The French Girl
thank you Cheryl for thge lyrics
Gene Clark The French Girl written by Ian Tyson
EEus
E A EFEm B
Three silver rings on slim hands waiting
E A E/G# F#m
Flash bright in candlelight through Sunday's early morn
A EFEm B
We found a room that rainy morning
E A E/G# F#m
She took my hand through winding roads and led me home
A EFEm B
Some red French wine when later waking
E A E/G# F#m
In her warm hideaway, she smiled and combed her hair
B E
She laughed each time I asked her name
B E
Made promises to meet again
A G#m F#m E
But her friends down at the French caf
F#m B
Had no English words for me
A EFEm B
So you may find above the border
E A E/G# F#m
A girl with silver rings, I never knew her name
A E/GFEm B
You're bound to lose, she's too much for you
EAF#m#
She'll leave you lost one rainy morn, you won't be the same
B E
She laughed each time I asked her name
B E
Made promises to meet again
A G#m F#m E
But her friends down at the French caf
F#m B
Had no English words for me
From Gene Clark "Echoes"
Columbia Records