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Written by Bob Dylan. This is legend, 'Boss' Bruce Springsteen's version. F G F F Well, far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll F F G F We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin' G F F As majestic bells of boats struck shadows in the sun; F G riff F Sayin', it may be the chimes of freedom flashin'
GFlashin' for the warriors whose Fstrength is not to fight; FFlasFhin' for the refDmugees on their uGnarmed road of flight. F G F F
And for each and every underdog soldier in the night F F G F GC G F We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
Well, in the cGity's melted fFurnace unexFpectedly we watched F G riff F G
With faces hidden here while the walls were tightenin' F G F F As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowing rain; F G riff F Dissolved into the wild bales of lightnin' G F Yeah, tollin' for the rebel, yeah, tollin' for the raked F F Dm G Tollin' for the luckless, the abandoned and forsaked. F G F F Yeah, tollin' for the outcasts burnin' constantly at stakes
FAnd we gazed upFon the chiGmes of fFreedom flashin' F
Oh yeah! (instrumental solo)
GAnd then throuFgh a cloud-Flike curtain in a far off corner flashed F G riff F G
There's a hypnotic, splattered mist was slowly liftin' F G F F Well, electric light still struck like arrows F G riff F Fired but for the ones condemned to drift or else be kept from driftin'
GWell, tollin' for the searching ones on this speechless, Fsecret trail F F Dm G
For the lonesome haunted lovers with too personal a tale. F G F F And for each young heart for each channeled soul misplaced inside a jail F F G F riff F Yeah, we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' G F F Well, starry eyed and laughin' I recall when we were caught, F G riff F G Trapped by an old track of vows for the hands suspended F F Dm G As we listened one last time, and we watched with one last look F G F F Spellbound and swallowed "Has the tollin' ended?" G F Yeah, tollin' for the achin' ones whose wounds cannot be nursed F G F F For the countless, confused, accused, misused strung out ones at worst. F F G F riff F And for every hung out person in the whole wide universe We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' Uh uh uh... (to end) Enjoy!