Ballad In Plain D Cifras para ukulele

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                  Ballad in Plain D – Bob Dylan
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Written by: Bob Dylan
From: “Another Side of Bob Dylan” (1964)
 
Tabbed by: maguri
Tuning: soprano C
 
Dylan still seems to be working out the chord structure as he's going
along (notice the many irregularities here and there).
 
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CHORDS
         g-C-E-A
A6       2-1-2-0
A7       0-1-0-0
 
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[Verse 1]
     2/4
| A | A7 | D            Bm        D           | D | % | % | % |
      I    once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze
         D              Bm            C            | G | % |
With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn
  D           Bm          D         | D | % |
I courted her proudly but now she is gone
D           A6           A7 | D | % | % | A |
Gone as the season she’s ta-  ken
 
 
[Verse 2]
A7   D              Bm       D         | D | % |
In a young summer’s youth, I stole her away
         D          Bm             C             | G | % | % |
From her mother and sister, though close did they stay
     D           Bm                 D               | D | % |
Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day
     D                     A             A7  | D | % | % |  A | A6 | A7 |
With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us
 
 
[Verse 3]
| A7 |  D          Bm       D           | D | % | D   |
O - o - of the two sisters, I loved the young
     Bm                   D              A7   | G | % |
With sensitive instincts, she was the creative  one
    D        Bm                     D      | D | % |
The constant sc(r?)apegoat, she was easily undone
       D           A       A7   | D | % | A |
By the jealousy of others around  her
 
 
[Verse 4]
| A | A7 |  D        Bm        D        | D | % |
  For   her parasite sister, I had no respect
D            Bm           A7         | G | % |
Bound by her boredom, her pride to protect
D         Bm             D            (G)| D | % |
Countless visions of the other she’d reflect
     D              A                A7 | D | % | % | A | A6 |
As a crutch for her scenes and her socie- ty
 
 
[Verse 5]
 2/4
| A7 | D              Bm       D          | D | % |
  My-  self, for what I did, I cannot be excused
    D             Bm                  D       | G | % | % |
The changes I was going through can’t even be used
        D           Bm          D           | D | % |
For the lies that I told her in hopes not to lose
    D              A           A7   | D | % | D | A |
The could-be dream-lover of my life- time
 
 
[Verse 5]
| A7 |  D     Bm             D    G           | D | % |
  With unseen consciousness, I possessed in my grip
  D           Bm                      C            | G  | % |
A magnificent mantelpiece, though its heart being chipped
                             (bum note:x-0-3-3-3-x)
D        Bm           D       | D | % |
Noticing not that I’d already slipped
     D             A7          | D | % | % |  A |
To a sin of love’s false securi- ty
 
 
[Verse 6]
| A7 |  D           Bm       G           | D | % |
  From  silhouetted anger to manufactured peace
D          Bm         C         | G  | % |
Answers of emptiness, voice vacancies
         D             Bm          D                 | D | D   |
Till the tombstones of damage read no questions but, “Please
       D                 A7            | D | % | A | % | A7 | % |
What’s wrong and what’s exactly the mat-ter?”
 
 
[Verse 7]
    D         Bm             D                 | D | % |
And so it did happen like it could have been foreseen
    D          Bm         C        | G  | % |
The timeless explosion of fantasy’s dream
       D           Bm         D           | D | % |
At the peak of the night, the king and the queen
D           A7           | D | % | % | A | A6 | A7 |
Tumbled all down into pie-ces
 
 
[Verse 8]
| A7 | D      Bm           G         | D | % |
  “The tragic figure!” her sister did shout
 D          Bm        C            | G  | % |
“Leave her alone, God damn you, get out!”
    D       Bm     D       | D | % |
And I in my armor, turning about
    D                  A7               | D | % | A | A6 | A7 |
And nailing her in the ruins of her pettiness
 
 
[Verse 9]
| A7 | D            Bm            D          | D | % |
   Be- neath a bare lightbulb the plaster did pound
    D          Bm     C               | G  | % |
Her sister and I in a screaming battleground
    D        Bm         D         | D | % |
And she in between, the victim of sound
     D              A            A7 | D | % | % | A | A6 | A7 |
Soon shattered as a child to the sha- dows
 
 
[Verse 10]
| A7 |   D            Bm      Bm           | D | % |
  All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight
  D         Bm                   C          | G  | % |
I gagged in contradiction, tears blinding my sight
   D           Bm             D       | D | % |
My mind it was mangled, I ran into the night
        D             A       A7  | D | % | A | A6 | A7 |
Leaving all of love’s ashes behind  me
 
 
[Verse 11]
| A7 | D              Bm          G         | D | % |
  The  wind knocks my window, the room it is wet
    D                Bm       C           | G  | % |
The words to say I’m sorry, I haven’t found yet
  D            Bm                G        | D | % |
I think of her often and hope whoever she’s met
        D      A7                     | D | % | A | % |
Will be fully aware of how precious she is
 
 
[Solo]
| D | Bm | G | D | % |
| D | Bm | C | G | % |
| D | Bm | A7 | G | D | % |
| D | A7 | % | D | A | % |
 
 
[Verse 12]
 2/4
| A7 |   D                Bm           D       | D | % |
  Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me
     D         Bm           G         | G  | G/D |
“How good, how good does it feel to be free?”
      D      Bm          D      | D | % |
And I answer them most mysteriously         2/4
     D                   A            | A7 | % | D | % |
“Are birds free from the chains of the sky-      way?”
 
 
[Coda]
| Bm | D | G | % | D | % | A7 | D
                  (timing is fuzzy in the last few bars)
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