Bob Dylan

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         G     D       C  D
Oh, the gentlemen are talking
         G        D              C    G
and the midnight moon is on the riverside,
They're drinking up and walking
and it is time for me to slide.
D           C      D
I live in another world
D                         C   D
where life and death are memorized,
Where the earth is strung with lovers' pearls
and all I see are dark eyes.

A cock is crowing far away
and another soldier's deep in prayer,
Some mother's child has gone astray,
she can't find him anywhere.
But I can hear another drum beating
for the dead that rise,
Whom nature's beast fears as
they come and all I see are dark eyes.

They tell me to be discreet for
all intended purposes,
They tell me revenge is sweet
and from where they stand, I'm sure it is.
But I feel nothing for their game
where beauty goes unrecognized,
All I feel is heat and flame and
all I see are dark eyes.

Oh, the French girl, she's in paradise
and a drunken man is at the wheel,
Hunger pays a heavy price to the falling gods
of speed and steel.
Oh, time is short and the days
are sweet and passion rules the arrow that flies,
A million faces at my feet but
all I see are dark eyes.