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Bob Dylan - Duquesne Whistle chords
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Intro: Eb Eb Eb Eb Eb Eb Eb Eb Dbm Ab Fm Bb Eb Eb Eb Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Bb Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing like it's gonna sweep my world away Ab Eb Ab Eb I wanna stop at Carmbondale and keep on going Ab Eb Bb Eb That Duquesne train goin' rock me night and day Dbm Ab You say I'm a gambler, you say I'm a pimp Fm Bb But I ain't neither one Ab Eb Ab Eb Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Sounding like it's on a final run Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing like she never blowed before Ab Eb Ab Eb Little light blinking, red light glowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing like she's at my chamber door Dbm Ab You smiling through the fence at me Fm Bb Just like you always smiled before Ab Eb Ab Eb Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing like she ain't goin' blow no more Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Bb Eb [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/b/bob-dylan/326448.html ] Eb Eb Can't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing? Eb Eb Blowing like the sky's gonna blow apart Eb Eb You're the only thing alive that keeps me going Eb Eb You're like a time bomb in my heart Dbm Ab I can hear a sweet voice steadily calling Fm Bb Must be the mother of our Lord Ab Eb Ab Eb Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing like my woman's on board Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing like it's gon' blow my blues away Ab Eb Ab Eb You old rascal, I know exactly where you're going Ab Eb Bb Eb I'll lead you there myself at the break of day Dbm Ab I wake up every morning with that woman in my bed Fm Bb Everybody telling me she's gone to my head Ab Eb Ab Eb Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing like it's goin' kill me dead Eb Bb Ab Cm Ab Ab/Bb Bb Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Bb Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Can't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing? Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing through another no good town Ab Eb Ab Eb The lights on my native land are glowing Ab Eb Bb Eb I wonder if they'll know me next time 'round Dbm Ab I wonder if that old oak tree's still standing Fm Bb That old oak tree, the one we used to climb Ab Eb Ab Eb Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Ab Eb Bb Eb Blowing like she's blowing right on time Bb . . . . . .. Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Bb Eb  |