John Cale - The soul of patrick lee

^EmYes she found her footsteps failing ^EmFalling falling from the sky ^EmDown from Bangor with her eagles ^Em Stepping out before her time ^A She did cry and^Em she did fly ^ARound and round the^Em swollen sky ^A Lightning for those mo^Emuntain sides And the ^Em7miller ^Gnever ^Emshowed her A ^Em7face that ^Gdidn't ^Emknow

^EmThen that concert sang a long way ^EmHere and there to Swansea Bay ^Em More and more the tides ran with it ^A Murder Mary c^Emome and gone ^AFolded arms and^Em Christendom ^A Shields and molten^Em falcon heads And that ^Em7miller ^Gnever ^Emshowed her A ^Em7face that ^Gdidn't ^Emknow

^F It's a l^Cong, long time ^F It's a l^Cong time ^F It's a l^Cong long time To ^Bbgo ^A

^Em Then came Christmas moving slowly ^EmSlowly crossing out the chimes ^Em Shutting out her father's women ^Em Broken women on her side ^A Give her, give give her ^Emall she wants ^ASafely with her ^Emalphabet ^A On that morning ^Emshe did leave And he n^Em7ever would have ^Gshown ^Emher A ^Em7face that ^Gdidn't ^Emknow