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7 <title>In Search of Little Sadie</title>
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13 <h1 class="songtitle">In Search of Little Sadie</h1>
16 <p>Words and music Bob Dylan<br />
17 Released on <a class="recordlink" href="index.htm">Self Portrait</a> (1970)<br />
18 Tabbed by Eyolf &Oslash;strem</p>
20 <p>No comment . . . *)</p>
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25 G . A . G . . . . . . .
28 Went out last night just to take a little round.
30 I met my little Sadie and I brought her down.
32 I ran right home and I went to bed
34 With a forty-four smokeless under my head.
37 I began to think what a deed I'd done.
39 I grabbed my hat and I began to run.
41 I made a god run but I ran too slow;
43 They overtook me down in Jericho
46 Standing on a corner I's ringin' my bell,
48 Up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville.
49 G G#
50 He says 'Young man is your name Brown?
51 C#m
52 Remember you blowed Sadie down.&quot;
54 [from this point there is some kind of regular rhythm]
56 C#m
57 &quot;Oh yes sir, my name is Lee.
58 G#m
59 I murdered little Sadie in the first degree.
60 F#m
61 First degree and second degree.
62 Bm F#
63 If you've got any papers will you serve them to me?&quot;
65 D A
66 Well they took me down town and they dressed me in black,
67 G D
68 They put me on a train and they sent me back.
70 I had no one for to go my bail;
71 G D |: Dsus4 D Dsus2 D :|
72 They crammed me back into the county jail.
74 Oh, yes they did.
77 Now, the judge and the jury they took their stand.
78 F Fm
79 The judge had the papers in his right hand.
80 C Am
81 Forty-one days, forty-one nights;
82 F Fm
83 Forty-one years to wear the ball and the stripes;
85 Oh, no!
87 C Am
88 Went out last night to take a little round.
89 Em G7
90 I met little Sadie and I blowed her down.
91 C Em
92 I ran right home and I went to bed,
93 F Dm Fm C
94 A forty-four smokeless under my head.
95 </pre>
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99 <p> *) . . . except: who's the craziest: the one who recorded this, the
100 moron who tabbed it, or you, who've actually came your way here to
101 find it?)
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