Byrds - Chimes of freedom
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Date: Fri, 29 Nov 1996 11:40:22 EST-10
From: MENDE JOVESKI <JOVESKI@bunyip.ph.rmit.edu.au>
Subject: Chords: Chimes of freedom - The Byrds
I heard this version on this "The best of Tour of Duty" CD that I
found at my local library, fell in love it, work out the music and
lyrics (hope it's right), and decided to post it here. Great lyrics.
(what do expect anyway if it's written by Dylan!)
Here comes:
Chimes of Freedom - The Byrds (B. Dylan)
(Not sure of the exact album, but it
should be on their compilations like the box set ect).
Arr. Mende Joveski
Chords Used:
Am x02210
C x32010
C/B x22010
C9 x32033
D xx0232
Dsus4 xx0233
G 320033
intro: G C C/B D Dsus4 C D G
GFar between sundownC9s finish
And midnGights broken tC9oll
We ducGked inside the doorway - thC9under crashing D C
GAs majestic bellsC9 of bolts
Struck shadGows in the sC9ounds
GSeeming to be thC9e chimes Dof freedom flGashing
CHORUS:
DFlashing for the warriors
Whose strengGth is not to fiC9ght G
DFlashing for the refugeGes
On the unarmAmed road of flight D
And for each Gand every underdog C9
GSoldier in the nighC9t
And we gazed Gupon the chimes of freedC9om flashing D G
2nd verse:
Even though the clouds white curtain, in the far off corner flashed
And the hynotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
Chorus:
Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless seeking trail
For the lonesome hearted lovers with too personal a tale
And for each unharmful gentle soul, misplaced inside a jail
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Dee dee dee dee dee (ect)
3rd verse:
Starry eyed and laughing, as I recall when we were caught
Can't find no track of ours for they hang suspended
And we listened one last time, and we watched with one last look
Spellbound and swallowed until the tolling ended
Chorus:
Tolling for the aching ones, whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused accused misused strung out ones and worse
And for each and every hung up person in the whole wide universe
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Dee dee dee dee dee-da (ect)
It sounds right to me but if you have any suggestions or insults, I
await them all.
Mende Joveski: joveski@bunyip.ph.rmit.edu.au