The Oxford Girl

INTRO:   D    G    A   D    Bm   A  (2x)

D                                 G              A                 D   G  Bm  A
I met a man whose brother said he knew a man who knew the Oxford girl
D                                 G              A                 D   G  Bm  A
I met a man whose brother said he knew a man who knew the Oxford girl
      A            D
Is it true what you hear, did he do it out of fear
        A           G             D
Was the day drawing near when the child would start to show
        A         D
Was it rage or shame, or the damage to his name
       F#m                   G       A
Was it something worse, does anybody know
        A         D
Did she pay the price, for making men look twice
         A             G              D
Like a glimpse of paradise across the dull and bitter land
        A         D
Did she pass them by, did she dare to meet their eye
        F#m                G              A
Did she scorn them all and did they understand


    G                   D
A grief to her father, did she really leave him
                        G                  A
A lover to her brother, yes we all believe him
     C                     G                         D
Temptation to look better, no better than she should be
   F#m                   G              A
Unfaithful to her lover, he always knew she would be


           Bm          G         D
She said I never had a chance to prove them wrong
            G                A
My time was short, the story long
     Bm          G         D
No I never had a chance to prove them wrong
            G                  A
It's always them who write the song


D                                 G              A                 D   G  Bm  A
I met a man whose brother said he knew a man who knew the Oxford girl
D                                 G              A                 D   G  Bm  A
I met a man whose brother said he knew a man who knew the Oxford girl
       A      D
Did he go to ground, was the suitcase ever found
        A                    G          D
Did the police come storming round on a trail already cold
       A           D
Did he lead them a dance, did he run away to France
          F#m          G                  A
Or did he shop himself before the day was old
            A        D
Now she was bound to loose if she set her face to choose
     A           G              D
They never could excuse her for stirring up their fears
        A       D
She was much to young, now the earth has stilled her tongue
        F#m             G                A
You can hear the voices calling down the years


           Bm          G         D
She said I never had a chance to prove them wrong
            G                A
My time was short, the story long
     Bm          G         D
No I never had a chance to prove them wrong
            G                  A
It's always them who write the song


D                                 G              A                 D   G  Bm  A
I met a man whose brother said he knew a man who knew the Oxford girl
D                                 G              A                 D   G  Bm  A
I met a man whose brother said he knew a man who knew the Oxford girl