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Pastures Of Plenty

Biography:

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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Bob Dylan's version of Pastures of Plenty by Woody Guthrie.

When transitioning from C to Am, play in reverse for Am to C.
C C B A Am
e|--0---------0--|
B|--1---------1--|
G|--0---------2--|
D|--2---------2--|
A|--3--3-2-0--0--|
E|--x---------x--|

While strumming, Bob hammers on and off his ring finger, you have to listen for when he does it.

Capo 2

[Verse 1]

C Am
It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
C Am
My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road
C Am
Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we rolled
C Am
And your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold

[Verse 2]

C Am
California, Arizona, I harvest your crops
C Am
Well its North up to Oregon to gather your hops
C Am
Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
C Am
To set on your table your light sparkling wine

[Verse 3a] - On Minnesota Tapes

C Am
I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes
C Am
I slept on the ground in the light of the moon
C Am
Every state in the Union us migrants have been
C Am
We'll work in this fight and we'll fight till we win

[Verse 3b] - On Gaslight Recording

C Am
I slept on the ground in the light of the moon
C Am
I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes
C Am
Wherever your crops are, I'll lend you my hand
C Am
I'll ramble all over your green growing land

[Verse 4]

C Am
Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground
C Am
From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down
C Am
Every state in the Union us migrants have been
C Am
We come with the dust and we go with the wind

[Verse 5]

C Am
It's always we rambled, that river and I
C Am
All along your green valley, I will work till I die
C Am
This land I'll defend with my life if need be
C Am
Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free