Chords for Leonard Cohen - Joan of Arc

I mean, I know that a lot of my love of music comes [B] from my mother, who had a lovely voice.
[F#m] _
She was Russian and she sang songs around the house.
And I know that those [A] changes, those melodies, touched me very much.
And that's certainly been fun too.
She [E] would sing with us.
I'd take my guitar to a [B] restaurant with my friends and my mother would come and [E]
we'd
often sing all night. _ _ _ _
Now the flame may follow [B]
Joan of Arc as [A] she came riding _ through [E] the dark.
_ No [F#]
moon to _ [B] keep her armor bright and no [F#m] man to get her through this [E] very dark _ [B] and smoky night.
[B] _
_ _ _ _ _ She [E]
said, I'm [B] tired of the wars.
_ [A] _ I want the kind of work [E] I had before.
_ [F#] With a wedding dress of [B] something white [F#] to wear upon [E] my swollen _ _ [B] _ _ appetizer. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ La la la la la, _ la la la [F#m] la la la la.
_ _ La la [A] la la la, _ _ _ _ _ _ la la la [E] la la _ _
_ _ [B] la la la la.
_ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Well I'm glad to hear [B] you talk this way.
You know I [A] watched you riding every single [E] day
_ _ [F#] And there's something in me that just [B] _ yearns to win
Such [F#] a cold, _ such [E] a very _ _ lonesome _ [B] _ heroine
_ _ _ _ _ Well [E] then who are you?
_ [B] She sternly spoke [A] _ to the [E] one beneath the smoke
Well, [F#] _ fire he [B] replied
_ And I love [F#] your solid
_ Oh, [E] _ _ _
I [B] love your pride _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ La la la, la la la, la la la, la la [F#m] _ la
_ _ La la [A] la, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ la la la, [E] la la la, la la la
[B] _ La la la, [E]
la la la, la _ _ _ _ la la
Well then fire, _ _ [B] make your body cold
[A] I'm gonna give [E] you mind and soul
[F#] And saying this, _ [B] she climbed inside
[F#] To be his [E] one, to be _ his [B] only _ bride
_ _ _ _ It [E] was deep into his [B] fiery heart
We took [A] the dove of [E] Joan of Arc
_ _ [F#] And high above all [B] these wedding guests
He hung [F#] the ashes _ of [E] her lovely _ _ [B] wedding dress _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ La la la, la la la, la la la, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ la la la
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
It was deep into his [B] fiery heart
We took the [A] dove _ _ of [E] our Joan of Arc
And [F#] then she clearly [B] understood
If he [F#] was fire, _ _ _ _ [E] _
she must [B] be wood _
_ And _ _ _ [E] I saw her wince, I [B] saw her cry _ _
[A] I saw the glory [E]
in her eyes
_ [F#] Myself I long [B] for love and light
But must it [F#] come so cruel
_ _ [E] _ Must it be [B] so, so bright
_ La _ _ _ _ _ _ la la, la la la, _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ la la la, [A] la la la _
La la la, [E] la la _ _ [B] la, _ la la la, la [E] la la _ _ _ _ _ _
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