Standard (EADGBE)
A black crow standing
On a sea of shells
She's blessed by magic
And the sound of libery's bells
I'll raise the curfew
And set by her door
& Riff 1
She's been through this world before
the chords are the same for the second verse.
Verse 3
She's giving me questions
And quizzical looks
She tears up my papers
And burns all my books
They gave her nothing
She didn't already know
& Riff 1
She's getting ready to go