Marchin’ to the City

Written by Bob Dylan
Recorded Jan 1997 for Time Out Of Mind, and released on Tell Tale Signs (2008)
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem

Just to have mentioned it: the chords are simple enough, although a guitar player might prefer something like a capo on the third fret and the chords G, C/g, and D7 instead.

         Eb/bb      Bb
Well I'm sitting in church
      Eb/bb      Bb
In an old wooden chair
  Eb/bb  Bb
I knew nobody
      Eb/bb       Bb
Would look for me there
           Eb7
Sorrow and pity

Rule the earth and the skies
            Bb7
Looking for nothing
Eb/bb    Bb
Anyone's eyes

                  F
Once I had pretty girls
       Eb
Did me wrong
                        Bb
Now I'm marching to the city

And the road ain't long

Snowflakes are falling
Around my head
Lord have mercy
It feel heavy like lead
I been hit too hard
Seen too much
Nothing can heal me now
But your touch

Once I had a pretty girl
She done me wrong
Now I'm marching to the city
And the road ain't long

Loneliness
Got a mind of its own
The more people around
The more you feel alone
I'm chained to the earth
Like a silent slave
Trying to break free
Out of death's dark cave

Once I had a pretty girl
Done me wrong
Now I'm marching to the city
And the road ain't long

Boys in the street
Beginning to play
Girls like birds
Flying away
I'm carrying the roses
That were given to me
And I'm thinking about paradise
Wondering what it might be

Once I had a pretty girl
She done me wrong
Now I'm marching to the city
And the road ain't long

Go over to London
Maybe gay Paree
Follow the river
You get to the sea
I was hoping we could drink from
Life's clear streams
I was hoping we could dream
Life's pleasant dreams

Once I had a pretty girl
But she done me wrong
Now I'm marching to the city
And the road ain't long

Well the weak get weaker
And the strong stay strong
The train keeps rolling
All night long
She looked at me
With an irresistable glance
With a smile
That could make all the planets dance

Once I had a pretty girl
She did me wrong
Now I'm marching to the city
And the road ain't long

My house is on fire
Burning to the skies
I thought the rain clouds
But the clouds passed by
When I'm gone
You'll remember my name
I'm gonna win my way
To wealth and fame

Once I had a pretty girl
But she did me wrong
Now I'm marching to the city
And the road ain't long