Bob Dylan - Ring Them Bells Chords

 
         
         
         
         
X
2
3
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
1
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
1
1
8 fr
         
         
         
         
X
3
2
4
1
2 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
4
4
4
7 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
2

9 fr
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
X
12 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
2
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
X
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
2
4
3
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
2
1
1
8 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
10 fr
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
1
1
X

10 fr
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
         
         
         
         
X
3
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
1
8 fr
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
X
3
4
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
10 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3

12 fr
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
X
No chord
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo

Intro

Am Am F C Am Am

AmRing them bells, ye heathen From the city that dreams, FRing them bells from the sanctuaries Cross the valleys and streams, CFor they're deep and they're wide And the world's on its side AmAnd time is running backwards And so is the bride. AmRing them bells St. Peter Where the four winds blow, FRing them bells with an iron hand So the people will know. COh it's rush hour now On the wheel and the plow AmAnd the sun is going down Upon the sacred cow. AmRing them bells Sweet Martha, For the poor man's son, FRing them bells so the world will know That God is one. AmOh the shepherd is asleep Where the willows weep FAnd the mountains are filled With lost sheep. AmRing them bells for the blind and the deaf, FRing them bells for all of us who are left, AmRing them bells for the chosen few Who will judge the many when the game is through. AmRing them bells, for the time that flies, AmFor the child that cries When innocence dies. AmRing them bells St. Catherine From the top of the room, FRing them from the fortress For the lilies that bloom. AmOh the lines are long And the fighting is strong CAnd they're breaking down the distance Between riFght aCnd wAmrong. Play intro solo then song is finished. Sorry If I'm wrong. Enjoy, Anyway!