Byrds - Antique sandy

^AAntique S^C#mandy ^Alived in the w^A7oods And ^Dshe'd go to the ^D/C#stream when the ^Bmweather was ^Egood ^AShe'd take down the w^C#mashin for her ^Aold man to w^A7ear And s^Dhe tried not to ^D/C#get ^Bmeaten by the b^Eear ^AShe'd fly to the ^C#mmarket in her w^Aorn out old ^A7balloon ^DThat she traded with the ^D/C#flyer for an ^Bmantique silver s^Epoon And when ^Ashe got ^C#mhome she'd cook u^Apon the wooden ^A7stove And she'd ^Dgo to sleep and ^D/C#listen to the ^Bmwhispers of the ^Egrove At n^Dight she dreamed of places where she ^Alived when she was young ^F#mWhere the corn strip stretched for miles like a ^Agiant serpent's t^A7ongue ^DElectric lights and phone bells and ev^Aery light insane (') Like a ^F#mhundred thousand hungry miles ^Ameeting at her^E brain

^AI greet her in the^C#m morning when she w^Aakes up in my a^A7rms And I tell ^Dher that I ^D/C#love her and I'll ^Bmkeep her free from^E harm I ^Ahold her close she ^C#mmatters she is ^Aall the world to ^A7me Cause ^Dshe's my Antique ^D/C#Sandy and ^Bmshe's in love with ^Eme