Lily Of The West - arranged by Bob Dylan



     Am              C    G
When first I came to Louisville
     F                 Am
Some pleasure there to find
                    C     G
A damsel there from Lexington
    F              Am
Was pleasing to my mind
    F                G
Her rosy cheeks, her ruby lips
     Am
Like arrows pierced my breast
                          C   G
And the name she bore was Flora
    F           Am
The Lily Of The West

I courted lovely Flora
Some pleasure there to find
She turned unto another man
Which sore distressed my mind
She robbed me of my liberty
Deprived me of my rest
Still I love my faithless Flora
The Lily Of The West

Down in yonder shady grove
A man of lowly breed
Conversing with my flower
It seemed so strange to me
And the answer that she gave to him
It sore did me oppress
I was betrayed by Flora
The Lily Of The West

I stepped up to my rival
My dagger in my hand
I grabbed him by the collar and
I boldly made him stand
Being mad to desperation
I pierced him in the breast
And all for lovely Flora
The Lily Of The West

I had to stand my trial
I had to make my plea
The placed me in the criminal box
And them commenced on me
Although she swore my life away
Deprived me of my rest
I love my faithless Flora
The Lily Of The West