Bob Dylan (born Robert Allen Zimmerman on May 24, 1941 in Duluth, Minnesota, United States) is an American musician, poet and artist whose position in popular culture is unique.
Dylan started his musical odyssey in 1959 when he began playing in Dinkytown, Minneapolis while attending the University of Minnesota. Shortly after starting to play he changed his stage name to Bob Dylan, after being influenced by the poetry of Dylan Thomas before legally changing his name in 1962.
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From: [email protected] (Peter Eybert) Buckets of rain (Bob Dylan, Blood on the tracks)
G6DG6D Buckets of rain, buckets of tears, G6DG6D got all them buckets comin' out of my ears. GD Buckets of moonbeams in my hand, AGF#mA7/ED I got all the love, honey baby, you can stand.
I been meek and hard like an oak, I seen pretty people disappear like smoke. Friends will arrive, friends will disappear, if you want me, honey baby, I'll be here.
Like your smile and your fingertips, like the way that you move your lips. I like the cool way you look at me, everything about you is bringing me misery.
Little red wagon, little red bike, I ain't no monkey but I know what I like. I like the way you love me strong and slow, I'm taking you with me, honey baby, when I go.
Life is sad, life is a bust, all you can do is do what you must. You do what you must do and you do it well, I'll do it for you, honey baby, can't you tell.
From: Harlan L Thompson BUCKETS OF RAIN- Bob Dylan [TUNING] DADF#AD or EBEG#BE
EEsusE2EsusE Buckets of rain, buckets of tears EEsusE2EsusE Got all them buckets coming out of my ears AEA/EE Buckets of moonbeams in my hand BAG#m11F#m11EA/EE You got all the love honey baby I can stand
I've been meek, and hard like an oak I've seen pretty people disappear like smoke Friends will arrive, friends will disappear If you want me, honey baby I'll be here
I like the smile in your fingertips I like the way that you move your hips I like the cool way you look at me Everything about you is bringing me misery
Little red wagon, little red bike I ain't no monkey but I know what I like I like the way you love me strong and slow I'm taking you with me honey baby when I go
Life is sad, life is a bust All you can do is do what you must You do what you must do, and you do it well I'll do it for you, honey baby can't you tell?