Joan Baez – Love Song To A Stranger Part Ii (Guitar)
Capo 3
Key
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Chords
[Intro]
Em
[Verse 1]
Em D They brought me a beautiful basket of fruit C G And two finger bowls of glass B7 Em G The couch is gold with a floral design G D And the wine is Germany's best B7 Em And the wine is Germany's best
[Verse 2]
Em D My thoughts drift into the frozen night C G Frankfurt is covered with snow B7 Em G And numbly they ride on an icy wind G D To places they're longing to go B7 Em To places they're longing to go
[Verse 3]
Em D I remember the tall dark Irish rose C G Who held me in my limousine B7 Em G And slept with me under a burgundy quilt G D With sheets of silk in between B7 Em Well, anyway, that's how it seemed
[Verse 4]
Em D I thought I wanted to marry him C G His face was sculpted by God B7 Em G His words were gentle and ever so true G D And soft as the Irish fog B7 Em And lost in the Irish fog
[Verse 5]
Em D I remember the boy from the monastery C G Who wanted to be a monk B7 Em G But he brought flowers and wine to my room G D And we both got happily drunk B7 Em And we both got perfectly drunk
[Verse 6]
Em D He laughed like the chimes of a silver bell C G His eyes were alexandrite blue B7 Em G He danced the t'ai chi with the grace of a deer G D And I wanted to marry him too B7 Em Yes I wanted to marry him too
[Verse 7]
Em D There was that son of a dog from the Tennessee hills C G Kept telling me I was still young B7 Em G He spoke in pure southern and smoothed out the lines G D Round my eyes saying I was the one B7 Em Forever that I'd be the one
[Verse 8]
Em D He drank and he cussed and he wrote his own songs C G He was very much on the go B7 Em G We followed each other for over a year G D I couldn't have married him though B7 Em So we just lived in sin on the road
[Verse 9]
Em D There was that black eyed beauty from Boston town C G Two days were never too long B7 Em G He stood by the mirror and picked out a rose G D But I already wrote him a song B7 Em Yes, I already wrote him a song
[Verse 10]
Em D So here I sit with my basket of fruit C G And two finger bowls of glass B7 Em G I finished my bottle of Germany's best G D And concluded my thoughts on the past B7 Em That love is a pain in the ass