# From: gt6234b@prism.gatech.edu (Joshua Bardwell) {t:Senor} {st:Bob Dylan} [Am] Sen [Am]or, [Am] Sen [Em]or, [Em] can you [F]tell me where we're [C]heading; Lincoln [Em]County or Arma [Am]geddon?[Am] [G]Seems like I've been [F]down this road be [F]fore. [F][Em] [Dm]Is there any [Dm]truth in that, Sen [Am]or? [Am] Sen [Am]or, [Am] Sen [Em]or, [Em] do you [F]know where she's [C]hiding? [Em]How long we gonna be [Am]riding?[Am] [G]How long must I keep my [F]eyes ??? to the door?[F][Em] [Dm]Will there be any [Dm]comfort there, Sen [Am]or? [Am] Is that [C]wicked wind still [C]blowin' on that [E]upper deck? [E] Is that [F]iron cross still [F]hangin' down from a [Am]round your neck? [Am] Is that [C]marchin' band still [C]playin' in that [E]vacant lot, [E] where she [F]held me in her [F]arms one time and said for [Am]get me not? [Am] Sen [Am]or, [Am] Sen [Em]or, [Em] I can [F]see that painted [C]wagon, smell the [Em]tail of the [Am]dragon.[Am] [G]I can't stand the [F]suspense any [F]more. [F]Ca[Em]n you [Dm]tell me who to [Dm]contact here, Sen [Am]or? {c:Instrumental - Repeat Chords of the Verses x2} [Am] Well the [C]last thing I reme [C]mber, 'fore I [E]stripped in heat [E] Was that [F]trainload of fools [F]bogged down in a ???[Am] [Am] and a [C]gypsy with a [C]broken bag and a [E]flashing ring [E] said [F]son this aint no [F]dream, this time it's the [Am]real thing [Am] Sen [Am]or, [Am] Sen [Em]or, [Em]you know their [F]hearts are hard as [C]leather, gimme a [Em]minute, lemme get it to [Am]gether.[Am] [G]I just gotta pick my [F]self up off the [F]floor[F][Em] [Dm]I'm ready when [Dm]you are, Sen [Am]or [Am] Sen [Am]or, [Am] Sen [Em]or, [Em] let's [F]disconnect these [C]cables, [Em]overturn these [Am]tables. [G]This place don't make [F]sense to me [F]no more. [F]Ca[Em]n you [Dm]tell me what we're [Dm]waiting for, Sen [Am]or