• Song:

    Love Minus Zero

  • Artist:

    Bob Dylan

  • Album:

    Bob Dylan: The Collecti...

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I've attempted to improve Ren Babcock's version.  Not that it's perfect but this 
is what I could come up with.  
The song is transcribed from a live version found on 'No Direction Home'.
Love this song, it's amazing, beyond words. :) Hope you like it. 

Capo 4th Fret

Intro: C (or Csus2 C Csus4 C) 

   C                             G  F
My love she speaks like silence,
                  C         G  F
Without ideals or violence,
She doesn't have to say she's faithful,
          Dm         F         G7
Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.
C                   G  F
People carry roses,
                     C      G  F
Make promises by the hours,
My love she laughs like the flowers,
     F     G7    C
Valentines can't buy her.

       C                             G  F
In the dime stores and bus stations,
                   C       G  F
People talk of situations,
Read books, repeat quotations,
        Dm       F      G7
Draw conclusions on the wall.
C                         G  F
Some speak of the future,
                   C       G  F
My love she speaks softly,
She knows there's no success like failure
         F            G7         C
And that failure's no success at all.

    C                         G  F
The cloak and dagger dangles,
                 C        G  F
Madams light the candles.
In ceremonies of the horsemen,
         Dm        F      G7
Even the pawn must hold a grudge.
C                             G  F
Statues made of match sticks,
                   C      G  F
Crumble into one another,
My love winks, she does not bother,
              F       G7          C
She knows too much to argue or to judge.

    C                            G  F
The bridge at midnight trembles,
                   C        G  F
The country doctor rambles,
Bankers' nieces seek perfection,
                  Dm         F        G7
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.
C                             G  F
The wind howls like a hammer,
                         C      G  F
The night blows cold and rainy,
My love she's like some raven
      F             G7     C
At my window with a broken wing.
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