Peter Rowan - Angel island

My paper ^Ambride came all the way from ^Dm/FChina, Golden ^GGate San Francisco ^Ambay, spent a ^Amlifetime on Angel ^Dm/FIsland, waiting ^Gfor our wedding ^Amday.

There's a f^Amortune on Golden ^Dm/FMountain, I staked my ^Gclaim there in the ^Amfog, (?) I left my ^Ambride on Angel I^Dm/Fsland, She wrote these ^Gwords there on the ^Amwall.

^FOne more ^Glifetime, ^Fone more ^Glifetime, ^FOne more ^Glifetime^E7 lovin' ^Amyou.

Workin' the ^Amgold fields in the high S^Dm/Fierra, Early s^Gnow began to f^Amall, Burried ^Amtreasure for my ^Dm/Fdarling, Under the r^Gedwood trees so^Am tall.

Snowed in all ^Amwinter on golden ^Dm/Fmountain, When I ^Greturned late in the ^Amspring, My bride was ^Amgone from Angel ^Dm/FIsland, No one knew ^Gwhere, no one knew ^Amwhen.

^FOne more ^Glifetime, ^Fone more ^Glifetime, ^FOne more ^Glifetime^E7 lovin' ^Amyou.

Now I live my ^Amlife like a Chinese ^Dm/Fpainting, Shadows ^Gwash against the ^Amsky, Empty ^Ambrushstrokes for my ^Dm/Fdarling, We never ^Gsaid our last ^Amgoodbye.

^FOne more ^Glifetime, ^Fone more ^Glifetime, ^FOne more ^Glifetime^E7 lovin' ^Amyou.