| D | D-A-G | |
| My love she speaks like silence |
| G | D | D-A-G | |
| Without ideals or vi | olence |
| G | D | |
| She doesn't have to say she's fa | ithful yet she's |
| Em7 | A | |
| true like ice, like f | ire |
| D | D-A-G | D | D-A-G | |
| People carry ros | es and make promises by the h | our | s |
| G | D | |
| My love she laughs like the f | lowers |
| Em | A7 | D | |
| Valentines | can't buy | her |
| In the dime stores and bus stations |
| People talk of situations |
| Read books, repeat quotations |
| Draw conclusions on the wall |
| Some speak of the future |
| My love, she speaks softly |
| She knows there's no success like failure |
| And that failure's no success at all |
| The cloak and dagger dangles |
| Madams light the candles |
| In ceremonies of the horsemen |
| Even the pawn must hold a grudge |
| Statues made of matchsticks |
| Crumble into one another |
| My love winks she does not bother |
| She knows too much to argue or to judge |
| The bridge at midnight trembles |
| The country doctor rambles |
| Bankers' nieces seek perfection |
| Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring |
| The wind howls like a hammer |
| The night wind blows cold n' rainy |
| My love, she's like some raven |
| At my window with a broken wing |
| (from Bringing It All Back Home, 1965) |
| (sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu) |
This song is from PJ's Guitar Chords & Lyrics site |