North Country Blues chords – Bob Dylan Vsion 2

 North Country Blues
Bob Dylan
by Daz
This is a great song and very simple,there is a little intro
and the fill at the end of each verse but you should also hit the G note Root
of each G chord on the beat throughout the song and you can also hammer on this
note as well. Don't worry too much about it I'm sure Dylan hardly played it the
same way too often.listen to the song and you should get the idea pretty quick.
Capo 3rd Fret
Intro
Am
e-------------|-------------|-------------|
B-----1---1---|-----1-------|-----1---1---|
G-----2---2---|-----2-------|-----2---2---|
D-----2---2---|-----2-------|-----2---2---|
A-0-----------|-------------|-0-----------|
E-------------|-0-------3---|-------------|
Fill at the end of each verse played over the Am
chord
Am
e--------------|
B--------------|
G--------------|
D-0h2-0h2------|
A---------0--0-|
E--------------|
Intro
Am G
Come gather 'round friends and I'll tell you a tale
Am G Am
Of when the red iron-ore pits ran a-plenty
G
But the cardboard-filled windows and old men on the benches
Am G Am
Tell you now that the whole town is empty
Am G
In the north end of town my own children are grown
Am G Am
But I was raised on the other
G
In the wee hours of youth my mother took sick
Am G Am
And I was brought up by my brother
Am G
All iron ore poured as the years passed the door
Am G Am
The drag lines and shovels they was a-humming
G
'Till one day my brother failed to come home
Am G Am
The same as my father before him
Am G
With, a long winter's wait from the window I watched
Am G Am
My friends they couldn't have been kinder
G
And my schooling was cut as I quit in the spring
Am G Am
To marry John Thomas, a miner
Am G
the years passed again, and the giving was good
Am G Am
With the lunch bucket filled every season
G
What with three babies born, the work was cut down
Am G Am
To a half a day's shift with no reason
Am G
Then the shaft was soon shut, and more work was cut
Am G Am
And the fire in the air, it felt frozen
G
'Till a man come to speak, and he said in one week
Am G Am
That number eleven was closing
Am G
They say in the East, they are paying too high
Am G Am
They say that your ore ain't worth digging
G
That it's much cheaper down in the South American towns
Am G Am
Where the miners work almost for nothing
Am G
So the mining gates locked, and the red iron rotted
Am G Am
And the room smelled heavy from drinking
G
And the sad, silent song made the hour twice as long
Am G Am
As I waited for the sun to go sinking
Am <sp