Bob Dylan – Jokerman chords

The best way to play this song is as follows:

Capo on the first fret:


A                         Amaj7Standing on the water, casting your bread
           Bm/A                    E/A             AWhile the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
A                      Amaj7Distant ships sailing into the mist
          Bm/A                              E/A                        AYou were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was 
blowing
Bm       E                          AFreedom just around the corner for you
          Bm               E                  A   DBut with truth so far off, what good will it do.



E                          DJokerman dance to the nightingale tune
A         E/G#        F#m          DBird fly high by the light of the moon
C#m7  D6  E   AOh, oh, oh, Jokerman.



A                    Amaj7So swiftly the sun sets in the sky
Bm/A             E/A                  A  D/AYou rise up and say goodbye to no one
A                    Amaj7Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
Bm/A                       E/A                     ABoth of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one
Bm            E                 AShedding off one more layer of skin
         Bm            E                     A    DKeeping one step ahead of the persecutor within.




E                      DJokerman dance to the nightingale tune
A         E/G#        F#m          DBird fly high by the light of the moon
C#m7  D6  E   AOh, oh, oh, Jokerman.





         A                              Anaj7You're a man of the mountain, you can walk on the clouds
      Bm/A                      E/A            A  D/AManipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister
                 AYou're going to Sodom and Gomorrah
     Amaj7                     Bm/A              E/A           ABut what do you care ? Ain't nobody there would want marry your sister
Bm                       E                     AFriend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame
                 Bm                E                         A        DYou look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name.



E                         DJokerman dance to the nightingale tune
A          E/G#        F#m         DBird fly high by the light of the moon
C#m7  D6  E   AOh, oh, oh, Jokerman.







          A                      Amaj7Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy
     Bm/A                      E/A               A    D/AThe law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers
       A                           Amaj7In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed
Bm/A         E/A                               AMichelangeo indeed could've carved out your features
Bm                      E                     AResting in the fields, far from the turbulent space
          Bm                      E                       A    DHalf asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face.




E                       DJokerman dance to the nightingale tune
A          E/G#        F#m         DBird fly high by the light of the moon
C#m7 D6  E    AOh, oh, oh, Jokerman.



           A                        Ammaj7 Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame
        Bm/A                        E/A                  A        D/APreacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain 
A                               Amaj7 Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks
       Bm/A           E/A                  AMolotow cocktails and rocks behind every curtain
Bm                    E                          AFalse-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin
       Bm               E                            A  DOnly a matter of time 'til the night comes stepping in.






E                      DJokerman dance to the nightingale tune
A          E/G#        F#m         DBird fly high by the light of the moon
C#m7  D6  E   AOh, oh, oh, Jokerman.





        A                         Amaj7It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray
   Bm/A                      E/A                              A      D/AA woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet
                A                            Amaj7He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat
           Bm/A                       E/ATake the motherless children off the street
                        AAnd place them at the feet of a harlot
Bm             E                 AOh, Jokerman, you know what he wants
Bm             E                     A    DOh, Jokerman, you don't show any response.





E                       DJokerman dance to the nightingale tune
A          E/G#      F#m          DBird fly high by the light of the moon
C#m7 D6  E    AOh, oh, oh, Jokerman. 

Coda ||: A   | Amaj7   | Bm/A   |  E/A   |  A    | D/A   :||
       | Bm  | E       | A      | A
       | Bm  | E       | A      | D
       | E   | D       | A  E/G# | F#m || Fade out



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