Townes Van Zandt – Why Shes Acting This Way (Guitar)

D                G
Like silence she stands

                  D
Like laughter she falls

                  G
From a castle of sand

                  D
Like a memory she calls.

                      A
And the mocking birds greive

           G               D
'Cause they can't make her cry

                      A
They'll soon start t'believe

         G        D
That the lady has died.

                       A
Oh what it all goes to show

         G         D
it ain't my job to say

                A
For who am I to know

          G           D
why she's actin' this way

                   G
Oh once again turn away,

                         D
if you're sure that it's done

                     G
Tell your prophets to pray,

                     D
tell your bandits to run

                     A
Take your eyelids of stone,

           G         D
they won't do you no harm

                            A
And take your cross made of bones,

          G        D
take your flypaper arms

                      A
And when everything's placed

        G         D
in your coffin of gold

                         A
Throw a scarf round your face

           G            D
'cause the subway gets cold

                        G
Pack up your sunflower smile

                 D
and your bandana blues

                      G
Take your worthless denials,

                               D
they're all you've got left to lose

                      A
Take your Tinker Bell lies

         G       D
and your weary desires

                       A
Take the tears in your eyes,

              G       D
take your cup full of fire

                     A
Ah give your lover a call,

        G             D
if your legs start to fail

                          A
And he'll come break your fall

           G       D
with a bed full of nails

                       G
No need to glance back again,

                       D
there ain't nothin' to see

                      G
Just this drunken old man

                   D
and this woman and me

                         A
And you've made it quite plain

           G            D
that we're just wastin' time

                      A
And you say it seems strange

         G         D
that I'm staying behind

                          A
But don't you worry 'bout me,

      G       D
I can make it alone

                         A
'Cause I got no place to be

      G              D
and I ain't far from home