Capo 4th Fret
A [Am]man came across this old tower one day,
It was [G]straight like from a book he once [C]read
He [Am]lifted his head up and saw this young lady
And [G]here's what the lady [E]said:
[Am]Moi je [G]m'appelle [Fmaj7]Mademoiselle Noir,
Et [Am]comme vous [G]pouvez le [F]voir
Je [G]ne [C]souris, ni [E]ris, ni [F]vis
Et [F]c'est tout [G]ce q'uelle a [Am]dit....
[E] [Am] [E] [Am]
deedeedeedee...
The [Am]man was so scared, he could only run away.
He [G]ran to the town and then [C]said,
"I [Am]just saw a lady with the longest dark hair,
And I [G]think she's a living [E]dead."
The [Am]people, so scared, took their guns and their swords.
They [G]ran to the tower and [C]then
They [Am]saw the pale lady and felt the great fear
When they [G]heard how she said it [E]again:
[Am]Moi je [G]m'appelle [Fmaj7]Mademoiselle Noir,
Et [Am]comme vous [G]pouvez le [F]voir
Je [G]ne [C]souris, ni [E]ris, ni [F]vis
Et [F]c'est tout [G]ce q'uelle a [Am]dit....
[E] [Am] [E] [Am]
deedeedeedee...
The [Am]people, they knew what this all was about.
She was [G]clearly a demon from [C]hell.
They [Am]decided to set her long hair on fire,
In the [G]end it would burn her as [E]well.
But the [Am]lady was no demon, she was a lone soul,
Just [G]like in that book they once [C]read,
Still [Am]waiting for her prince while her hair was on fire,
The [G]one last time she [E]said:
[Am]Moi je [G]m'appelle [Fmaj7]Mademoiselle Noir,
Et [Am]comme vous [G]pouvez le [F]voir
Je [G]ne [C]souris, ni [E]ris, ni [F]vis
Et [F]c'est tout [G]ce q'uelle a [Am]dit....
It was [G]straight like from a book he once [C]read
He [Am]lifted his head up and saw this young lady
And [G]here's what the lady [E]said:
[Am]Moi je [G]m'appelle [Fmaj7]Mademoiselle Noir,
Et [Am]comme vous [G]pouvez le [F]voir
Je [G]ne [C]souris, ni [E]ris, ni [F]vis
Et [F]c'est tout [G]ce q'uelle a [Am]dit....
[E] [Am] [E] [Am]
deedeedeedee...
The [Am]man was so scared, he could only run away.
He [G]ran to the town and then [C]said,
"I [Am]just saw a lady with the longest dark hair,
And I [G]think she's a living [E]dead."
The [Am]people, so scared, took their guns and their swords.
They [G]ran to the tower and [C]then
They [Am]saw the pale lady and felt the great fear
When they [G]heard how she said it [E]again:
[Am]Moi je [G]m'appelle [Fmaj7]Mademoiselle Noir,
Et [Am]comme vous [G]pouvez le [F]voir
Je [G]ne [C]souris, ni [E]ris, ni [F]vis
Et [F]c'est tout [G]ce q'uelle a [Am]dit....
[E] [Am] [E] [Am]
deedeedeedee...
The [Am]people, they knew what this all was about.
She was [G]clearly a demon from [C]hell.
They [Am]decided to set her long hair on fire,
In the [G]end it would burn her as [E]well.
But the [Am]lady was no demon, she was a lone soul,
Just [G]like in that book they once [C]read,
Still [Am]waiting for her prince while her hair was on fire,
The [G]one last time she [E]said:
[Am]Moi je [G]m'appelle [Fmaj7]Mademoiselle Noir,
Et [Am]comme vous [G]pouvez le [F]voir
Je [G]ne [C]souris, ni [E]ris, ni [F]vis
Et [F]c'est tout [G]ce q'uelle a [Am]dit....
