Modern Times: Someday Baby Someday Baby {c:Words and music Bob Dylan Released on Modern Times (2006) and in an outtake version on Tell Tale Signs (2008) Album version {c:It sounds like the main lead guitar might play with a capo on the 6th fret, but it might as well be played uncapoed; these are all standard blues licks that any decent guitarist should be able to play anywhere on the neck. } Common lick between lines (relative to capo 6th fret): : . . . : : . . . : |------(0)----------------|------ |--------------------------|----- |-------3-----------------|------ |-----------3--------------|----- |-------4-----2---0-------|------ or: |------/4-----2---0--------|----- |-------------------2---0-|-2---- |--------------------2---0-|-2--- |-------------------------|------ |--------------------------|----- |-------------------------|------ |--------------------------|----- Uncapoed: : . . . : : . . . : |------(6)----------------|------ |--------------------------|----- |-------9-----------------|------ |-----------9--------------|----- |-------10----8---6-------|------ or: |------/10----8---6--------|----- |-------------------8---6-|-8---- |--------------------8---6-|-8--- |-------------------------|------ |--------------------------|----- |-------------------------|------ |--------------------------|----- Bb I don't care what you do, I don't care what you say Eb Bb I don't care where you go or how long you stay Bb F Eb Bb Someday baby, you ain't gon' worry po' me any more Well, you take my money and you turn me out You fill me up with nothin' but self doubt Someday baby, you ain't gon' worry po' me any more When I was young, driving was my crave You drive me so hard almost to the grave Someday baby, you ain't gon' worry po' me any more I'm so hard pressed, my mind tied up in knots I keep recycling the same old thoughts Someday baby, you ain't gon' worry po' me any more So many good things in life that I overlooked I don't know what to do now, baby, you got me so hooked Someday baby, you ain't gon' worry po' me any more Well, I don't want to brag, I wanna wring your neck When all else fails, I'll make it a matter of self respect Someday baby, you ain't gon' worry po' me any more You can take your clothes, put 'em in a sack You're goin' down the road, baby, and you can't come back Someday baby, you ain't gon' worry po' me any more I tried to be friendly, I tried to be kind I'm gonna drive you from your home just like I was driven from mine Someday baby, you ain't gon' worry po' me any more Living this way ain't a natural thing to do Why was I born to love you' Someday baby, you ain't gon' worry po' me any more Tell Tale Signs version Cadd9 x30030 or x35533 D I don't care what you do, don't care what you say CadG9 D don't care where you go or how long you stay A G D Someday baby, you ain't gon' worry po' me any more CGDd9 You take my money and you turn me out You fill me up with self doubt Someday baby, you ain't gon' worry po' me any more You made me eat a ton of dust You're potentially dangerous, and not worthy of trust Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more (Instrumental verse) Little by little, bit by bit Every day I'm becoming more of a hypocrite Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more You've got my mind tied up in knots I just keep recycling the same old thoughts Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more When I heard you was cold, I bought you a coat and hat I think you must have forgotten about that Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more (Instrumental verse) Gonna blow out your mind, and make you pure I've taken about as much of this as I can endure Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more You put me down from the upper creek That's all right, to you I turn the other cheek Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more (Instrumental verse) You say you need me, how would I know? You say you love me, but it can't be so Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more I don't want to brag, but I'll wring your neck When all else fails, I'll make it a matter of self-respect Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more (Instrumental verse) Living this way ain't a natural thing to do Why was I born to love you? Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more