Phil Ochs – Celia (Guitar)

G                                 F                   C
When the wind from the island is rollin' through the trees

       G                           F              C
When a kiss from a prison cell is carried in the breeze

 F            Em          F             C
That's when I wonder how sad a man can be

 F             G7            C     F   G   C
Oh, when will Celia come to me?

G                    F                 C
I still remember the mountains of the war

        G              F         C
Sierra Madre and the Philipino shore

  F        Em             F                 C
When will I lie beside my Celia 'neath the trees?

F              G7            C     F   G   C
Oh, when will Celia come to me?

G                           F                C
So many years were stolen, so many years are gone

        G                  F                     C
And the vision of my Celia make dreams to dream upon

F         Em        F            C
Each hour is a day filled with memories

 F             G7            C     F   G   C
Oh, when will Celia come to me?

 G                        F              C
I wake each morning and I watch the sun arise

G                          F              C
Wonder if my Celia sleeps, wonder if she cries

F                  Em           F                C
If hate must be my prison lock, love must be the key

 F             G7            C     F   G   C
Oh, when will Celia come to me?

 G                                          F                   C
The guns have stopped their firing, you may wander through the hills

 G                                         F                C
They kept my Celia through the war, they keep her from me still

 F                  Em           F                C
She waits upon the island now, a prisoner of the sea

 F             G7            C     F   G   C
Oh, when will Celia come to me?

G                                 F                   C
When the wind from the island is rollin' through the trees

       G                           F              C
When a kiss from a prison cell is carried in the breeze

 F            Em          F             C
That's when I wonder how sad a man can be

 F             G7            C     F   G   C
Oh, when will Celia come to me?

 F             G7            C
Oh, when will Celia come to me?