Cifras
The French Girl

Tom: E

Introdução:

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E                              A         E/G#  F#m    E                                 B  
Three silver rings                         on slim hands waiting
                                          E                              A              E/G#                            F#m  
Flash bright in candlelight through Sunday's early morn
                             A      E/G#  F#mE                                B  
We found a room                      that rainy morning
                                E                                                    A                      E/G#      F#m  
She took my hand through winding roads and led me home
                                          A      E/G#  F#m    E                         B  
Some red French wine                         when later waking
                  E                                                 A                      E/G#                 F#m  
In her warm hideaway, she smiled and combed her hair
B                                                      E  
She laughed each time I asked her name
B                                         E  
Made promises to meet again
                     A                              G#m         F#m            E  
                                                        F#m                                            B  
Had no English words for me
                             A      E/G#  F#m    E                      B  
So you may find                         above the border
                                E                                 A                 E/G#            F#m  
A girl with silver rings, I never knew her name
                                          A    E/G#  F#m    E                                              B  
You're bound to lose,                    she's too much for you
                                             E                                      A         E/G#                                 F#m  
She'll leave you lost one rainy morn, you won't be the same
B                                                      E  
She laughed each time I asked her name
B                                         E  
Made promises to meet again
                     A                              G#m         F#m            E  
                                                          F#m                                      B  
Had no English words for me
From Gene Clark "Echoes"