Walls Of Red Wing chords by Bob Dylan

Verse 1:
        G
Oh, the age of the inmates
  C              G
I remember quite freely

No younger than twelve,
                    D
No older 'n seventeen
G
Thrown in like bandits
    C             G
And cast off like criminals,
C            G
Inside the walls
         D                G
on the grounds of Red Wing

Verse 2:
G
From the dirty old mess hall
      C          G
You march to the brick wall

Too weary to talk
                    D
And too tired to sing
          G
Oh, it's all afternoon
    C             G
You remember your home town
    C        G
Inside the walls,
      D           G
The walls of Red Wing


Verse 3:
G
Oh, the gates are cast iron
            C              G
And the walls are barbed wire

Stay far from the fence
                         D
With the 'lectricity stings
           G
And it's keep down your head
       C         G
And stay in your number
    C        G
Inside the walls
     D             G
The walls of Red Wing


Verse 4:
G
Oh, it's fare thee well
         C              G
To the deep hollow dungeon

Farewell to the boardwalk
                    D
That takes you to the screen
G
And farewell to the minutes
    C             G
They threaten you with it
    C        G
Inside the walls,
      D           G
The walls of Red Wing


Verse 5:
G
It's many a guard
        C           G
That stands around smilin'

Holdin' his club
                    D
Like he was a king
G
Hopin' to get you
    C             G
Behind a wood pilin'
    C        G
Inside the walls,
    D                G
The walls of Red Wing


Verse 6:
G
The night aimed shadows
              C        G
Through the crossbar windows

And the wind punched hard
                          D
To make the wall-siding sing
G
It's many a night
         C                G
I pretended to be a-sleepin'
    C       G
Inside the walls
    C             G
The walls of Red Wing


Verse 7:
G
As the rain rattled heavy
  C              G
On the bunk-house shingles

And the sounds in the night
                    D
They made my ears ring
G
'Til the keys of the guards
             C          G
Clicked the tune of the morning
 C          G
Inside the walls
     D             G
The walls of Red Wing


Verse 8:
G
Oh, some of us'll end up
  C              G
In St. Cloud Prison

And some of us'll wind up
                    D
To be lawyers and things
    G
And some of us'll stand up
         C             G
To meet you on your crossroads
    C             G
From inside the walls,
     D                G
The walls of Red Wing