IntroC#mF#mC#m
The lady comes to the gate
BC#m
Dressed in lavender and leather
C#m
Looking North to the sea
B
She finds the weather fine
A
She hears the steeple bells
AC#m
Ringing through the orchard all the way from town
BA
She watches seagulls fly
A
Silver on the ocean stitching through the waves
C#m
The edges of the sky
BmDA
Many people wander up the hills from all around you
E A7M E
Making up your memories and thinking they have found you
C#mG#mAE
They cover you with veils of wonder as if you were a bride
C#mG#mAE
Young men holding violets are curious to know if you have cried
AEAEAEAE
And tell you why and ask you why, either way you answer
E A7M E
Lace around the collars of the blouses of the ladies
E A7M E
Flowers from a Spanish friend of the family
C#mG#m A7M
The embroidery of your life holds you in and keeps you out
EC#mG#m
But you survive, imprisoned in your bones
A7M E
Behind the isinglass windows of your eyes
G#mC#mA
And in the night, the iron wheels rolling through the rain
AC#m
Down the hills through the long grass to the sea
G#mAm
And in the dark, the hard bells ringing with pain
AC#mB
Come away alone
C#mBC#m
Even now by the gate with your long hair blowing
B
And the colors of the day that lie along your arms
AB
You must barter your life to make sure you are living
A
And the crowd that has come, you give them the colors
AC#m
And the bells and the wind and the dream
E
Will there never be a prince
A7M E
Who rides along the sea and the mountains?
E A7M E
Scattering the sand and the foam into amethyst fountains
C#mG#mAE
Riding up the hills from the beach in the long summer grass
C#mG#mAE
Holding the sun in his hands and shattering the isinglass
BmDA
Day and night and day again and people come and go away forever
C#mG#mAE
While the shining summer sea dances in the glass of your mirror
C#mG#mAE
While you search the waves for love and your visions for a sign
C#mG#mAE
The knot of tears around your throat is crystallizing into your design
G#mC#mA
And in the night, the iron wheels rolling through the rain
AC#m
Down the hills through the long grass to the sea
G#mA
And in the dark, the hard bells ringing with pain
AC#m
Come away alone, come away alone with me
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.