Judy Collins - Albatross

^C#mThe lady comes to the gate^{C#m B}Dressed in lavender and ^C#mleather ^C#mLooking North to the sea ^BShe finds the weather fine She hears the ste^Aeple bells Rin^Aging through the orchard all the way from ^C#mtown ^BShe watches seagulls f^Aly Si^Alver on the ocean stitching through the waves The edges of the sk^C#my Many p^Bmeople wander up the ^Dhills from all around ^Ayou Making^E up your memories and t^Amaj7hinking they have found^E you They co^C#mver you with ^G#mveils of ^Awonder as if you were a b^Eride Young m^C#men holding v^G#miolets are^A curious to know if you hav^Ee cried And t^Aell you w^Ehy and a^Ask you w^Ehy, e^Aithe^Er way you ^Aansw^Eer

^ELace around the collars of the b^Amaj7louses of the lad^Eies ^EFlowers from a Spanish f^Amaj7riend of the fam^Eily The e^C#mmbroidery of your ^G#mlife holds yo^Amaj7u in and keeps you out But you ^Esurvive, ^C#mimprisoned in your bo^G#mnes Behind the is^Amaj7inglass windows of your e^Eyes

^G#mAnd in the night, the ir^C#mon wheels roll^Aing through the rain Down the ^Ahills through the long gr^C#mass to the sea And in the dark, the h^G#mard bells rin^Aging with pain ^ACome away alone ^C#m

E^C#mven now by the g^Bate with your long hair bl^C#mowing And the colors of th^Be day that lie along your arms You must^A barter your life to make sure you are ^Bliving And the crowd that has^A come, you give them the colors ^AAnd the bells and the wind and the d^C#mream

^EWill there never be a prince ^Amaj7Who rides along the sea and the mou^Entains? ^EScattering the sand and the ^Amaj7foam into amethyst fou^Entains ^C#mRiding up the h^G#mills from the bea^Ach in the long summer ^Egrass ^C#mHolding the su^G#mn in his hands and^A shattering the isin^Eglass

^BmDay and night and day again and p^Deople come and go away ^Aforever While the s^C#mhining su^G#mmmer sea dances in the gla^Ass of your mi^Error While you se^C#march the^G#m waves for lo^Ave and your visions for a s^Eign The k^C#mnot of tears a^G#mround your throat is ^Acrystallizing into your d^Eesign

And in the ^G#mnight, the ir^C#mon wheels ro^Alling through the rain Down the h^Aills through the long grass ^C#mto the sea And in the dark, the ha^G#mrd bells ring^Aing with pain ^ACome away alone, come away alone with me ^C#m