Field Commander Cohen

#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author’s own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study scholarship or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# Date: Sat 3 Jan 1998 20:16:24 -0700 (MST) > Subject: CRD:c/cohen_leonard/field_commander_cohen.crd tabbed by Tullia Dymarz Instructions: CAPO 5 strum each of the x’s (*) indicates the chord should be played in this manner:              e-----0---0--|-----1---1---| b-----1---1--|-----3---3---| g---2---2---2|---2---2---2-| d------------|-0-----------| a-0----------|-------------| E------------|-------------| Field Commander Cohen - New Skin for the Old Ceremony C x x x x x x x   Field Commander Cohen he was our most important spy. F x       x  x   x    x  x x   Wounded in the line of duty    parachuting acid into    diplomatic cocktail parties   urging Fidel Castro to abandon fields and castles.           Bb  x    x  x   Dm   Leave it all and like a man come back to nothing special such as waiting rooms and ticket lines silver bullet suicides and messianic ocean tides and racial roller-coaster rides and other forms of boredom advertised as poetry.        (just the bottom note)    I know you need your sleep now    I know your life’s been hard.    But many men are falling where you promised to stand guard. I never asked    but I heard you cast your lot along with the poor. F     x      x x x     x    x  x   But then I overheard your prayer Dm     x      x    x   x  x   x  x   that you be this and nothing more   than just some grateful faithful woman’s    favourite singing x  x  x  x millionaire the patron Saint of envy     and the grocer of despair working for the Yankee Dollar. I know you need your sleep now ... Ah lover come and lie with me if my lover is who you are F    x  x    x   x    x    x   x  Dm x      x  x   x    x   x  x  and be your sweetest self awhile  until I ask for more my child. Then let the other selves be wrong yeah let them manifest and come F     x     x     x  Cm x   x  x  till every taste is on the tongue Bb    x       x       x   Dm   x  x   x  till love is pierced and love is hung Bb   x     x    x  Dm  x   x  x  and every kind of freedom done then oh my love oh my love oh my love...