Desolation Row taby ukulele według Bob Dylan

E
They're selling post cards of the hanging,
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They're painting the passports brown.
    B7
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors,
A                   E
The circus is in town.
Here comes the blind commissioner,
        A             E
They've got him in a trance.
    B7
One hand is tied to the tightrope walker,
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The other is in his pants.
        A  
And the riot squad, they're restless,
     E                 A
They need somewhere to go.
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As lady and I look out tonight,
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From Desolation Row.