A                            D
The ladies in my dreams are so obliging
     E            D                   A  E
They come on down to do the things I need
         A                               D
Whether skies are calm or cut apart by lightning
        E               D            A E
They're always there to minister to me
   F#m               D                    A
And at the break of dawn, they're sweetly shining
 F#m            D                  E
and at quiet of midnight, cold and dim
                     D
they say "Don't harm him"

[this pattern continues for the rest of the song]