Tablature masters of war - Bob Dylan

          



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  ~From: jgladman@uoguelph.ca (Julie R Gladman)

  corrected lyrics:  "Benjamin L. Weiss" <weis0010@gold.tc.umn.edu>

  

  This is my approximation of how this song is played:

  

  Masters of War -- Bob Dylan

  

  Am    Am7 Am

  

  Am               Am Am7 Am

  Come you masters of war

  Am                      Am Am7 Am

  You that build the big guns

  Am                      Am Am7 Am

  You that build the death planes

  Am                        Am Am7 Am

  You that build all the bombs

  Am                     Am Am7 Am

  You that hide behind walls

  Am                      Am Am7 Am

  You that hide behind desks

  Am     C           G          F                Am     Am7 Am

  I just want you to know I can see through your masks

  

  And the song just continues in that vein for the rest of the

  verses:

  

  You that never have done nothin' but build to destroy

  You play with my world like it's your little toy

  You put a gun in my hand then you hide from my eyes

  Then you turn and run farther when the fast bullets fly

  

  Like Judas of old you lie and deceive

  A world war can't be won, and you want me to believe

  But I see through your eyes and I see through your brain

  Like I see through the water that runs down my drain

  

  You that fasten all the triggers for the others to fire

  Then you sit back and watch while the death count gets

  higher

  You hide in your mansions while the young people's blood

  Flows out of their bodies and gets buried in the mud

  

  You've thrown the worst fear that can ever be hurled

  Fear to bring children into the world

  For threatening my baby, unborn and unnamed

  You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins

  

  How much do I know to talk out of turn

  You might say that I'm young, you might say I'm unlearned

  But there's one thing I know, though I'm younger than you

  Even Jesus would never forgive what you do

  

  Let me ask you one question:  is your money that good?

  Will it buy you forgiveness?  Do you think that it could?

  I think you will find when your death takes its toll

  All the money you made won't ever buy back your soul

  

  And I hope that you die and your death will come soon

  I'll follow your casket through the pale afternoon

  And I'll watch while you're lowered into your death bed

  Then I'll stand over your grave till I'm sure that you're

  dead

  

  *Corrections to lyrics or chords would be most welcome.*

  

  --

  *"Do you ever get the feeling that the story's too damn real

  and*

  *in the present tense?   Or that everybody's on the stage

  and it*

  *seems like you're  the only  person sitting  in the

  audience?"*

  *                           -Ian Anderson

  *

  *   Something to think about,

  *

  *        Julie Gladman jgladman@uoguelph.ca

  *

  

  

  

  

  Date: Tue,  9 Apr 96 21:24:06 PDT

  From: np95fc@mail.telepac.pt (Dolo)

  Subject: TAB: Masters of War by Bob Dylan

  

  

  					Masters of War

  

  I tried playing the version on Harmony Central.

  This is my own representation from that.

  Still, it's very simplified.

  Key:

  P - pull off from previous note

  H - hammer 

  on

  ^ - upstroke

  " - downstroke

  The cords are generally the same all through the song, they 

  are:

       "   "  "  ^  "  ^  "+H     "  "  ^  "  ^  "+H

  -------|--------------------------------------------

  -----1-|-1--1--0--0--0--1-------1--1--0--0--0--1----

  -----2-|-2--2--2--2--2--2-------2--2--2--2--2--2----  etc.etc.

  -----2-|-2--2--2--2--2--2-------2--2--2--2--2--2----

  -------|--------------------------------------------

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       ^Play this only   ^On this one, 

  Hammer on the first fret on the

  	once at the		second string.

  	beggining  

  

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