Blowing in the Wind by Bob Dylan - Easy ukulele chords
Verse 1
[G]How many [C]roads
Must a [G]man walk down
Before you [C]call him a [G]man?
How many [C]seas
Must a [G]white dove sail
Before she [C]sleeps in the [D]sand?
Verse 2
Yes and [G]how many [C]times
Must the [G]cannonballs fly
Before they're for-[C]ever [G]banned?
Chorus
The [C]answer, my [D]friend
Is [G]blowin' in the [C]wind
The [D]answer is blowin' in the [G]wind
Instrumental [C] [D] [G] [C] [D] [G]
Verse 3
Yes, and [G]how many [C]years
Can a [G]mountain exist
Before it is [C]washed to the [G]sea?
Yes and how many [C]years
Can some [G]people exist
Be-[C]fore they're allowed to be [D]free?
Verse 4
Yes and [G]how many [C]times
Must a [G]man turn his head
And pretend that he [C]just doesn't [G]see?
Chorus
The [C]answer, my [D]friend
Is [G]blowin' in the [C]wind
The [D]answer is blowin' in the [G]wind
Instrumental [C] [D] [G] [C] [D] [G]
Verse 5
Yes, and [G]how many [C]times
Must a [G]man look up
Before he can really [C]see the [G]sky?
Yes and how many [C]ears
Must [G]one man have
Before he can [C]hear people [D]cry?
Verse 6
Yes and [G]how many [C]deaths
Will it [G]take till he knows
That too many [C]people have [G]died?
Chorus
The [C]answer, my [D]friend
Is [G]blowin' in the [C]wind
The [D]answer is blowin' in the [G]wind
Outro [C] [D] [G] [C] [D] [G]
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The Back Story
Before it became an anthem, “Blowin’ in the Wind” began as a quiet reflection shaped by restless observation. In the early 1960s, a young Bob Dylan was absorbing the sounds and tensions of a changing America. He spent long hours in coffeehouses and on city streets, listening as people argued about civil rights, war, and freedom. The air felt heavy with questions no one could fully answer.
Picture a skinny kid in a borrowed jacket, drifting through smoky cafés with a guitar that’s seen better days. That’s where this story starts - not with thunder, but with a quiet strum and a head full of questions.
The magic wasn’t in the answers. It was in the space they left behind. Dylan seemed to shrug and say: You already know. You just haven’t said it out loud yet.
Strum. Pause. Question. Repeat.
And just like that, the wind carries it a little further.