C6 C Em F G
[Verse]
C Em F Dm G
With your mercury mouth in the missionary times,
C Em F Dm G
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes,
F Em Dm Dm/G C
And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes,
Em F Dm G
and who among them could they really think could bury you?
C Em F Dm G
With your pockets well protected at last,
C Em F Dm G
And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass,
F Em Dm Dm/G C
And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass,
Em F Dm G
and who among them would try to carry you?
Dm C G
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Dm C G
Where sad-eyed prophets say that no man comes,
[Verse]
C Em F Dm G
With your sheets like leather and your belt like lace,
C Em F Dm G
And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace,
F Em Dm Dm/G C
And your basement clothes and your hollow face,
Em F Dm G
Who among them would really try to outguess you?
C Em F Dm G
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
C Em F Dm G
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims,
F Em Dm Dm/G C
And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns,
Em F Dm G
Who among them would try to impress you?
Dm C G
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Dm C G
Where sad-eyed prophets say that no man comes,
[Chorus]
F Em Dm C Dm G
My warehouse eyes and my Arabian drums,
Dm G
Shall I bring them to your gate,
Dm C
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
[Verse]
C Em F Dm G
With your Kings of Tyrus and their convict lists
C Em F Dm G
They're waiting in line for their geranium kiss,
F Em Dm Dm/G C
And you would not think it would happen like this,
Em F Dm G
And who among them really wants just to kiss you? Kiss you!
C Em F Dm G
With your childhood flames and your midnight rug,
C Em F Dm G
And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs,
F Em Dm Dm/G C
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs,
Em F Dm G
And who among them do you think could resist you? Resist you!
Dm C G
Sad-eyed lady from the lowlands,
Dm C G
Where sad-eyed prophets say that no man comes,
[Verse]
C Em F Dm G
Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
C Em F Dm G
To show you the dead angels which they all used to hide.
F Em Dm Dm/G C
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
Em F Dm G
And how could they ever, ever, ever mistake you? Mistake you!
C Em F Dm G
For they wished you accepted the blame for the farmer,
C Em F Dm G
With the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm,
F Em Dm Dm/G C
And the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms,
Em F Dm G
Oh how could they ever, ever, ever persuade you? Persuade you!
Dm C G
Sad-eyed lady of the lowland,
Dm C G
Where sad-eyed prophets say that no man comes,
[Chorus Repeat x3.1 to fade out]
F Em Dm C Dm G
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Dm G
Shall I leave them at your gate,
Dm C
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
F Em Dm C Dm G
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Dm G
Shall I bring them to your gate,
Dm C
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
F Em Dm C Dm G
Oh my sad warehouse eyes and my Arabian drums
Dm G
Shall I bring them to your gate,
Dm C
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
F Em Dm C Dm G
Hey hey my ware my warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums (fade)
