Death of a Ladiesâ?? Man Leonard Cohen {c:Intro [F] [G] [Gm] [C] [Bb] [F] [F] [G] [Gm] [C] [Bb] [F] [F] [F] Ah the m[F]an she wanted all her life was h[G]anging by a thread "I n[Gm]ever even kn[C]ew how much I w[Bb]anted you," she s[F]aid His m[F]uscles they were numbered and his st[G]yle was obsolete "O b[Gm]aby, I have c[C]ome too late " She kn[Bb]elt beside his f[F]eet "I'll never see a face like yours in years of men to come I'll never see such arms again in wrestling (maartenmassa.be)
