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<poem>
| toon = G
| maat = 2/4
| chords = G C D7 Em Am
| taal = EN
| door = Bob Dylan
| genre = folk
| nivo = 4
| lyrics =
{{G}}How many {{C}}roads must a {{G}}man walk down
{{G}}How many {{C}}roads must a {{G}}man walk down
Before they {{C}}call him a {{D7}}man
Before they {{C}}call him a {{D7}}man
Regel 7: Regel 14:
{{G}}How many {{C}}times must the {{G}}cannonballs fly
{{G}}How many {{C}}times must the {{G}}cannonballs fly
Before they are {{D7}}forever banned
Before they are {{D7}}forever banned
The {{C}}answer, my {{D}}friend, is {{G}}blowing in the {{Em}wind
The {{C}}answer, my {{D}}friend, is {{G}}blowing in the {{Em}}wind
The {{Am}}answer is {{D7}}blowing in the {{G}}wind
The {{Am}}answer is {{D7}}blowing in the {{G}}wind


Regel 27: Regel 34:
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
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Blowin in the wind
Genre folk
Taal EN
Maatsoort 2/4
Toonsoort G
Door Bob Dylan
Niveau 4
Akkoorden G C D7 Em Am
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GHow many Croads must a Gman walk down
Before they Ccall him a D7man
GHow many Cseas must a Gwhite dove sail
Before she Csleeps in the D7sand
GHow many Ctimes must the Gcannonballs fly
Before they are D7forever banned
The Canswer, my Dfriend, is Gblowing in the Emwind
The Amanswer is D7blowing in the Gwind

How many years must a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea
How many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free
How many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky
How many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry
How many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind