G C G C G C G C Millionaires and paupers walk the hungry street G C G C D Rich and poor companions of the restless beat Bm C Strangers in a foreign land Bm C Strike a match with a trembling hand Bm Em C D Learn too much to ever understand C D G C G C G C But nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady [Verse 2] G C G C G C G C Lover's quarrel, snarl away their happiness G C G C D Kisses crumble in a web of loneliness Bm C It's written by the poison pen Bm C Voices break before they bend Bm Em C D The door is slammed, it's over once again C D G C G C G C But nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady [Verse 3] G C G C G C G C Poets agonize, they cannot find the words G C G C D And the stone stares at the sculptor, asks "Are you absurd?" Bm C The painter paints his brushes back Bm C Through the canvas runs a crack Bm Em C D Portrait of the pain never answers back C D G C G C G C But nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady [Verse 4] G C G C G C G C Soldiers disillusioned come home from the war G C G C D Sarcastic students tell them not to fight no more Bm C And they argue through the night Bm C Black is black, white is white Bm Em C D Walk away both knowing they are right C D G C G C G C But nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady [Verse 5] G C G C G C G C Smoke dreams of escaping souls are drifting by G C G C D Dull the pain of living as they slowly die Bm C Smiles change into a sneer Bm C Washed away by whiskey tears Bm Em C D In the quicksand of their mind they disappear C D G C G C G C Still nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady [Verse 6] G C G C G C G C Feeble aged people almost to their knees G C G C D Complain about the present using memories Bm C Never found their pot of gold Bm C Wrinkled hands pound weary holes Bm Em C D Each line screams out you're old, you're old, you're old C D G C G C G C But nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady [Verse 7] G C G C G C G C And the flower lady hobbles home without a sale G C G C D Tattered shreds of petals leave a fading trail Bm C Not a pause to hold a rose Bm C Even she no longer knows Bm Em C D The lamp goes out, the evening now is closed C D G C G C G C G And nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady