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Jokerman Bob Dylan
Tekst piosenki i chwyty na gitarę
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Standing on b
the water, casting your breadWhile the e
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yes of the idol wiD
th the iron heaG
d are G/C
glowingG
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Distant shipb
s sailing into the mistYou were b
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orn with a snD
ake in both of your fistsWhile a hurrica
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ne waG/C
s blowinG
gF
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reedomD
, just around the G
corner for youBut with
a
truth sD
o far off, whG
at goC
od will it do?Chorus
Jo
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kerman, daC
nce to the nightingale tuneG
Bird fly D/F#
high by the le
ight of the moonC
Oh, oh-oh-D
oh, JG
okermanG/C
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So swiftly the sun sets in the sky, you rise up and say goodbye to no-one
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
Both of their futures so full of dread you don't show one
Shedding off one more layer of skin
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within
Chorus
You're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds
Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister
You're going to Sodom & Gomorrah, but what do you care
Ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister
Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame
You look into the fiery furnace
See the rich man without any name
Chorus
Well the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy,
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teacher
In the smoke of the twilight, on a milk white steed
Michaelangelo, indeed, could have carved out your features
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space
Half asleep 'neath the stars with a small dog licking your face
Chorus
Well the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame
Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain
Nightsticks, water cannons, teargas, padlocks
Molotov Cocktails and rocks behind every curtain
False-hearted judges, dying in the webs that they spin
Only a matter of time, till night comes steppin' in
Chorus
It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery grey,
A woman just gave birth to a Prince today and dressed him in scarlet
He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat
Take the motherless children off the street
And place them at the feet of a harlot
Oh Jokerman, you know what he wants
Oh Jokerman, you don't show any response
Chorus