Silvio  - Bob Dylan
G/F/C/G

Stake my future on a hell of a past
Looks like tomorrow is a comin' on fast
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got
Seen better times but who has not

Chorus:
Silvio, silver and gold
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio, I gotta go
Find out something only dead men know

If I'm to stay the next day rolling the stone
When I come knocking don't throw me no bone
I'm an old boll-weavel looking for a haul
If you don't like me you can leave me alone

I can snap my fingers and inquire the rain
From the clear blue sky and turn it off again
I can stroke your body and relieve your pain
Charm the whistle off of an evening train

Give what I got until I got no more
Take what I get till I even the score
You know I love you and furthermore
Where your standing girl you got an open door

I can tell you fancy I can tell you plain
You give something up for everything you gain
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain
Pay for your ticket and don't complain

One of these days and it won't be long
Going down in the valley and sing my song
Gonna sing it loud and sing it strong
Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong