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  13 <h1 class="songtitle">Walls of Red Wing</h1>
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  16 <p>Words and music Bob Dylan<br />
  17 Recorded Apr 24, 1963, at the last <a class="recordlink" href="../02_freewheelin/index.htm">Freewheelin'</a> session,
  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         G
  25 Oh, the age of the inmates
  26   C              G
  27 I remember quite freely:
  28
  29 No younger than twelve,
  30    G /b     /c   D/f#
  31 No older 'n seventeen.
  32 G
  33 Thrown in like bandits
  34     C             G
  35 And cast off like criminals,
  36 C  /b /a   G
  37 Inside the walls,
  38        D       /c /b  G
  39 on the grounds of Red Wing.
  40
  41 From the dirty old mess hall
  42 You march to the brick wall,
  43 Too weary to talk
  44 And too tired to sing.
  45 Oh, it's all afternoon
  46 You remember your home town,
  47 Inside the walls,
  48 The walls of Red Wing.
  49
  50 Oh, the gates are cast iron
  51 And the walls are barbed wire.
  52 Stay far from the fence
  53 With the 'lectricity sting.
  54 And it's keep down your head
  55 And stay in your number,
  56 Inside the walls,
  57 The walls of Red Wing.
  58
  59 Oh, it's fare thee well
  60 To the deep hollow dungeon,
  61 Farewell to the boardwalk
  62 That takes you to the screen.
  63 And farewell to the minutes
  64 They threaten you with it,
  65 Inside the walls,
  66 The walls of Red Wing.
  67
  68 It's many a guard
  69 That stands around smilin',
  70 Holdin' his club
  71 Like he was a king.
  72 Hopin' to get you
  73 Behind a wood pilin',
  74 Inside the walls,
  75 The walls of Red Wing.
  76
  77 The night aimed shadows
  78 Through the crossbar windows,
  79 And the wind punched hard
  80 To make the wall-siding sing.
  81 It's many a night I pretended to be a-sleepin',
  82 Inside the walls,
  83 The walls of Red Wing.
  84
  85 As the rain rattled heavy
  86 On the bunk-house shingles,
  87 And the sounds in the night,
  88 They made my ears ring.
  89 'Til the keys of the guards
  90 Clicked the tune of the morning,
  91 Inside the walls,
  92 The walls of Red Wing.
  93
  94 Oh, some of us'll end up
  95 In St. Cloud Prison,
  96 And some of us'll wind up
  97 To be lawyers and things,
  98 And some of us'll stand up
  99 To meet you on your crossroads,
 100 From inside the walls,
 101 The walls of Red Wing.
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