Sweet Sir Galahad Joan Baez came in through the window [C]in the night when the moon was in the yard. [G] He took her hand in his [C]and shook the long hair [Am]from his neck and he told her she'd been working muc[C]h too hard. It was true that ever since the day her crazy man had passed away to the land of poet's pride, she laughed and talked a lot with new people on the block but always at evening time she cried. [F]And here's to th[C]e dawn of their [G]days. She moved her head a little do (allcountrytabs.com)