Its Alright Ma I'm Only Bleeding
Bob Dylan
Letra

LETRA (VER LETRA CON ACORDES)

  		Intro/End of Verses 
hide this tab
   
e|-0-0---0-0--2--0---0-0-----------------------------------------------------| 

B|-1-1---1-1--3--1---1-1-----------------------------------------------------| 

G|-2-2---0-0--2--0---2-2-----------------------------------------------------| 

D|-2-2---2-2--0--2---2-2-----------------------------------------------------| 

A|-0-0---3-3--0--3---0-0-----------------------------------------------------| 

E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| 

e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| 

B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| 

G|-------5-5--7-7--5---------------------------------------------------------| 

D|-7-7---5-5--7-7--5--7-7----------------------------------------------------| 

A|-x-x----------------x-x----------------------------------------------------| 

E|-5-5----------------5-5----------------------------------------------------| 

Darkness at the break of noon 

Shadows even the silver spoon 

The handmade blade, the child s balloon 

Eclipses both the sun and moon 

To understand you know too soon that there is no sense in trying. 

          x4 

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn 

Suicide remarks are torn 

From the fool s gold mouthpiece the hollow horn 

Plays wasted words, proves to warn 

That he not busy being born is busy dying. 

          x4 

Temptation s page flies out the door 

You follow, find yourself at war 

Watch waterfalls of pity roar 

You feel to moan but unlike before 

You discover that you d just be one more person crying 

          x4 

So don t fear if you hear a foreign sound to your ear 

It s alright, Ma, I m only sighing. 

          x4 

As some warn victory, some downfall 

Private reasons great or small 

Can be seen in the eyes of those that call 

To make all that should be killed to crawl 

While others say don t hate nothing at all except hatred 

          x4 

Disillusioned words like bullets bark 

As human gods aim for their mark 

Make everything from toy guns that spark 

To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark 

It s easy to see without looking too far that not much is really sacred 

          x4 

While preachers preach of evil fates 

Teachers teach that knowledge waits 

Can lead to hundred-dollar plates 

Goodness hides behind its gates 

But even the president of the United States sometimes must have to stand naked 

          x4 

An  though the rules of the road have been lodged 

It s only people s games that you got to dodge 

And it s alright, Ma, I can make it 

          x4 

Repeat for the rest of the song.