Paris Bells Lee Hazlewood # #Paris Bells # [Bb]Past the café shutters down, no one stirs in the town. The [Dm7]morning after the [Gm]rain, the [Dm7]barges [Gm]move on the Seine. Down the avenue [Cm]lined with trees, Paris bells [Gm]ring on the breeze [G]Paris [Cm]bells [F]ring on the [Bb]breeze. Dawn is breaking, birds start to sing, sun is rising, warms everything. The echo of footsteps on a cobbled street, dim alleyways where the shadows meet. Down the avenue lined with trees, Paris bells ri (chordiearchive.chordie.com)