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  13 <h1 class="songtitle">Kingsport Town</h1>
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  16 <p>Trad. Arr Bob Dylan (that must be that descending bass line &ndash; that's the arrangement)<br />
  17 Recorded Nov 14, 1962 during the <a class="recordlink" href="../02_freewheelin/index.htm">Freewheelin'</a> sessions,
  18 released on <a class="recordlink" href="index.htm">The Bootleg Series 1-3</a> (1991)<br />
  19 Tabbed by Eyolf &Oslash;strem</p>
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  24   C                                   F          C/e*)  C
  25 A winter wind is a-blowin' strong, my hands have got no gloves.
  26   F          C/e       G/d     C                  G        C
  27 I wish to my soul that I could see the girl I'm a-thinking of.
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  29 Don't you remember me, babe, I remember you quite well,
  30 It caused me to leave old Kingsport Town with a high sheriff on my trail.
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  32 High sheriff on my trail, boys, high sheriff on my trail,
  33 All because I've fallen for a curly-headed dark-eyed girl.
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  35 Who's a-gonna stroke your cool black hair and sandy colored skin?
  36 Who's a-gonna kiss your Memphis lips when I'm not in the wind?
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  38 When I'm not in the wind, babe, when I'm not in the wind,
  39 Who's a-gonna kiss your Memphis mouth when I'm not in the wind?
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  41 Who's a-gonna walk you side by side and tell you everything's all right?
  42 Who's a-gonna sing to you all day long and not just in the night?
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  44 Who's a-gonna walk you side by side, who's a-gonna be you man?
  45 Who's a-gonna look you straight in the eye and hold your bad luck hand?
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  47 Hold your bad luck hand, babe, hold your bad luck hand,
  48 Who's a-gonna hold your hard luck hand and who's a-gonna be your man?
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  50 A winter wind is a-blowin' strong, my hands ain't got no gloves.
  51 I wish to my soul that I could see the gal I'm thinkin' of.
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  54 <p>*) First verse: G
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