THE FRENCH GIRL - BOB DYLAN The Basement Tapes Capo 2nd fret: She laughed each time she called my name Made promises to meet a... [no, let's, let's put it down in ] No capo: [Three silver rings] ... on slim hands waiting Flash bright in candlelight till Sunday's early morn We found her room that rainy morning She took my hand through winding roads and led me home Some red French wine when later wating In her warm hideaway, she smiled and combed her hair We talked of all, we talked of nothing I left with promises to meet; she told me where. She laughed each time I asked her name Made promises to meet again But her friends down at the French caf Had no English words for me So you may find above the border A girl with silver rings ... [sudden stop] Take #2 Three silver rings on slim hands waiting Flash bright in candlelight till Sunday's early morn We found her room that rainy morning She took my hand through winding roads and led me home Some red French wine when later wating In her warm hideaway, she smiled and combed her hair We talked of all, we talked of nothing I left with promises to meet; she told me where. She laughed each time I asked her name Made promises to meet again But her friends down at the French caf Had no English words for me So you may find above the border A girl with silver rings, I never knew her name You're bound to lose, she's too much for you She'll leave you lost some rainy morn, you won't be the same you won't be the same
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