So Long, Marianne
Leonard Cohen / Songs of Leonard Cohen (1967)
A | Bm | D | A | |
Come | over to the window, my little | darling, | I'd like to try to read your | palm. |
G | D | F#m | E | Esus4 | E | |
I used to think I was some kind of | Gypsy boy, | Before I let you take me | home. |
E7 | A | F#m | |
So long, Marianne, | it's time that we began to |
E | Esus4 | E | E7 | E | Esus4 | E | E7 | A | Asus4 | A | Asus4 | A | |
Laugh | and | cry | and | cry | and | laugh a | bout it all a | gain. |
Well you know that I love to live with you, but you make me forget so very much. |
I forget to pray for the angels and then the angels forget to pray for us. |
So long, Marianne, it's time that we began to |
Laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again. |
We met when we were almost young, deep in the green lilac park. |
You held on to me like I was a crucifix, as we went kneeling through the dark. |
So long, Marianne, it's time that we began to |
Laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again. |
Your letters they all say that you're beside me now, Then, why do I feel alone? |
I'm standing on a ledge and your fine spider web is fastening my ankle to a stone. |
So long, Marianne, it's time that we began to |
Laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again. |
For now I need your hidden love, I'm cold as a new razor blade. |
You left when I told you I was curious, I never said that I was brave. |
So long, Marianne, it's time that we began to |
Laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again. |
Oh, you are really such a pretty one; I see you've gone and changed your name again. |
And just when I climbed this whole mountainside, to wash my eyelids in the rain! |
So long, Marianne, it's time that we began to |
Laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again. |
Oh your eyes, well I forgot Your eyes; Your body's at home in every sea. |
How come you gave away your news to everyone, that you said was a secret for me. |
So long, Marianne, it's time that we began to |
laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again. |
If you leave, where will I keep you then? In my heart as some men say. |
But I who was born to love everyone, why should I keep you so far away? |
So long, Marianne, it's time that we began to |
laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again. |