G D The circus is in town. G D They've got him in a trance. G D They're painting the passports brown. Desolation Row words and music by Bob Dylan [Verses] D They're selling postcards of the hanging. A7 One hand's tied to the tightrope walker. A7 The beauty parlour's filled with sailors.
Desolation Row Lyrics: They’re selling postcards of the hanging / They’re painting the passports brown / The beauty parlor is filled with sailors / The circus is in town / Here comes the blind Here comes the blind commissoner. Lyrics to 'Desolation Row' by Bob Dylan: They're selling postcards of the hanging They're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town G D The other is in his pants. "Desolation Row" lyrics. You can just apply these chords to the rest of the song, because I don't feel like typing out 11 minute's worth of lyrics. Bob Dylan Lyrics "Desolation Row" They're selling postcards of the hanging They're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner They've got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker Here's the first verse of Bob Dylan's Desolation Row, off of his Highway 61 Revisited album.