Leonard Cohen - Sing another song boys

Ah, his ^Gfingernails, I ^Csee the^Gy're broken ^CHis ships: they're all on f^Gire ^AmThe moneylender's lovely little daughter Ah,^G she's eaten, she's ea^Cten^G with desire ^DShe spies him through the gl^Emasses From the pa^Dwnshops of he^Cr wicked fa^Gther ^DShe hails him with a m^Emicrophone That some poor si^Dnger-just like^C me-had to l^Geave her ^AmShe tempts him with a cl^Garinet ^EmShe waves a Nazi ^Ddagger ^GShe f^Cind^Gs him lying in a heap ^GShe w^Cant^Gs to be his woman ^CHe says, "Yes, I just might go to sleep But kin^Gdly leave, leave the future,^C le^Gave it open." ^AmHe stands where it is steep Oh I ^Gguess he thinks that he's the^C ve^Gry first one ^DHis hand upon his leather^Em belt now Like it was th^De wheel of some b^Cig ocean li^Gner ^DAnd she will learn to touch hers^Emelf so well As all the s^Dails burn d^Cown like p^Gaper ^AmAnd he has lit the ch^Gain ^EmOf his famous ciga^Drillo ^GAh, they'll never, they'll never eve^Cr reach the ^Gmoon ^GAt leas^Ct n^Got the one that we're after ^AmIt's floating broken on the open sea, look out there, my friends And it ca^Grri^Ces n^Go survivors ^DBut let's leave these lovers w^Emondering Why th^Dey cannot ha^Cve each ot^Gher ^DAnd let's sing another song^Em, boys This one has ^Dgrown ^Cold and bi^Gtter

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