Bob Dylan - Changing Of The Guards Guitar Chords

Bob Dylan

album rock, classic rock, folk, folk rock

Song versions: 1 2 3 4
Chords: G, D, Em, Am7, C, Bm
[Verse]
G   D     Em
Sixteen years,
Am7 C   G         D             Em
Sixteen banners united over the field
           C               D
Where the good shepherd grieves.
           Em   Am7 C    G       D
Desperate men, desperate women divided,
                Em               C   D    G
Spreading their wings 'neath the falling leaves.

[Verse]
G   D      Em
Fortune calls.
Am7 C     G               D                     Em
I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace,
                C                   D                       Em
Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down.
Am7    C       G               D                     Em
She's smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born,
                C    D        G
On midsummer's eve, near the tower.

[Verse]
    G    D       Em
The cold-blooded moon.
     Am7 C   G                  D
The captain waits above the celebration
             Em           Am7 C    D
Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid
            Em   Am7 C G           D
Whose ebony face is beyond communication.
                Em               Bm              C        D    G
The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid.

[Verse]
      G     D   Em
They shaved her head.
Am7  C  G                        D
She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo.
               Em           C      D
A messenger arrived with a black nightingale.
                    Em   Am7 C  G                 D
I seen her on the stairs and I couldn't help but follow,
            Em             Bm                 C      D       G
Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted up her veil.

[Verse]
G   D            Em
I stumbled to my feet.
   Am7        G                 D
I rode past destruction in the ditches
               Em       Bm               C              D
With the stitches still mending 'neath a heart-shaped tattoo.
          Em    Am7 C G                D
Renegade priests and treacherous young witches
      Em              Bm           C    D       G
Were handing out the flowers that I'd given to you.

[Verse]
 G   D        Em
The palace of mirrors
Am7    C    G                D
Where dog soldiers are reflected,
            Em           C          D
The endless road and the wailing of chimes,
          Em     Am7   C   G            D
The empty rooms where her memory is protected,
           Em              Bm           C         D        G
Where the angels' voices whisper to the souls of previous times.

[Verse]
    G     D   Em
She wakes him up
Am7    C           G                 D
Forty-eight hours later, the sun is breaking
             Em               C                  D
Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks.
                 Em   Am7   C       G                D
She's begging to know what measures he now will be taking.
                  Em               Bm                C    D     G
He's pulling her down and she's clutching on to his long golden locks.

[Verse]
G     D        Em
Gentlemen, he said,
Am7 C    G               D                        Em
I don't need your organization, I've shined your shoes,
                 C                         D
I've moved your mountains and marked your cards
             Em      Am7 C    G                     D
But Eden is burning, either brace yourself for elimination
             Em                    Bm              C       D        G
Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards.

[Verse]
G      D    Em
Peace will come
Am7  C    G            D                       Em
With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of fire
          C             D                        Em
But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall
Am7 C  G              D               Em             Bm
A n d cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating
             C           D         G
Between the King and the Queen of Swords.

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