Early Roman Kings (Cifras)

Song:   Early Roman Kings

Artist: Bob Dylan

Album:  Tempest (2012)

Style:  John Lee Hooker & Bo Diddley Blues.

Tabbed: rikigo

URL:    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s0IQiQcnN58&feature=related

Tuning: Standard



Chords:         

        EADGBe

G   === 355433

G11 === 333433

C   === 81010988

C11 === 888988



Method: Upstroke-Downstroke-Upstroke/Downstroke.



Intro:

| G-G11-G | G-G11-G | 

| G-G11-G | G-G11-G |   



Verse 1:

G-G11-G 

Ah the early Roman kings, in their shark skin suits. 

G-G11-G                              C-C11-C

Bow ties and buttons, high-top boots. 

C-C11-C                                 G-G11-G 

Drivin' the spikes in, blazin' the rails. 

G-G11-G                                        C-C11-C

Nailed in their coffins, in top hats and tails. 

C-C11-C                                 G-G11-G 

Fly away over, fly away, flap your wings. 

G-G11-G 

Fly by night, like the early Roman kings.



Bridge:

| G-G11-G | G-G11-G | 

| G-G11-G | G-G11-G |



Verse 2:

G-G11-G 

Ah the early Roman kings, were never really born.

G-G11-G                                         C-C11-C 

Comin' down the mountain, distributing the corn.

C-C11-C                                               G-G11-G 

Speedin' through the forest, ah racin' down the track.

G-G11-G                                    C-C11-C

Ya trying' to get away, they drag you back.

C-C11-C                                      G-G11-G 

Tomorrow is Friday, we'll see what it brings.

G-G11-G

Everybody's talkin' about the early Roman kings.



Bridge:

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| G-G11-G | G-G11-G |

 

Verse 3

G-G11-G

The peddlers and the meddlers, they buy and they sell.

G-G11-G                                               C-C11-C  

They destroyed your city, they'll destroy you as well. 

C-C11-C                                                    G-G11-G

They're lecherous and treacherous, a-hell-bent for leather. 

G-G11-G                                       C-C11-C 

Each of 'em bigger, than all men put together. 

C-C11-C                                        G-G11-G

Sluggers and muggers, wearin' fancy gold rings.

G-G11-G   

All the women goin' crazy, for the early Roman kings.



Bridge:

| G-G11-G | G-G11-G | 

| G-G11-G | G-G11-G |



Verse 4

G-G11-G

I could dress up you wounds, with a blood-clotted rag.

G-G11-G                                         C-C11-C

I ain't afraid to make love, to a bitch of a hag.

C-C11-C                                        G-G11-G

If you see me comin' and you're standin' there,

G-G11-G                           C-C11-C

Wave your handkerchief in the air.

C-C11-C                                     G-G11-G

I ain't dead yet, my bell still still rings.

G-G11-G

I keep my fingers crossed like the early Roman kings.



Bridge:

| G-G11-G | G-G11-G | 

| G-G11-G | G-G11-G |



Verse 5:

C-C11-C 

I could strip you of life, strip you of bread.

G-G11-G                              C-C11-C

Ship you down, to the house of death.

C-C11-C                      G-G11-G

One day, you will ask for me.

G-G11-G                                       C-C11-C 

They'll be no-one else, that you'll wanna see. 

C-C11-C                               G-G11-G

Bring down fiddle, tune up my strings.

G-G11-G

I'm gonna brake it wide open, like the early Roman kings.



Bridge:

| G-G11-G | G-G11-G | 

| G-G11-G | G-G11-G |



Verse 6:

C-C11-C 

I was up on Black Mountain, the day Detroit fell.

G-G11-G                                             C-C11-C

They killed them all off and they sent them to Hell.

C-C11-C                                 G-G11-G

Ding-dong-daddy, you're comin' up short.

G-G11-G                                      C-C11-C

They'll put you on trial, in a Sicilian Court.

C-C11-C                               G-G11-G

I have had my fun, I've had my flings.

G-G11-G

Goin' shake 'em on down, like the early Roman kings. 



Coda:

| G-G11-G | G-G11-G | 

| G-G11-G | G-G11-G |



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