Bob Dylan - Yonder Comes Sin: Ukulele Chords

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You wanna talk to me,
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you got many things to say
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You want the spirit to be speaking through,
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but your lust for comfort get in the way
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I can read it in your eyes, oh, what your
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Heart will not reveal
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And that old evil burden has been draggin' you down,
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bound to grind you 'neath the wheel
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Yonder comes sin.

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(Walkin' like a man, talkin' like an angel)
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Yonder comes sin.
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(Proud like a peacock, swift like an eagle)
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Look at your feet, see where they've been to
Look at your hands, see what they been into
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Can't you take it on the chin?
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Yonder comes sin.

You see this woman standin' next to me
She's foreign to your sight
Well, her eyes may be a different colour than mine,
but her blood is red and her bones are white.
You've been seeking them eternal, spiritual things,
but your fifty-dollar smile confirms
You're still tryin' to buy your way into the dreams of them
Whose bodies will be food for worms
Yonder comes sin

(Ready and steady, willing and able)
Yonder comes sin
(Standin' on the chair, standin' on the table)
Look at your feet, see where they've been to
Look at your hands, see what they've been into
Can't you take it on the chin?
Yonder comes sin.

I say: See them six wild horses, honey
You say: I don't even see one.
You say: Point them out to me, love,
I say: Honey I got to run
My brother's blood is crying from the grave
but you can't hear the voice
I stand in jeopardy every hour,
Wonderin' what reason you have to rejoice.
Yonder comes sin.

(Down on your knees, down into the ditches)
Yonder comes sin.
(Vomiting up jewels, vomiting up riches)
Look at your feet see where they've been to
Look at your hands, see what they've been into
Enough to put you to tail-spin
Yonder comes sin.

Jeremiah preached repentance
To those that would turn from hell
But the critics all gave him such bad reviews
Put him down at the bottom of a well
kept on talking, anyway
As the people were put into chains
Wasn't nobody there to say "Bon voyage"
or shatter any bottles of champagne.
Yonder comes sin

(Cracking that whip, just like a feather)
Yonder comes sin
(Put a knife in your back while talking about the weather)
Look at your feet see where they've been to
Look at your hands, see what they've been into
Can you take it on the chin
Yonder comes sin