{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":1818447,"song":"North Country Blues","artist":"Bob Dylan","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/1818447-north-country-blues-chords-by-bob-dylan/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/1818447?type=chord","rating":4.82521,"votes":186,"content":"North Country Blues\r\nBob Dylan \r\nby Daz\r\n\r\nThis is a great song and very simple,there is a little intro\r\nand the fill at the end of each verse but you should also hit the G note Root\r\nof each G chord on the beat throughout the song and you can also hammer on this\r\nnote as well. Don't worry too much about it I'm sure Dylan hardly played it the\r\nsame way too often.listen to the song and you should get the idea pretty quick.\r\n\r\nCapo 3rd Fret\r\n\r\n[tab]Intro\r\n[ch]Am[/ch]    \r\ne-------------|-------------|------------|\r\nB-----1-1-1---|----1-1------|-----1-1-1--|\r\nG-----2-2-2---|----2-2------|-----2-2-2--|\r\nD-----2-2-2---|----2-2------|-----2-2-2--|\r\nA-0-----------|-------------|-0----------|\r\nE-------------|-0-------3---|------------|[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]Fill at the end of each verse played over the Am\r\nchord\r\n  [ch]Am[/ch]\r\ne--------------|\r\nB--------------|\r\nG--------------|\r\nD-0h2-0h2------|\r\nA---------0--0-|\r\nE--------------|[/tab]\r\n\r\nIntro\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch]                                  [ch]G[/ch]\r\nCome gather 'round friends and I'll tell you a tale[/tab]\r\n[tab]            [ch]Am[/ch]       [ch]G[/ch]              [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nOf when the red iron-ore pits ran a-plenty[/tab]\r\n[tab]                                     [ch]G[/ch]\r\nBut the cardboard-filled windows and old men on the benches[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]Am[/ch]           [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nTell you now that the whole town is empty[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch]                             [ch]G[/ch]\r\nIn the north end of town my own children are grown[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]Am[/ch]       [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nBut I was raised on the other[/tab]\r\n[tab]                             [ch]G[/ch]\r\nIn the wee hours of youth my mother took sick[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]Am[/ch]            [ch]G[/ch]         [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nAnd I was brought up by my brother[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch]                         [ch]G[/ch]\r\nAll iron ore poured as the years passed the door[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]Am[/ch]              [ch]G[/ch]                  [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nThe drag lines and shovels they was a-humming[/tab]\r\n[tab]                         [ch]G[/ch]                  \r\n'Till one day my brother failed to come home[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]Am[/ch]         [ch]G[/ch]         [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nThe same as my father before him[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch]                                  [ch]G[/ch]                       \r\nWith, a long winter's wait from the window I watched[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]Am[/ch]           [ch]G[/ch]                  [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nMy friends they couldn't have been kinder[/tab]\r\n[tab]                              [ch]G[/ch]\r\nAnd my schooling was cut as I quit in the spring[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]Am[/ch]         [ch]G[/ch]         [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nTo marry John Thomas, a miner[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch]                              [ch]G[/ch]\r\nthe years passed again, and the giving was good[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]Am[/ch]           [ch]G[/ch]            [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nWith the lunch bucket filled every season[/tab]\r\n[tab]                                 [ch]G[/ch]\r\nWhat with three babies born, the work was cut down[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]Am[/ch]           [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nTo a half a day's shift with no reason[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch]                                [ch]G[/ch]\r\nThen the shaft was soon shut, and more work was cut[/tab]\r\n[tab]        [ch]Am[/ch]          [ch]G[/ch]            [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nAnd the fire in the air, it felt frozen[/tab]\r\n[tab]                                   [ch]G[/ch]\r\n'Till a man come to speak, and he said in one week[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]Am[/ch]       [ch]G[/ch]        [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nThat number eleven was closing[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch]                             [ch]G[/ch]\r\nThey say in the East, they are paying too high[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]Am[/ch]            [ch]G[/ch]               [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nThey say that your ore ain't worth digging[/tab]\r\n[tab]                                   [ch]G[/ch]\r\nThat it's much cheaper down in the South American towns[/tab]\r\n[tab]          [ch]Am[/ch]          [ch]G[/ch]          [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nWhere the miners work almost for nothing[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch]                                  [ch]G[/ch]               \r\nSo the mining gates locked, and the red iron rotted[/tab]\r\n[tab]        [ch]Am[/ch]           [ch]G[/ch]          [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nAnd the room smelled heavy from drinking[/tab]\r\n[tab]                                  [ch]G[/ch]                  \r\nAnd the sad, silent song made the hour twice as long[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]Am[/ch]             [ch]G[/ch]         [ch]Am[/ch]     \r\nAs I waited for the sun to go sinking[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch]                          [ch]G[/ch]\r\nI lived by the window as he talked to himself[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]Am[/ch]         [ch]G[/ch]              [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nThis silence of tongues it was building[/tab]\r\n[tab]                              [ch]G[/ch]\r\n'Till one morning's wake, the bed it was bare[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]Am[/ch]          [ch]G[/ch]               [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nAnd I was left alone with three children[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch]                      [ch]G[/ch]                    \r\nThe summer is gone, the ground's turning cold[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]Am[/ch]            [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]Am[/ch] \r\nThe stores one by one they're a folding[/tab]\r\n[tab]                       [ch]G[/ch]            \r\nMy children will go as soon as they grow[/tab]\r\n[tab]            [ch]Am[/ch]            [ch]G[/ch]           [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nWell, there ain't nothing here now to hold them[/tab]","plain_text":"North Country Blues\nBob Dylan \nby Daz\n\nThis is a great song and very simple,there is a little intro\nand the fill at the end of each verse but you should also hit the G note Root\nof each G chord on the beat throughout the song and you can also hammer on this\nnote as well. Don't worry too much about it I'm sure Dylan hardly played it the\nsame way too often.listen to the song and you should get the idea pretty quick.\n\nCapo 3rd Fret\n\n\n\n\n\nIntro","chords":["G","Am","B","D","A","E"],"chord_diagrams":{"Am":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,2,3,1,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,1,0]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]}}}