Many A Fine Lady

Intro: verse 1 Well it's many a fine lady has walked along beside me With their flesh made of velvet and their eyes made of rain Well some tried to hold me, to hurt me, to hide me And some turned away, not to look back again verse 2 One stood among them, I remember most clearly Well her sorrows were heavy, and her laughter was slow Well I courted her gently, and I loved her most dearly And I came her majestic reflections to know verse 3 oh her words, like a mountain, stood lonely and lofty With her face like a daydream and her hair like the shawl Worn by a mourner, as he steals away softly From those that would have him mourn nothing at all verse 4 Oh, endlessly sorrow rode high on the north wind Slashing and slicing to take him his toll And endlessly creatures of darkness were cutting Their paths through the walls that shelter the soul Bridge Verse 5 Ah but no longer gypsy-like sadness unending Well her eyes - they lay hollow and her face petrified Well some will go laughing and others condemning Oh but who there among you could have told her goodbye? Outro