Artist: Baez Joan
Well [Em]I'll be damned,
Here comes your [C]ghost again
But that's not un[G]usual
It's just that the [D]moon is full
And you happened to [Em]call
And here I sit,
Hand on the telephone
Hearing the voice I'd known
A couple of light years ago
Headed straight for a fall
As I remember your eyes
Were bluer than robin's eggs
My poetry was lousy you said
Where are you calling from
A booth in the Midwest
Ten years ago
I bought you some cufflinks
You brought me something
We both know what memories can bring
They bring Diamonds and Rust
[BRIDGE]
Now I [Bm]see you standing with brown leaves all around
And snow in your [Am]hair
Now we're [Bm]smiling out the window of the crummy hotel
Over Washington [Am]square
Our [C]breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the [G]air
Speaking [Fmaj7]strictly for me
We both could've died then and [G]there [B7]
Now you're telling me
You're not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You were so good with words
And at keeping things vague
Cause I need
Some of that vagueness
Now, it's all come back too clearly
Yes, I loved you dearly
And if you're offering me diamonds and rust
I've already paid
Here comes your [C]ghost again
But that's not un[G]usual
It's just that the [D]moon is full
And you happened to [Em]call
And here I sit,
Hand on the telephone
Hearing the voice I'd known
A couple of light years ago
Headed straight for a fall
As I remember your eyes
Were bluer than robin's eggs
My poetry was lousy you said
Where are you calling from
A booth in the Midwest
Ten years ago
I bought you some cufflinks
You brought me something
We both know what memories can bring
They bring Diamonds and Rust
[BRIDGE]
Now I [Bm]see you standing with brown leaves all around
And snow in your [Am]hair
Now we're [Bm]smiling out the window of the crummy hotel
Over Washington [Am]square
Our [C]breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the [G]air
Speaking [Fmaj7]strictly for me
We both could've died then and [G]there [B7]
Now you're telling me
You're not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You were so good with words
And at keeping things vague
Cause I need
Some of that vagueness
Now, it's all come back too clearly
Yes, I loved you dearly
And if you're offering me diamonds and rust
I've already paid
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