Lily of the West Bob Dylan
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When [Am]first I came to [C]Louis[G]ville, some [F]pleasure there to [Am]find,
A damsel there from [C]Lexing[G]ton was [F]pleasing to my [Am]mind.
Her [F]rosy cheeks, her ruby [G]lips, like [Am]arrows [/G]pierced my [Am]breast
The name she bore was [C]Flo[G]ra, the [F]Lily of the [Am]West.
(And the name she bore was [C]Flo[G]ra, the [F]Lily of the [Am]West.)
I courted lovely Flora, some pleasure for to find,
But she turned unto another man, which sore distressed my mind.
She robbed me of my liberty, deprived me off my rest --
Then go, my lovely Flora, the Lily of the West.
(Then go, my lovely Flora, the Lily of the West.)
'Way down in yonder shady grove, a man of high degree
Conversing with my Flora there, which seemed so strange to me.
And the answer that she gave to him, it sore did me opress
I was betrayed by Flora, the Lily of the West.
(I was betrayed by Flora, the Lily of the West.)
I stepped up to my rival, dagger in my hand.
I seized him by the collar, and boldly made him stand.
Being mad by desperation, I pierced him through the breast
All this for lovely Flora, the Lily of the West.
(All this for lovely Flora, the Lily of the West.)
I had to stand my trial, I had to make my plea;
They placed me in the witness box, and then commenced on me.
Although she swore my life away, deprived me of my rest
Still I love my faithless Flora, the Lily of the West.
(Still I love my faithless Flora, the Lily of the West.)
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