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Intro: Dm Gm Dm A7 Dm Gm A Dm Verse: Dm Gm Blackbird sitting on an open gate Dm A7 Cattle out walking the plains Dm Gm West wind blowing in waist-high wheat A Dm Sideways in the rain Dm Gm Bloodhound spent, can't get no trail Dm A7 Ain't no sign of man Dm Gm Wanna get ourselves on the straight and the narrow A Dm Gonna need a better plan Dm Roll your sleeves up Gm Hold back the dam Dm A7 Fill these bags with sand Dm Every young boy, woman Gm And every man A Dm Has got to lend a hand Verse: Dm Gm It ain't no old wives tale, it ain't no fable Dm A7 Payback is coming around Dm Gm The hourglass is sitting there on the table A Dm Filled on both sides now Dm Gm The work is potluck, grab a hatchet Dm A7 Wear any glove that fits Dm Gm You can't take a punch, well you might as well quit A Dm Won't matter how hard you hit Dm Roll your sleeves up Gm Shovel the land Dm A7 Rise up and learn how to stand Dm Now, you're a toothless woman Gm Or a one armed man A Dm You too got to lend a hand Solo: Dm Gm Dm A7 Dm Gm A Dm Bridge: C We're losing daylight, you got to be swift Dm You ain't got brains that you can lift C Be an optimist and see the glass half full A7 You don't got to like what you've got in it Verse: Dm Gm When your father gets home he's gonna turn on the lights Dm A7 We're up to our throats in knifes Dm Gm His eyes will flash and his teeth will grind A Dm He'll say, 'You're on your own, look alive!' Dm Gm Suppose I quit you, my wayward tribe Dm A7 Whatever would you do? Dm Gm Now take me to Hades, or take me to Memphis A Dm Just don't take me for one of you Dm Roll your sleeves up Gm The fat lady sang Dm A7 Grab your buckets and cans Dm Come over the border Gm Your papers in order A Dm You too got to lend a hand Dm Roll your sleeves up Gm Hold back the dam Dm A7 Fill these bags with sand Dm Every young boy, woman Gm And every tired old man A Dm You too got to lend a hand
Dm Roll your sleeves up Gm Hold back the dam Dm A7 Fill these bags with sand Dm Every young boy, woman Gm And every man A Dm Has got to lend a hand
Dm Roll your sleeves up Gm Shovel the land Dm A7 Rise up and learn how to stand Dm Now, you're a toothless woman Gm Or a one armed man A Dm You too got to lend a hand
Dm Roll your sleeves up Gm The fat lady sang Dm A7 Grab your buckets and cans Dm Come over the border Gm Your papers in order A Dm You too got to lend a hand Dm Roll your sleeves up Gm Hold back the dam Dm A7 Fill these bags with sand Dm Every young boy, woman Gm And every tired old man A Dm You too got to lend a hand
Written by Jakob Dylan
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