Gene Clark - The French Girl

      
 
 thank you Cheryl for thge lyrics
 
 Gene Clark The French Girl written by Ian Tyson
 
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 E            A    E/G# F#m E             B      
 Three silver rings  on slim hands waiting
                 E            A      E/G#           F#m 
 Flash bright in candlelight through Sunday's early morn
            A   E/G# F#m E            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   E/G# F#m E          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   E/G# F#m E         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/G# F#m E                  B  
 You're bound to lose,  she's too much for you
 E A E/G# F#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