D G She laughed each time she called my nameD G Made promises to meet a... [no, let's, let's put it down in G] No capo:Am C D [Three silver rings] ... on slim hands waitingG D/F# C Em D Flash bright in candlelight till Sunday's early mornAm C D We found her room that rainy morningG 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.D G She laughed each time I asked her nameD G Made promises to meet againC Em D G But her friends down at the French cafAm D Had no English words for me So you may find above the border A girl with silver rings ... [sudden stop]E|--------------------------------------------------------------------------------|Take #2G Am C D Three silver rings on slim hands waitingG D/F# C Em D Flash bright in candlelight till Sunday's early mornAm C D We found her room that rainy morningG 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.D G She laughed each time I asked her nameD G Made promises to meet againC Em D G But her friends down at the French cafAm D 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 sameC/G G you won't be the same
The French Girl
Bob Dylan
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