
Alone you stand with nobody near
D/B
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
D/Bb                                                                           riff
Startles your sleeping ears to hear That somebody thinks they really found you

Verse 
D/B
A question in your nerves is lit
D/A
Yet you know there is no answer fit
D/C
To satisfy insure you not to quit
D/B
To keep it in your mind and not forget
D/Bb                                                   riff
That it is not he or she or them or it that you belong to

Chorus
D                    A
Although the masters make the rules
D                        G
For the wise men and the fools
D      A G     A      D
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to

Verse 
D/B
For them that must obey authority
D/A
That they do not respect in any degree
D/C
Who despise their jobs, their destinies
D/B
Speak jealously of them that are free
D/Bb                                                                  riff
Do what they do just to be nothing more than something they invest in

Verse 
D/B
While some on principles baptized
D/A
To strict party platform ties
D/C
Social clubs in drag disguise
D/B
Outsiders they can freely criticize
D/Bb                                                        riff
Tell nothing except who to idolize and say, "God bless him"

Verse 
D/B
While one who sings with his tongue on fire
D/A
Gargles in the rat race choir
D/C
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
D/B
Cares not to come up any higher
D/Bb                                             riff
But rather get you down in the hole that he's in


Chorus
D                  A
But I mean no harm nor put fault
D                  G
On anyone that lives in a vault
D         A G     A              D
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him

Verse 
D/B
Old lady judges watch people in pairs
D/A
Limited in sex, they dare
D/C
To push fake morals, insult and stare
D/B
While money doesn't talk, it swears
D/Bb                                                 riff
Obscenity, who really cares propaganda, all is phony

Verse 
D/B
While them that defend what they cannot see
D/A
With a killer's pride, security
D/C
It blows the minds most bitterly
D/B
For them that think death's honesty
D/Bb                                                           riff
Won't fall upon them naturally, life sometimes must get lonely

Verse 
D/B
My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
D/A
False goals, I scuff at pettiness which plays so rough
D/C
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
D/B
Kick my legs to crash it off
D/Bb                                                      riff
Say, "Okay, I have had enough, what else can you show me?"

Chorus
D                        A         
And if my thought dreams could be seen
D                                 G
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
D          A G     A       D
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only

            
            
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