Jokerman

Jokerman
Bob Dylan
Tom: Bb Capotraste na 1ª casa

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Standin' on the water casting your bread
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While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
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Distant ships sailin' into the mist
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You were born with a snake in both of your fists
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While a hurricane was blowing
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Freedom, just around the corner for you
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But with truth so far off, what good would it do?

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Jokerman dance to the nightingale's tune
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Bird fly high by the light of the moon
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Oh, oh, oh      Jokerman

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So swiftly the sun sets in the sky
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You rise up and say goodbye to no one
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Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
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Both of their futures so full of dread
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You don't show one


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Shedding off one more layer of skin
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Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within

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Jokerman dance to the nightingale's tune
 A        E/G#         F#m         D
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
 A/C#   D     E       A
Oh, oh, oh      Jokerman

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You're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds
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Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister
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You go to Sodom and Gomorrah, but what do you care?
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Ain't nobody there
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Would want to marry your sister
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A friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame
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You look into the fiery furnace - see the rich man without any name

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Jokerman dance to the nightingale's tune
 A        E/G#         F#m          D
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
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Oh, oh, oh      Jokerman

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Well the book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy

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The law of the jungle and the sea, are your only teachers
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In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed
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Michelangelo indeed could have carved out your features
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Resting in the fields far from the turbulent space
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Half asleep neath the stars with a small dog licking your face

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Jokerman dance to the nightingale's tune
 A       E/G#         F#m          D
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
 A/C#   D     E       A   (A  D  E A)
Oh, oh, oh      Jokerman

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Well the mafia man stalkin' the sick and the lame
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Preacher man seeks the same, Who'll get there first is uncertain
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Matchsticks and water cannons teargas, padlocks
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Molotav cocktails and rocks, Behind every curtain
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False-hearted judges dyin' in the webs that they spin
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Only a matter of time til night comes steppin' in

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Jokerman dance to the nightingale's tune
 A          E/G#        F#m          D
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
 A/C#   D      E    A   (A  D  E A)
Oh, oh, oh      Jokerman

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It's a shadowy world - skies are slippery grey
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A woman just gave birth to a prince today, and dressed him in scarlet
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He'll put the priest in his pocket - put the blade to the heat
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Take the motherless children off the street, And place them at the feet of a harlot
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Oh Jokerman you know what he wants
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Oh Jokerman you don't show any response

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Jokerman dance to the nightingale's tune
 A       E/G#          F#m          D
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
 A/C#   D    E       A      (A  D  E A)
Oh, oh, oh      Jokerman