Chord Lady Weeping At The Crossroads by Carla Bruni

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ | carla bruni - lady weeping at the crossroads | +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "run until you hear the ocean’s everlasting cry . . . " tuning : standard eadgbe capo on 1st fret chords : Em : 022000 F#7 : 242322 G : 320003 Gm : 355333 A : x02220 A7 : x02020 Bm : x24432 C#m : x46654 D : xx0232 Dmaj7 : xx0222 intro Dmaj7 verse D A7 lady weeping at the crossroads , Bm F#7 would you meet your love G Gm D Bm in twilight with his greyhounds , G Gm D A7 and the hawk upon his glove? D A7 bribe the bird then on the branches , Bm F#7 bribe them to be dumb , G Gm D Bm stare the hot sun out of heaven G Gm D that the night may come . chorus C#m F#7 Bm starless are the nights of travel , Em bleak the winter wind; A D run with terror all before you C#m and regret behind . F#7 Bm run until you hear the ocean’s Em everlasting cry; A D deep though it may be and bitter F#7 you must drink it dry , A7 drink it dry verse D - A7 - Bm - F#7 G - Gm - D - Bm G - Gm - D wear out patience in the lowest dungeons of the sea , searching through the stranded shipwrecks for the golden key , push on to the world’s end , pay the dread guard with a kiss cross the rotten bridge that totters over the abyss . chorus C#m - F#7 - Bm Em - A - D C#m - F#7 - Bm Em - A - D F#7 - A7 there stands the deserted castle ready to explore; enter , climb the marble staircase , open the locked door . cross the silent empty ballroom doubt and anger past; blow the cobwebs from the mirror , see yourself at last . verse D - A7 - Bm - F#7 G - Gm - D - Bm G - Gm - D put your hand behind the wainscot , you have done your part; find the penknife there and plunge it into your false heart please rate thanks!! lyrics : lady weeping at the crossroads , would you meet your love in twilight with his greyhounds , and the hawk upon his glove? bribe the bird then on the branches , bribe them to be dumb , stare the hot sun out of heaven that the night may come . starless are the nights of travel , bleak the winter wind; run with terror all before you and regret behind . run until you hear the ocean’s everlasting cry; deep though it may be and bitter you must drink it dry , wear out patience in the lowest dungeons of the sea , searching through the stranded shipwrecks for the golden key , push on to the world’s end , pay the dread guard with a kiss cross the rotten bridge that totters over the abyss . there stands the deserted castle ready to explore; enter , climb the marble staircase , open the locked door . cross the silent empty ballroom doubt and anger past; blow the cobwebs from the mirror , see yourself at last . put your hand behind the wainscot , you have done your part; find the penknife there and plunge it into your false heart +++++++++++ | raileff | +++++++++++