Bob Dylan – Duquesne Whistle chords

Chords
Transpose:
Intro:
Eb      Eb     Eb     Eb
Eb      Eb     Eb     Eb
Dbm     Ab     Fm     Bb
Eb      Eb     Eb     Eb

Ab Eb       Ab Eb       Ab Eb        Bb Eb

Ab Eb Ab EbListen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Ab Eb Bb EbBlowing like it's gonna sweep my world away
Ab Eb Ab EbI wanna stop at Carmbondale and keep on going
Ab Eb Bb EbThat Duquesne train goin' rock me night and day
Dbm AbYou say I'm a gambler, you say I'm a pimp
Fm BbBut I ain't neither one
Ab Eb Ab EbListen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Ab Eb Bb EbSounding like it's on a final run
Ab Eb Ab Eb
Ab Eb Ab EbListen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Ab Eb Bb EbBlowing like she never blowed before
Ab Eb Ab EbLittle light blinking, red light glowing
Ab Eb Bb EbBlowing like she's at my chamber door
Dbm AbYou smiling through the fence at me
Fm BbJust like you always smiled before
Ab Eb Ab EbListen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Ab Eb Bb EbBlowing like she ain't goin' blow no more
Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Bb Eb
Eb EbCan't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing?
Eb EbBlowing like the sky's gonna blow apart
Eb EbYou're the only thing alive that keeps me going
Eb EbYou're like a time bomb in my heart
Dbm AbI can hear a sweet voice steadily calling
Fm BbMust be the mother of our Lord
Ab Eb Ab EbListen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Ab Eb Bb EbBlowing like my woman's on board
Ab Eb Ab Eb
Ab Eb Ab EbListen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Ab Eb Bb EbBlowing like it's gon' blow my blues away
Ab Eb Ab EbYou old rascal, I know exactly where you're going
Ab Eb Bb Eb I'll lead you there myself at the break of day
Dbm AbI wake up every morning with that woman in my bed
Fm BbEverybody telling me she's gone to my head
Ab Eb Ab EbListen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Ab Eb Bb EbBlowing like it's goin' kill me dead
Eb Bb Ab Cm Ab Ab/Bb Bb Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Bb Eb
Ab Eb Ab EbCan't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing?
Ab Eb Bb EbBlowing through another no good town
Ab Eb Ab EbThe lights on my native land are glowing
Ab Eb Bb EbI wonder if they'll know me next time 'round
Dbm AbI wonder if that old oak tree's still standing
Fm BbThat old oak tree, the one we used to climb
Ab Eb Ab EbListen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Ab Eb Bb EbBlowing like she's blowing right on time
Bb . . . . . .. Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Bb Eb
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