The Byrds – Spanish Harlem Incident (Guitar)

G     C        G        C      G
Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem,

                C       G
cannot hold you to it's heat

                       C       G       
Your temperature's too hot for taming,

                       C      G
your flaming feet burn up the street.

C    G         C        G
I am homeless, come and take me,

C    G             C         D
into reach of your rattling drums.

         G                C       G       C
I got to know, babe, all about my fortune,

      G       C        G
down along my restless palms.

G     C        G      C         G
Gypsy gal, you got me swallowed,

              C     G
I have fallen far beneath

            C         G       C       G
Your pearly eyes, so fast and slashing,

                  C       G
and your flashing diamond teeth.

    C        G            C        G
The night is pitch black, come and make my,

C         G        C          D
pale face fit into place, ah, please!

         G               C      G        C
I got to know, babe, I'm nearly drowning,

        G      C         G
if it's you my lifelines trace.

G      C         G    C      G
I been wondering all about me,

             C        G
ever since I seen you there.

                              C          G      C
On the cliffs of your wildcat charms I'm riding,

            G               C          G     
I know I'm around you but I don't know where.

C        G          C        G
You have slayed me, you have made me,

C        G              C     D
I got to laugh halfways of my heels.

         G                C      G        C
I got to know, babe, will you surround me,

         G           C      G
so I can know if I'm really real.