Sad Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands
Joan Baez
Ton : F#
WBith yourD#m mercury mouth in the mEissionary tF#imes
And your eByes like sD#mmoke and your prayeErs like rhymF#es
And your sEilver crD#moss and your voicEe like chiBmes
Oh who D#mamong them do they thiEnk could burF#y you?
WitBh your pocD#mkets well protEected at laF#st
AndB your streD#metcar visions which you pElace on theF# grass
And your flesEh like siD#mlk and your facEe like glF#ass
Who amD#mong them do they thinkE could carrF#y you?
SC#mad eyed ladEy of the lowBlandsF#
WC#mhere the sad eyed pErophet says that noB man comeF#s
My wBarehD#mouse eyEes my BArabiEan druF#ms
ShoulG#md I leave them by your C#mgate
Or sEad eyed lady should I wBait? D#m G#m F#
WitBh your sheD#mets like metalE and your bF#elt like lace
AndB your deckD#m of cards missing the jacEk and the aF#ce
And your bEasement D#mclothes and your Ehollow facBe
Who amD#mong them can think he Ecould outguF#ess you?
WitBh your silD#mhouette when tEhe sunlightF# dims
IntBo your eyeD#ms where the moonlight swiEms F#
And your mEatch-booD#mk songs and your Egypsy hymnBs
Who amD#mong them would try to Eimpress youF#?
SC#mad eyed ladEy of the lowBlandsF#
WC#mhere the sad eyed pErophet says that noB man comeF#s
My wBarehD#mouse eyEes my BArabiEan druF#ms
ShoulG#md I leave them by your C#mgate
Or sEad eyed lady should I wBait? D#m G#m F#
TheB kings of D#mTyrus with theEir convict F#list
Are waitinBg in line D#mfor their geranium Ekiss F#
And you woEuldn't kD#mnow it would happEen like thBis
But whD#mo among them really waEnts just toF# kiss you?
WitBh your chiD#mldhood flames Eon your midF#night rug
And your SBpanish manD#mners and your motheEr's drugs F#
And your cEowboy moD#muth and your curfEew plugs B
Who amD#mong them do you think Ecould resisF#t you?
SC#mad eyed ladEy of the lowBlandsF#
WC#mhere the sad eyed pErophet says that noB man comeF#s
My wBarehD#mouse eyEes my BArabiEan druF#ms
ShoulG#md I leave them by your C#mgate
Or sEad eyed lady should I wBait? D#m G#m F#
Oh Bthe farmerD#ms and the busiEnessmen theF#y all did decide
To show yoBu the deadD#m angels that they uEsed to hide.F#
But why diEd they pD#mick you to sympatEhize with Btheir side?
Oh howD#m could they ever mistaEke you? F#
TheBy wished yD#mou'd accepted Ethe blame fF#or the farm
But with tBhe sea at D#myour feet and the pEhony false aF#larm
And with tEhe childD#m of a hoodlum wraEpped up inB your arms
How coD#muld they ever ever perEsuade you?F#
SC#mad eyed ladEy of the lowBlandsF#
WC#mhere the sad eyed pErophet says that noB man comeF#s
My wBarehD#mouse eyEes my BArabiEan druF#ms
ShoulG#md I leave them by your C#mgate
Or sEad eyed lady should I wBait? D#m G#m F#
WitBh your sheD#met metal memorEy of CannerF#y Row
And your mBagazine-huD#msband who one day jEust had to gF#o
And your gEentlenesD#ms now which you jEust can't Bhelp but show
Who amD#mong them do you think Ewould emploF#y you?
NowB you standD#m with your thiEef you're oF#n his parole
With your Bholy medalD#mlion which your finEgertips foldF#
And your sEaintlikeD#m face and your ghEostlike soBul
Oh whoD#m among them do you thiEnk could deF#stroy you?
B D#m G#m F# ...