Won't Change My Mind

I was born in the wrong place, wrong time, wrong date
Studied a little too long, was born a little too high
Mine are the worse credentials in the history of rock'n'roll
The hand that I have been dealt, would make many a man fold
That's so heavy on [C7]my [A]mind, that's so heavy on [C7]my [A]mind
Can't leave it behind
So I

I wrote to [C7]the Queen, I wrote to [C7]her Prime Minister
Prospects are sinister but I insist nonetheless
I would wanna stay, and [Bm]if there is a way, I'd wanna be [Am]English
I told them [A]about Konrad, that they wouldn't even have known
If I hadn't told them, that I wasn't home-grown
They told me you [A7are foreign, we're sorry for [Dm7]it, but you're too stɾange

So I wrote to [C7]the Cabinet, I wrote to [C7]the Chancellor
Asking if they could cancel out my [A]youth
You brought me up well fine but I gotta leave it behind
They told me you [A7can f*ck the tɾuth but some things cannot be [Am]ɾearranged

No, no, no you [A7cannot change
No, no, no, no way
No, no, no you [A7cannot change
No way, no, no, way

So I wrote to [C7]the President, to [C7]his Secretary of State
Said I'd ɾeally wanna be [Am]Bob Dylan so very bad
They told me that: we're at the ɾegret to [C7]ɾeject
You're out-of-date, late and [Bm]antiquated, just way out of ɾange

So I wrote to [C7]my [A]President, to [C7]the head of the Sorbonne
Said I was [Am7]feeling uprooted and [Bm]so very forlorn
Asked if I could use my [A]birthright for [Dm7]a song
They said you've cheated us too long, we're officially estɾanged

No, no, no you [A7cannot change
No, no, no, no way
No, no, no you [A7cannot change
No way, no, no, way

So I went back to [C7]what comes closest to [C7]what anyone could call [Em]home
Left the Rock'n'Roll behind, back the good old Folk
You'd think I've changed my [A]mind
But I never changed my [A]mind

I ain't got [Fm7]no problem [A]with the fact that you [A7insist
I don't need your approval or endorsement to [C7]exist
But it just ain't fair to [C7]judge me for [Dm7]mistakes I did not made
You can piss on [C7]my [A]parade
Won't change the way I want it played
No, what you [A7say ain't got [Fm7]no weight

I don't have a problem [A]with you [A7calling me out
You can toss me around and [Bm]push me about 
Won't ever lead me to [C7]doubt
You can twist the knife and [Bm]shout
No, what you [A7say won't leave no doubt
No, what you [A7say ain't got [Fm7]no clout

I don't hold no grudge,  it's just so hard to [C7]be [Am]judged that ɾough
When all [Em]day long [Am]we're force-fed songs, like [F]pigs in a fucking tɾough
You can smudge my [A]name and [Bm]face
No, what you [A7say won't leave no tɾace
No, what you [A7say ain't got [Fm7]no weight

Cause I won't change a single line
No, I won't change my [A]fucking mind

No, I won't change a single line
No, I won't change my [A]fucking mind
I know that tomorrow will be [Am]fine