Chord Req: Only a Pawn in Their Game (Bob Dylan)

Subject: Chord Req: bob dylan pawn in there game
From: GUEST
Date: 23 Jun 07 - 03:39 PM

watching dont look back dvd i saw bob playing this song at a very young age...he was playing it with a capo way down on the frets mayby 5th or 6th i could not tell....i was wondering what chords he was using and what key


thanks if anyone knows

Subject: Lyr Add: ONLY A PAWN IN THEIR GAME (Bob Dylan)
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 27 Jun 07 - 10:24 PM

I don't have the chords, but I found the lyrics, and since it looks like they haven't been posted at Mudcat before, I figured I might as well add them.

Lyrics copied from The Bob Dylan Musical Roots and Influences Pages:

ONLY A PAWN IN THEIR GAME
(Bob Dylan)

[Lyrics as performed by Bob Dylan during the March on Washington, Lincoln Memorial, Washington, DC, Aug 28, 1963]

A bullet from the back of a bush took Medgar Evers' blood.
A finger fired the trigger to his name.
A handle hid out in the dark,
A hand set the spark,
Two eyes took the aim,
Behind a man's brain;
But he can't be blamed --
He's only a pawn in their game.

The South politician preaches to the poor white man,
"You got more than the blacks, don't complain.
You're better than them, you been born with white skin," they explain.
And the Negro's name
Is used, it is plain,
For the politician's gain,
As he rises to fame
And the poor white remains
On the caboose of the train;
But it ain't him to blame --
He's only a pawn in their game.

The deputy sheriffs, the soldiers, the governors get paid,
And the marshals and cops get the same,
But the poor white man's used in the hands of them all like a tool.
He's taught in his school,
From the start by the rule,
That the laws are with him
To protect his white skin,
To keep up his hate,
So he never thinks straight
'Bout the shape that he's in;
So it ain't him to blame --
He's only a pawn in their game.

From the poverty shacks, he looks from the cracks to the tracks,
And the hoof beats pound in his brain.
And he's taught how to walk in a pack,
Shoot in the back,
With his fist in a clinch
To hang and to lynch,
To hide 'neath the hood,
To kill with no pain,
Like a dog on a chain.
He ain't got no name;
But it ain't him to blame --
He's only a pawn in their game.

Today, Medgar Evers was buried from the bullet that he caught.
They lowered him down as a king.
But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
That fired the gun,
He'll see by his grave
On the stone that remains,
Carved next to his name,
His epitaph plain:
"Only a pawn in their game."

Subject: RE: Chord Req: Only a Pawn in Their Game (Bob Dylan)
From: Leadfingers
Date: 27 Jun 07 - 10:48 PM

I have this in 'Reprints From Singout' Forty years or so back _ I will have a look for it !

Subject: RE: Chord Req: Only a Pawn in Their Game (Bob Dylan)
From: GUEST,Warwick Slade
Date: 28 Jun 07 - 08:26 AM

This is written in A as follows
A D A E A E
A D A E A E D A
D A E A X2
E7 D E7 A
Hope this makes sense