THE FRENCH GIRL - BOB DYLAN
The Bat Tapes
Capo 2nd fret:
She laughed each time she called my name
Made promises to meet a...
[no, let s, let s put it down in G]
No capo:
[Three silver rings] ... on slim hands waiting
Flash bright in candlelight till Sunday s early morn
We found her room that rainy morning
She took my hand through winding roads and led me home
Some red French wine when later wating
In her warm hideaway, she smiled and combed her hair
We talked of all, we talked of nothing
I left with promises to meet; she told me where.
She laughed each time I asked her name
Made promises to meet again
But her friends down at the French caf
Had no English words for me
So you may find above the border
A girl with silver rings ...
[sudden stop]
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Take #2
Three silver rings on slim hands waiting
Flash bright in candlelight till Sunday s early morn
We found her room that rainy morning
She took my hand through winding roads and led me home
Some red French wine when later wating
In her warm hideaway, she smiled and combed her hair
We talked of all, we talked of nothing
I left with promises to meet; she told me where.
She laughed each time I asked her name
Made promises to meet again
But her friends down at the French caf
Had no English words for me
So you may find above the border
A girl with silver rings, I never knew her name
You re bound to lose, she s too much for you
She ll leave you lost some rainy morn, you won t be the same
you won t be the same