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