Linda Paloma Jackson Browne
Song: Linda Paloma, from the album The Pretender
Artist: Jackson Browne
Transcription: Navid (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Intro: (G) D7 C G (pause)
At the m[D7]oment the music began, and you heard the guita[C]r player starting s[G]ing
You were[D7] filled with the beauty that ran, through what y[C]ou were imagin[G]ing
D[C]reaming of scenes from those s[Em]ongs of love, I was the endless s[D7]ky
And you were my M[C]exican [G]dove.
Now the[D7] music that played in your ears, grows a little bit f[C]ainter each d[G]ay
And you[D7] find yourself looking through tears, at the love you feel [C]slipping a[G]way
Th[C]ough it's not the kind, of love you might hope to[Em] find
If tears could release the [D7]heart, from the shadows p[C]referred by the m[G]ind
Interlude: (G) D7 C G x 2
Like a [D7]wind that comes up in the night, caressing your f[C]ace while you sl[G]eep
Love will [D7]fill your eyes with the sight, of a world you can't h[C]ope to ke[G]ep
D[C]reaming on after that m[Em]oment's gone, the light in your lover's e[D7]yes
Disappears in the l[C]ight of the d[G]awn, but the morning b[C]rings, strength to your
restless w[Em]ings, and some other lover s[Bm]ings to the sun's bright c[Em]orona,
(pause) D7 C G (G) D7 C G
I know all about these things, Linda Paloma.
D7... G G Em D7 G
Fly away...Linda Paloma.
I dedicate this posting to *SUSAN* who has inspired me with her "Bright Baby Blues"...