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The Tower
Words and music: Chris de Burgh
Album: Spanish Train and Other Stories (1975)
Capo : III
[Verse 1]
A great Lord came walking through the forest one morning with a weapon in his hand
Rich was his castle he lacked for nothing killing was his plan
When a white bird flew by she fell from the sky
Nothing was found only blood on the ground
She was gone
[Verse 2]
Cursing his fortune he turned to the forest to kill once again
Standing before him was a lovely young woman with her hand hung in pain
When he saw her his eyes were filled with desire
He said "I must have her she must be mine.
She will be mine."
[Verse 2]
He offered her silver he offered her gold but she threw it on the ground
He fell to his knees and he begged her "Oh please come with me what you wish will be found"
She said "Sire I'll go if you'll put up your bow
And spare these creatures leave them in peace
F#sus4 F#
You have no need"
But her words were lost in the wind
His eyes were fixed on a queen
And all he saw was a woman but all she was was a dream
Oh Oh Ah Ah DaDaDa DaDaDa Da
All he saw was a woman and all she was was a dream
[Verse 3]
He took her and bound her with ropes tied around her to his castle he did ride
In the wood was a bower where stood an old tower and he threw her deep inside
And the birds left the sky and a terrible cry
Brought thunder and lightning rain falling down
Tears on the ground
[Verse 4]
All through the days on her face he would gaze for she was lovely as the spring
No words would she speak but "Leave them in peace" and some sad lament she would sing
One day by the door through the window he saw a single white feather lying on the floor
She was there no more
[Verse 5]
Now that great Lord is dying his cold heart is crying for the love of the girl
For many an hour he has wept on the Tower for she meant more than the world
One day in the sky a white bird flew by he lifted his hands he cried out in pain
F#sus4 F#
Come back again
But his words were lost in the wind
His castle was built upon sand
All he has is a memory and all he yearns is her hand
Oh Oh Ah Ah DaDaDa DaDaDa Da
All he has is a memory and all he yearns is her hand.
(supprime les barrés)