Ian And Sylvia - The French Girl

      [Verse 1]
A            G Bm Em
Three silver rings
   D              A
On slim hands waving
                D            G
Flash bright in candle light
      Bm            Em
Till Sunday's early morn

[Verse 2]
A            G Bm Em
We found her room
     D           A
That rainy morning
            D                    G
She took my hand through winding roads
    Bm     Em
And led me home

[Verse 3]
     A          G Bm Em
Some red French wine
     D          A
When later waking
            D       G
In her warm hideaway
    Bm                    Em
She smiled and combed her hair

[Verse 4]
A            G Bm Em
We talked of all
   D               A
We talked of nothing
            D              G
I left with promises to meet
    Bm      Em
She told me where

[Bridge]
A                           D
But she laughed each time I asked her name
      A           D
Vague promises to meet again
       G                D
But her friends down at the French cafe
       A
Had no English words for me

[Verse 5]
A          G Bm Em
So you may find
  D           A
Above the border
            D
A girl with silver rings
G       Bm       Em
I never knew her name

[Verse 6]
A               G Bm Em
You're bound to lose
      D             A
She's too much for you
                 D               G
She'll leave you lost some rainy morn
    Bm           Em
You won't be the same
A                D
You won't be the same