Chords:
{title: Chimes of Freedom}
{artist: Bob Dylan}
{key: G}
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Q86fhpjENk
{c: }
[G] [C] [D] [G] [G]
Far be-[G]tween sundown's [D] finish and [G] midnight's broken [C] toll
We [G] ducked inside the [C] doorway as [D] thunder went [G] crashing
As ma-[G]jestic bells of [D] bolts struck [G] shadows in the [C] sounds
[G] Seeming to be the [D] chimes of freedom [G] flashing
[D] Flashing for the warriors whose [G] strength is not to fight
[C] Flashing on the [G] refugees on the [Am] unarmed road of [D] flight
And for [G] each and every [D] underdog [G] soldier in the [C] night
And we [G] gazed upon the [C] chimes of [D] freedom [G] flashing
[G] Through the city's melted [D] furnace, unex-[G]pectedly we [C] watched
With [G] faces hidden [D] as the walls were [G] tightening [D]
As the [G] echo of the [D] wedding bells [G] before the blowing [C] rain
[G] Dissolved into the [D] bells of the [G] lighting
[D] Tolling for the rebel, [G] tolling for the rake
[C] Tolling for the [G] luckless, the [Am] abandoned and [D] forsaked
[G] Tolling for the [D] outcast burnin' [G] constantly at [C] stake
And we [G] gazed upon the [C] chimes of [D] freedom [G] flashing
[G] Through the mad mystic [D] hammering of the [G] wild ripping [C] hail
The [G] sky cracked its [D] poems in naked [G] wonder [D]
That the [G] clinging of the [D] church bells blew [G] far into the [C] breeze
[G] Leaving only bells of [D] lightning and its [G] thunder
[D] Striking for the gentle, [G] striking for the kind
[C] Striking for the [G] guardians and [Am] protectors of the [D] mind
And the [G] poet and the [D] painter far be-[G]hind his rightful [C] time
And we [G] gazed upon the [C] chimes of [D] freedom [G] flashing
In the [G] wild cathedral [D] evening the [G] rain unraveled [C] tales
For the [G] disrobed faceless [D] forms of no [G] position [D]
[G] Tolling for the [D] tongues with no [G] place to bring their [C] thoughts
All [G] down in taken-for-[D]granted [G] situations
[D] Tolling for the deaf and blind, [G] tolling for the mute
For the [C] mistreated, mateless [G] mother, the mis-[Am]titled prosti-[D]tute
For the [G] misdemeanor out-[D]law, chained and [G] cheated by pur-[C]suit
And we [G] gazed upon the [C] chimes of [D] freedom [G] flashing
Even [G] though a cloud's white [D] curtain in a [G] far-off corner [C] flared
And the [G] hypnotic splattered [D] mist was slowly [G] lifting [D]
Electric [G] light still struck like [D] arrows, [G] fired but for the [C] ones
[G] Condemned to drift or [D] else be kept from [G] drifting
[D] Tolling for the searching ones, on their [G] speechless, seeking trail
For the [C] lonesome-hearted [G] lovers with too [Am] personal a [D] tale
And for [G] each unharmful, [D] gentle soul mis-[G]placed inside a [C] jail
And we [G] gazed upon the [C] chimes of [D] freedom [G] flashing
[G] Starry-eyed and [D] laughing, as I re-[G]call when we were [C] caught
[G] Trapped by no track of [D] hours for they hanged sus-[G]pended [D]
As we [G] listened one last [D] time and we [G] watched with one last [C] look
[G] Spellbound and [D] swallowed 'til the tolling [G] ended
[D] Tolling for the aching, whose [G] wounds cannot be nursed
For the [C] countless confused, [G] accused, misused,
[Am] strung-out ones and [D] worse
And for [G] every hung-up [D] person in the [G] whole wide uni-[C]verse
And we [G] gazed upon the [C] chimes of [D] freedom [G] flashing
[G] [C] [D] [G]
