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Spanish Harlem Incident

(„Another Side Of Bob Dylan”, 1964 Columbia)
słowa i muzyka: Bob Dylan

Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem

Cannot hold you to its heat.

Your temperature's too hot for taming,

Your flaming feet burn up the street.

I am homeless, come and take me

Into reach of your rattling drums.

Let me know, babe, about my fortune

Down along my restless palms.

  

Gypsy gal, you got me swallowed.
I have fallen far beneath
Your pearly eyes, so fast an' slashing,
An' your flashing diamond teeth.
The night is pitch black, come an' make my
Pale face fit into place, ah, please!
Let me know, babe, I got to know, babe,
If it's you my lifelines trace.

  

I been wond'rin' all about me
Ever since I seen you there.
On the cliffs of your wildcat charms I'm riding,
I know I'm 'round you but I don't know where.
You have slayed me, you have made me,
I got to laugh halfways off my heels.
I got to know, babe, will I be touching you
So I can tell if I'm really real.

Chords:
C/d   xx0553
G/d xx0433
G' xxx330
the C/d chord marked with a * is basically the same, only that the A string is sounding:
      x00553

Intro:
 G         C                 G
. . : . . . : . . . . .
---------|-0---0-0-0---0-0-|-3---3---3---3---3-------|-
-----3-0-|-1---1-1-1---1-1-|-0---0---0---0---0---3-0-|-
-----3-0-|-0---0-0-0---0-0-|-0---0---0---0---0---3-0-|-
---------|-2-------2-------|-------------------------|-
-2-------|-3-------3-------|-------2-------2---------|-
-3-------|-----------------|-------3-------3---------|-
Gypsy...
G     C                 G
Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem
C G
Cannot hold you to its heat
C G
Your temperature's too hot for taming
C G
Your flaming feet a-burnin' up the street
C/d G/d C/d G
I am homeless, come and take me
C/d G/d C/d* D
To the reach of your rattling drums
C G C D(riff 1) G
Let me know, babe, all about my fortune
C D(riff 2) G
Down along my restless palms
Riff 1:
|---------3-------
|-3---1---0-------
|-4---2---0-------
|-0---0---0-------
|---------2-------
|---------3-------
(a)bout my fortune
Riff 2:
(D) G C/g G (D7) G C/g G
. . : . . . : . . . : . . . :...
---------|--3---3-3-3---3-3-|-0-0-0-0-0--------|-3---3-3-3---3-3-|-3------
-3---2---|.-0---0-0-1---1-1-|/3-3-3-3/3-1-0---.|-0---0-0-1---1-1-|-0------
-4---1---|--0---0-0-0---0-0-|/4-4-4-4/4-2-0----|-0---0-0-0---0-0-|-0------
-0---0---|--0---0---2---2-2-|------------------|-0---0-0-2---2-2-|-0------
---------|.-2---2---x-------|-----------------.|-2---2---x-------|-2------
---------|--3---3--(3)------|---------------3--|-3---3--(3)------|-3------
Gypsy…
Gypsy gal, you got me swallowed
I have fallen far beneath
Your pearly eyes, so fast an' slashing
An' your flashing diamond teeth
The night is pitch black, come an' make my
Pale face fit into place, ah, please!
Let me know, babe, I am nearly drowning
If it's you my lifelines trace.

G' C G
I been wond'rin' all about me
G' C G
Ever since I seen you there
G' C G
On the cliffs of your wildcat charms I'm riding
G' C G
I know I'm 'round you but I don't know where
You have slayed me, you have made me
I got to laugh halfways off my heels
I got to know, babe, will you surround me
So I can know if I'm really real.

 

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