May 30, 2025      —–     Chart #300

Hello Music Friends,

Hey folks, welcome to another edition of Chart of the Week. Stop the presses, cue the trumpets, and somebody bring me a cupcake — because this right here is BLOG POST #300! Can you believe it? That’s 300 weeks of chord charts, stories, trivia, and the occasional bad pun about the Eagles. I’ve officially written about 300 different songs, and my fingers are still working, my guitar’s still in tune (more or less), and Debbie hasn’t hidden the keyboard. Yet.

So what better way to mark this musical milestone than with a true icon, a song that’s as timeless as duct tape and just as essential: “Blowin’ in the Wind” by Bob Dylan.

Released in 1963, this song is the musical equivalent of a dusty old riddle delivered by a guy who sounds like he just woke up in a Greenwich Village alley with a harmonica still in his mouth. And I say that with love. Because when Bob Dylan posed the question “How many roads must a man walk down?”, the answer wasn’t really the point. The point was nobody had ever asked it like that before.

Dylan was only 21 years old when he wrote this. At 21, I was still trying to figure out if shaving before a date was worth the razor burn. Bob, meanwhile, was channeling the entire American conscience through an acoustic guitar and a voice that made people lean in — partly because of the lyrics, partly because they were trying to figure out what key he was in.

“Blowin’ in the Wind” became an anthem of the civil rights movement, a protest song without a protest sign, powerful enough to rattle walls and soft enough to fit inside a Sunday morning coffeehouse set. It’s been covered by everybody from Peter, Paul & Mary to Sam Cooke to Stevie Wonder, which means it’s probably been played at more rallies, weddings, funerals, and open mic nights than any other song this side of “Hallelujah.”

Now, playing it? Easy peasy. Just three chords, friends. That’s right — three chords and the truth, as they say. Even if your fingers aren’t sure which end of the guitar to hold, you can still strum this one and look wise doing it. Bonus points if you furrow your brow and look out the window while singing it.

And let’s talk lyrics. Every line is a question — but not the kind you can answer with Google. These are campfire questions. Late-night-on-the-back-porch questions. The kind of questions that make you sip your drink slower and wish you had a notebook handy. Dylan doesn’t give you the answers, because he knows you probably already have them — you just need to listen to the wind. (Or at least pretend to, if you’re indoors and the AC’s on.)

So as I hit this 300th post, I just want to say thank you — to every reader, every strummer, every toe-tapper who’s come along for this ride. Whether you’ve been here since post #1 or just dropped in last week looking for chords to “Thank You” by Led Zeppelin (good choice, by the way), I’m glad we’re traveling this musical road together.

And how many roads must a man walk down before he hits 300 blog posts?

Apparently, just one — the one that leads to SongChart.space.

Keep Rockin’,

Stan Bradshaw

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