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The French Girl

Bob Dylan
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 She laughed  each time she called  my name
 Made promises  to meet  a...
 ... on slim  hands waiting
 
 Flash bright in candlelight till Sunday's early morn
 We found her room  that rainy morning
 
 She took my hand through winding roads and led me home
 Some red French wine when later wating
 In her warm hideaway, she smiled and combed her hair
 We talked of all, we talked of nothing
 I left with promises to meet; she told me where.
 She laughed  each time I asked  her name
 Made promises  to meet  again
 But her friends  down at  the French  caf
 Had no English  words for me
 So you may find above the border
 A girl with silver rings ...
 Take 2
Three  silver rings  on slim hands waiting
 
 Flash bright in candlelight till Sunday's early morn
 We found her room  that rainy morning
 
 She took my hand through winding roads and led me home
 Some red French wine when later wating
 In her warm hideaway, she smiled and combed her hair
 We talked of all, we talked of nothing
 I left with promises to meet; she told me where.
 She laughed  each time I asked  her name
 Made promises  to meet  again
 But her friends  down at  the French  caf
 Had no English  words for me
 So you may find above the border
 A girl with silver rings, I never knew her name
 You're bound to lose, she's too much for you
 She'll leave you lost some rainy morn, you won't be the same
 
 you won't be the same

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Readable chord sheet for The French Girl by Bob Dylan

She [D]laughed each time she [G]called my name
Made [D]promises to [G]meet a...

[no, let's, let's put it down in G]

[Am][Three silver rings] ... on [C]slim hands [D]waiting
                [G]     [D/f#]       [C]        [Em]    [D]
Flash bright in candlelight till Sunday's early morn
We found her [Am]room that [C]rainy [D]morning
            [G]            [D/f#]    [C]         [Em]     [D]
She took my hand through winding roads and led me home

Some red French wine when later wating
In her warm hideaway, she smiled and combed her hair
We talked of all, we talked of nothing
I left with promises to meet; she told me where.

She [D]laughed each time I [G]asked her name
Made [D]promises to [G]meet again
But her [C]friends down [Em]at the [D]French ca[G]f
Had no [Am]English words for [D]me

So you may find above the border
A girl with silver rings ...

[sudden stop]

Take 
[G]Three silver [Am]rings on slim hands [C]wai[D]ting
                [G]     [D/f#]       [C]        [Em]    [D]
Flash bright in candlelight till Sunday's early morn
We found her [Am]room that rainy [C]mor[D]ning
            [G]            [D/f#]    [C]         [Em]     [D]
She took my hand through winding roads and led me home

Some red French wine when later wating
In her warm hideaway, she smiled and combed her hair
We talked of all, we talked of nothing
I left with promises to meet; she told me where.

She [D]laughed each time I [G]asked her name
Made [D]promises to [G]meet again
But her [C]friends down [Em]at the [D]French ca[G]f
Had no [Am]English words for [D]me

So you may find above the border
A girl with silver rings, I never knew her name
You're bound to lose, she's too much for you
She'll leave you lost some rainy morn, you won't be the same

                 [C/g]   [G]
you won't be the same

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