| My youth has all been wasted and I'm bent and grey with years |
| And all my companions are taken away |
| And who will provide for me against my dying day? |
| I took my own provision but it threw me and wasted away |
| This is a strange, this is a strange affair |
| Oh, where are my companions? |
| My mother, father, lover, friend and enemy |
| They're prisoners of death now and taken far from me |
| And where are the dreams I dreamed in the days of my youth? |
| They took me to illusion and they promised me the truth |
| And what do sleepers need to make them listen, why do they need ?more |
| This is a strange, this is a strange affair |
| I drew near to the house of Layla |
| It was then I heard her call |
| Her sweet voice made me wish that it would never end at all |
| Oh, you say you see some good in me |
| Take this . . . from me, don't look to her delight |
| She turned me into a retreat |
| Oh, she didn't like company |
| She let me, a sinner, free |
| Oh, Layla, Layla, Layla, Layla |
| Oh, Layla, Layla, Layla, Layla |
| Oh, Layla, Layla, Layla, Layla |
| Oh, Layla, Layla, Layla, Layla |
| Then she came close to me |
| The veils fell from her sight |
| She dazzled me, she bewildered me |
| Confused me with her light |
| Oh, you say you see some good in me |
| Take this . . . from me, don't look to her delight |
| And there she possessed me |
| She showed her meaning to me |
| I thought that she was leaving |
| My blood stained like a dye |
| Pavanne, cold steel woman, Pavanne |
| With eyes cold as the barrel of her gun? |
| Who's never missed her mark on anyone |
| Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne |
| Casino doors swing open, the rich men raise their eyes |
| They say "Who is this beauty, as elegant as ice?" |
| And later there's an accident, another charge d'affaires |
| Is lying in a pool of blood, no witness anywhere |
| And they say she was a hundred miles away |
| The hotel porter saw her climb the stairs |
| And the maid, with trembling hands, knows what to say |
| When the judge says "Are you sure?", "I'm sure," she swears |
| Pavanne, cold steel woman, Pavanne |
| With eyes cold as the barrel of her gun? |
| Who's never missed her mark on anyone |
| Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne |
| At the presidential palace, a thousand people saw |
| His Excellency leave his car and never make the door |
| The blood flows from his fingers as he clutches at the stain |
| He staggers like a drunken man lies twisted in the rain |
| And they say she grew up well-provided for |
| Her mother used to keep her boys for sure |
| And father's close attention led to talk |
| She learned to stab her food with a silver fork |
| Pavanne, cold steel woman, Pavanne |
| And they say she didn't do it for the money |
| And they say she didn't do it for the man |
| They say that she did it for the pleasure |
| The pleasure of the moment |
| Pavanne, cold steel woman, Pavanne |
| How do you stop this woman |
| When everyone is moving in a trance? |
| Like prisoners of some slow portly dance |
| Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne |
| Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne |
| Oh, the rain is falling Blow, blow, down |
| And the whirlwind rolls Blow, blow, down |
| I'll shake your windows Blow, blow, down |
| And rattle your door Blow, blow, down |
| Blow down this house of cards |
| Blow down this house of cards |
| They're washing the streets Blow, blow, down |
| With the blood of your kind Blow, blow, down |
| Ah, look over your shoulder Blow, blow, down |
| They're right behind Blow, blow, down |
| Blow down this house of cards |
| Blow down this house of cards |
| The birds are wheeling Blow, blow, down |
| Up above your head Blow, blow, down |
| All your days are numbered Blow, blow, down |
| You're as good as dead Blow, blow, down |
| Blow down this house of cards |
| Blow down this house of cards |
| This very fine house Blow, blow, down |
| Of great renown Blow, blow, down |
| It's cracked and shaky Blow, blow, down |
| And a-tumbling down Blow, blow, down |
| Blow down this house of cards |
| Blow down this house of cards |
| Blow down this house of cards |
| Blow down this house of cards |
| Transcribed by Phil Saunders |
| Intro Chords (4 times): D C Bm |
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-|-(b11)-9-p7-9-p7-9-(b11)-(b11)-----------(b11)-9-7----------7-----------|
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-|-7-----------------|
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| | D | C | Bm |
| | Give me what I | ask for | |
| | D | C | Bm |
| | Give me what I | long for | |
| | G | D | G | G | D | G |
| | First | light | , | first | light | |
| | D | C | Bm |
| I | came to you for | refuge | |
| | D | C | Bm |
| Don't | leave me to the | thieves | |
| | D | C | Bm |
| Don't | leave me to my | own | |
| | G | D | G | G | D | G |
| | First | light | , | first | light | |
| | G | D | G | G | D | G |
| | First | light | , | first | light | |
| Take me through the mountains |
| Through real and through illusion |
