Written by Leonard Cohen
A E Like a drunk in a midnight choir A A7 D I have tried in my way to be free A E7 A Like a worm on a hook A E Like a knight from some old fashioned book A A7 D I have saved all my ribbons for thee A E7 A A7 D If I, if I have been unkind, A Bm I hope that you can just let it go by Bm7 A A7 D If I, if I have been untrue A I hope you know it was never to you Bm Bm7 E Oh Like a baby, stillborn A E Like a beast with his horn A A7 D I have torn everyone who reached out for me A E7 A But I swear by this song A E And by all that I have done wrong A A7 D I will make it all up to thee A E7 A A7 D I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch A Bm He said to me, you must not ask for so much. Bm7 A A7 D And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door A She cried to me, hey, why not ask for more Bm Bm7 E Oh like a bird on the wire, A E Like a drunk in a midnight choir A A7 D A E D A I have tried in my way to be free.