Simple Twist Of Fate Take 1A
Bob Dylan
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- Simple Twist of Fate (Take 1A)- Bob Dylan --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Written by: Bob Dylan Recorded in 1974 Now on: "The Bootleg Series Vol. 14: More Blood More Tracks" (2018) Tabbed by: maguri Tuning: Standard / Open E --------------------------------------------------------------------------- CHORDS Standard Open E E 0-2-2-1-0-0 0-0-0-0-0-0 Emaj7 0-2-2-4-4-4 0-4-4-0-0-0 E7 0-2-2-4-3-4 0-3-4-0-0-0 A x-0-2-2-2-0 x-2-0-1-2-0 Am x-0-2-2-1-0 x-x-5-4-5-0 D9 x-x-0-2-1-0 x-3-2-1-1-0 or x-5-4-5-5-x A/B x-2-2-2-2-0 x-0-2-1-2-0 --------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Intro] One two three four ... | | | | | | | | / | | [Verse] 1 They sat together in the park As the evening sky grew dark She looked at him and he felt a spark tingle to his bones ’Twas then he felt alone and wished that he’d gone straight And watched out for a simple twist of fate [Verse] 2 They walked along by the old canal A little confused I remember well And stopped into a strange hotel with a neon burnin’ bright He felt the heat of the night hit him like a freight train Moving with a simple twist of fate [Solo] acoustic guitar | | | | | | | | / | | [Verse] 3 A saxophone someplace far off played As she was walkin’ on by the arcade As the light bust through a beat-up shade where he was wakin’ up She dropped a coin into the cup of a blind man at the gate And forgot about a simple twist of fate [Verse] 4 He woke up the room was bare He didn’t see her anywhere He told himself he didn’t care pushed the window open wide Felt an emptiness inside to which he just could not relate Brought on by a simple twist of fate [Verse] 5 He hears the ticking of the clocks And walks along with a parrot that talks Hunts her down by the waterfront docks where the sailors all come in Maybe he’ll pick her out again how long must he wait One more time for a simple twist of fate [Verse] 6 People tell me it’s a sin To know and feel too much within I still believe she was my twin but I lost the ring She was born in spring but I was born too late Blame it on a simple twist of fate [Coda] harp | | | | | | | | / | | | | | | | | | | / | |