Joan of Arc
Leonard Cohen / Leonard Cohen: Songs of Love and Hate (1971)
| G | D |
| Now the flames they followed Joan of | Arc |
| C | G |
| As she came riding through the | dark. |
| A | D |
| No moon to keep her | armour bright, |
| A | G | D |
| No | man to get her through t | his (dark and) very smoky night. | |
| She said, "I'm tired of the war. | |
| I want the kind of work I had before, | |
| A wedding dress or something white | |
| To wear upon my swollen appetite." | |
| D/A | | D | Am |
| | La | la la, la la la, la la la la la | la, |
| | | C | G | D | G |
| | La la la la la | la, la la la la la | la, | la la la la la | la. |
| Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way, | |
| You know I've watched you riding every day. | |
| And something in me yearns to win | |
| Such a cold and lonesome heroine. | |
| "And who are you?" she sternly spoke | |
| To the one beneath the smoke. | |
| "Why, I'm fire," he replied | |
| "And I love your solitude, I love your pride." - La la la... | |
| "Then fire, make your body cold | |
| I'm going to give you mine to hold," | |
| Saying this she climbed inside | |
| To be his one, to be his only bride. | |
| And deep into his fiery heart | |
| He took the dust of Joan of Arc. | |
| And high above the wedding guests | |
| He hung the ashes of her wedding dress. - La la la... | |
| It was deep into his fiery heart | |
| He took the dust of Joan of Arc. | |
| And then she clearly understood: | |
| If he was fire, oh then she must be wood. | |
| I saw her wince, I saw her cry, | |
| I saw the glory in her eye. | |
| Myself I long for love and light, | |
| But must it come so cruel, and oh so bright? - La la la... | |
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