Townes van Zandt - She came and she touched me

She c^Came and she ^Ftouched ^Cme w^Gith ^Chands made of ^Fhea^Cven^G Refl^Emections sent sp^Finnin' through a face laced in m^Cist.

Now I stand where she ^Fleft ^Cme bu^Gried ^Cdeep 'neath her ^Fsh^Cad^Gow And m^Emirror pleads s^Fadly has it all come to t^Chis'

And I ^Gwonder, will she ^Fcall my n^Game' ^G7 Where the w^Cind careens ^Fmad^Cly t^Ghrough ^Cwide windows ^Fpanel^Cess^G

^EmFragrances m^Fingle in a room full of ^Cshade The peons pick ^Fpartn^Cers ^Gand w^Caltz 'cross the ^Fcei^Cling^G

But the v^Emiolins w^Fhisper, "have I been^C betrayed'" ^GTryin' not to l^Fook as^Ghamed. ^G7

Where the d^Crunkards drink ^Fdee^Cply ^Gfrom ^Ccups full of no^Fth^Cin'^G It's ^Emghost-lover's l^Faugh at the games that they ^Cplay

While the moments do ^Fsumm^Cers^Gaults ^Cinto et^Fer^Cni^Gty ^EmCling to their c^Foat-tails and beg them to s^Ctay

^GSayin', " I ^Fgot nothin'^G to hide&q^G7uot;. Where i^Cllusions proj^Fect^Ced ^Gon w^Calls made of t^Fif^Cfa^Gny

^EmMad minu^Fets to a sad satin s^Cong The harlequin m^Fand^Col^Gins ^Charmonize h^Felple^Cssly^G

^EmHoping that e^Fndlessly won't last for ^Clong ^GPrayin' that their g^Fod ain't d^Gied. ^G7

Then I t^Curn and I s^Fee ^Cher ^Gin a dr^Cess made of ^Fmoonl^Cight^{G Em}Teardrops like d^Fiamonds slide slow down her f^Cace

And her arms they surr^Found ^Cme l^Gike c^Chains made of ^Fvel^Cvet^G And the ^Emdemons fall f^Faithfully into their p^Clace

And the r^Givers ^Frun with j^Gewels. ^G7 Now the m^Corning lies ^Fope^Cn, t^Ghe n^Cight went quite ^Fquick^Cly ^G

^EmMemory ha^Frmlessly fractures and f^Cades All the poets do p^Fush-^Cups ^Gon c^Carpets of ^Frubb^Cer f^Goam

^EmLoudly they l^Faugh at some joke that's been m^Cade And the w^Gise men s^Fpeak like ^Gfools. ^G7