INTRO Am F G
Am F G D Am
In the half-tone light of a young morning
C D E
she sighs and shifts on the pillow.
F G D F
And across her face dancing, the first shadows fly
G Am
to kiss the Pussy Willow.
Am F G D Am
In her fairy-tale world she's a lost soul singing
C D E
in a sad voice nobody hears.
F G D F
She waits in her castle of make-believing
G Am
for her white knight to appear.
Am C G
Pusy Willow --- down fur-lined avenue
Am F G
brushing the sleep from her young woman eyes.
Am G
Runs for the train --- see, eight o'clock's coming
F G D
cutting dreams down to size again.
REST THE SAME HALF TONE UP
Pussy Willow --- down fur-lined avenue
brushing the sleep from her young woman eyes.
Runs from the train. Hear her typewriter humming
cutting dreams down to size again.
She longs for the East and a pale dress flowing
an apartment in old Mayfair.
Or to fish the Spey, spinning the first run of Spring
or to die for a cause somewhere.
Pussy Willow --- down fur-lined avenue
brushing the sleep from her young woman eyes.
Runs from the train. Hear her typewriter humming
cutting dreams down to size again.