I Contain Multitudes Ukulele chords by Bob Dylan

Tuning: G C E A (G C E A)


Tuning: Standard

Intro:
  C                C6               C                C6
  1 + 2 + 3 + 4 +  1 + 2 + 3 + 4 +  1 + 2 + 3 + 4 +  1 + 2 + 3 + 4 +
A|3-----3-------3-|0---------------|3-----3-------3-|0---------------|
E|0-----0---0-----|0---------------|0-----0---0-----|0---------------|
C|0-----0---------|0---------------|0-----0---------|0---------------|
g|0-----0-----0---|0---------------|0-----0-----0---|0---------------|

Chorus Line:
  C                F     C
  1 + 2 + 3 + 4 +  1 + 2 + 3 + 4 +
A|0---------------|0-----3---------|
E|0---------------|1-----0---------|
C|0---------------|0---2/4---------|
g|0--------------0h2-0---0---------|

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CHORDS
       g-C-E-A
C6     0-0-0-0
G      0-2-3-x
Ebdim7 2-3-2-3
Abaug  1-0-0-3
Am6    2-4-2-0
D7     2-0-2-0
E7     1-2-0-2

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Intro:
| C | C6 | C | C6 |

Verse:
  C             C6
Today, tomorrow, and yesterday, too
Am               G          C
 The flowers are dyin' like all things do
Ebdim7                                Em F
 Follow me close, I’m going to Bali Hali
C                                   G
 I'll lose my mind if you don't come with me
F                           Ebdim7
 I fuss with my hair, and I fight blood feuds
C              F    C
 I contain multitudes

Verse:
      C               C6
Got a tell-tale heart, like Mr. Poe
    Am                        G           C
 Got skeletons in the walls of people you know
Ebdim7                           Em        F
 I’ll drink to the truth and the things we said
C                                       G
 I'll drink to the man that shares your bed
F                   Ebdim7
 I paint landscapes, and I paint nudes
C               F    C
 I contain multitudes

Verse:
C           C6
Red Cadillac and a black mustache
Am          G            C
Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash
Ebdim7                     Em          F
Tell me, what's next? What shall we do?
C                               G
 Half my soul, baby, belongs to you
  F                                     Ebdim7
I rollick and I frolic with all the young dudes
C              F     C
I contain multitudes

Middle 8:
E7   Am                         Abaug
 I'm just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones
C                                       Am6
 And them British bad boys, The Rolling Stones
E7      Am                      Abaug
   I go right to the edge, I go right to the end
     C                                          D7
I go right where all things lost are made good again

Verse:
           C                  C6
I sing the songs of experience like William Blake
Am          G           C
 I have no apologies to make
Ebdim7                           Em   F
 Everything's flowing all at the same time
C                           G
 I live on the boulevard of crime
  F                      Ebdim7
I drive fast cars, and I eat fast foods
C               F     C
I contain multitudes

Verse:
C                   C6
 Pink petal-pushers, red blue jeans
Am              G                      C
 All the pretty maids, and all the old queens
        Ebdim7                      Em    F
All the old queens from all my past lives
C                                   G
 I carry four pistols and two large knives
      F                            Ebdim7
I'm a man of contradictions, I'm a man of many moods
C               F     C
 I contain multitudes

Middle 8:
E7 Am                         Abaug
    You greedy old wolf, I'll show you my heart
        C                   Am6
But not all of it, only the hateful parts
E7     Am                                        Abaug
        I’ll sell you down the river, I’ll put a price on your head
     C                                          D7
What more can I tell you? I sleep with life and death in the same bed

Verse:
C                 C6
 Get lost, madam, get up off my knee
Am         G               C
 Keep your mouth away from me
     Ebdim7                  Em         F
I'll keep the path open, the path in my mind
     C                                    G
I’ll see to it that there's no love left behind
          F                                 Ebdim7
I'll play Beethoven's sonatas, and Chopin’s preludes
C               F    C
 I contain multitudes