Leonard Cohen

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G                      Em
The rain falls down on last year's man
         F                                C
That's a Jews harp on the table, that's a crayon in his hand.
        G                             Em
And the corners of the blue print are ruined since they rolled
    F                                              C
Far past the stems of thumb tacks that still throw shadows on the wood.
        F                    D          G               D
And the skylight is like the skin for a drum I'll never mend
    G                  Em                 F                    C
And all the rain falls down, Amen, on the works of last year's man.

G                                      Em
I met a lady, she was playing with her soldiers in the dark
    F                                         C
Oh, one by one she had to tell them that her name was Joan of Arc.
G                           Em
I was in that army, yes I stayed a little while
F                              C
I want to thank you Joan of Arc for treating me so well.
F                 D          G               D
And tho'  I wear a uniform I was not born to fight
          G                Em                  F                    C
All these wounded boys you lie beside; good night my friends, goodnight.

G                                 Em
I came upon a wedding that old fam'lies had contrived
F                        C
Bethlehem the bridegroom Babylon the bride.
G                                   Em
Great Babylon was naked Ah! she stood there trembling for me
F                                        C
And Bethlehem inflamed us both like the shy one at some orgy.
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And when we fell together all our flesh was like a veil
G                     Em                F             C
That I had to draw aside to see the serpent eat its tail.

G                                   Em
Some women wait for Jesus and some women wait for Cain
      F                        C
So I hang upon my altar and I hoist my axe again.
      G                                  Em
And I take the one who finds me back to where it all began
     F                            C
When Jesus was the honeymoon and Cain was just the man.
        F                  D               G                D
And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in blood an skin
          G            Em                 F             C
That the wilderness is gathering all its children back again.

G                       Em
The rain falls down on last year's man
F                           C
An hour has gone by and he has not moved his hand.
G                                Em
But everything will happen if he only gives the word
F                                 C
The lovers will rise up and the mountains touch the ground.
          F               D           G               D
But the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend
    G                   Em                 F                    C
And all the rain falls down, Amen, on the works of last year's man.

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