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