#--------------------------------------------------------------# MANY A FINE LADY Townes Van Zandt Copyright © 1968 Silver Dollar Music Performing rights w/ASCAP http://www.ascap.com/ace/ACE.html #-------------------------PLEASE NOTE--------------------------# #This file is an interpretation of Townes' work, and does not # #necessarily represent the actual way he recorded or performed # #the song, and is not intended to be used for any purpose other# #than for private study, scholarship, or research # #--------------------------------------------------------------# ----------------------------------------------------- Version 1 submitted by Jan 4/12/2008 ----------------------------------------------------- This was from the live version on Live and Obscure Capo 4th fret (C) (G) (F) (C) Well, it's (G)many a fine (G7)lady has (F)laid down be(C)side me With her (Em)flesh made of (F)velvet and her eyes made of (G)rain, (G7) Well, (C)some tried to (G)hold me, to (F)hurt me, to (C)hide me, And (Em)some turned a(F)way not to (G)look back a(C)gain. Well, (G)one stood a(G7)mong them, I re(F)member most (C)clearly, Well, her (Em)sorrows were (F)heavy and her laughter was (G)slow. (G7) I (C)treated her (G)gently, for I (F)loved her most (C)dearly, And I (Em)came her ma(F)jestic re(G)flections to (C)know. Oh, her (G)words, like a (G7)mountain, stood (F)lonely and (C)lofty, With her (Em)face like a (F)daydream and her hair like the (G)shawl (G7) (C)Worn by a (G)mourner who (F)steals away (C)softly From (Em)those that would (F)have him mourn (G)nothing at (C)all. - Instrumental verse - Oh, but (G)endlessly sorrow rode (F)high on the (C)north wind, (Em)Slashing and (F)slicing to take him his (G)toll, (G7) And (C)endlessly (G)creatures of (F)darkness were (C)cutting Their (Em)paths through the (F)walls that (G)sheltered her (C)soul. Oh, but (G)no longer gypsylike (F)sadness un(C)ending Will her (Em)eyes they lie (F)hollow and her face petri(G)fy, (G7) Well, (C)some will go (G)laughing and (F)others condem(C)ning, Oh, but (Em)who there a(F)mong you could have (G)told her good(C)bye? Well, it's (G)many a fine (G7)lady has (F)laid down be(C)side me With her (Em)flesh made of (F)velvet and her eyes made of (G)rain, (G7) Well, (C)some tried to (G)hold me, to (F)hurt me, to (C)hide me, And (Em)some turned a(F)way not to (G)look back a(C)gain. (G7) (C) ----------------------------------------------------- Version 2 submitted by Jan 4/12/2008 ----------------------------------------------------- (G) (D) (C) (G) Well, it's (D)many a fine (D7)lady has (C)laid down be(G)side me With her (Bm)flesh made of (C)velvet and her eyes made of (D)rain, (D7) Well, (G)some tried to (D)hold me, to (C)hurt me, to (G)hide me, And (Bm)some turned a(C)way not to (D)look back a(G)gain. Well, (D)one stood a(D7)mong them, I re(C)member most (G)clearly, Well, her (Bm)sorrows were (C)heavy and her laughter was (D)slow. (D7) I (G)treated her (D)gently, for I (C)loved her most (G)dearly, And I (Bm)came her ma(C)jestic re(D)flections to (G)know. Oh, her (D)words, like a (D7)mountain, stood (C)lonely and (G)lofty, With her (Bm)face like a (C)daydream and her hair like the (D)shawl (D7) (G)Worn by a (D)mourner who (C)steals away (G)softly From (Bm)those that would (C)have him mourn (D)nothing at (G)all. - Instrumental verse - Oh, but (D)endlessly sorrow rode (C)high on the (G)north wind, (Bm)Slashing and (C)slicing to take him his (D)toll, (D7) And (G)endlessly (D)creatures of (C)darkness were (G)cutting Their (Bm)paths through the (C)walls that (D)sheltered her (G)soul. Oh, but (D)no longer gypsylike (C)sadness un(G)ending Will her (Bm)eyes they lie (C)hollow and her face petri(D)fy, (D7) Well, (G)some will go (D)laughing and (C)others condem(G)ning, Oh, but (Bm)who there a(C)mong you could have (D)told her good(G)bye? Well, it's (D)many a fine (D7)lady has (C)laid down be(G)side me With her (Bm)flesh made of (C)velvet and her eyes made of (D)rain, (D7) Well, (G)some tried to (D)hold me, to (C)hurt me, to (G)hide me, And (Bm)some turned a(C)way not to (D)look back a(G)gain. (D7) (G) #--------------------------------------------------------------#