I've attempted to improve Ren Babcock's version. Not that it's perfect but this is what I could come up with. The song is transcribed from a live version found on 'No Direction Home'. Love this song, it's amazing, beyond words. :) Hope you like it. Capo 4th Fret Intro: C (or Csus2 C Csus4 C) C G F My love she speaks like silence, C G F Without ideals or violence, C She doesn't have to say she's faithful, Dm F G7 Yet she's true, like ice, like fire. C G F People carry roses, C G F Make promises by the hours, C My love she laughs like the flowers, F G7 C Valentines can't buy her. C G F In the dime stores and bus stations, C G F People talk of situations, C Read books, repeat quotations, Dm F G7 Draw conclusions on the wall. C G F Some speak of the future, C G F My love she speaks softly, C She knows there's no success like failure F G7 C And that failure's no success at all. C G F The cloak and dagger dangles, C G F Madams light the candles. C In ceremonies of the horsemen, Dm F G7 Even the pawn must hold a grudge. C G F Statues made of match sticks, C G F Crumble into one another, C My love winks, she does not bother, F G7 C She knows too much to argue or to judge. C G F The bridge at midnight trembles, C G F The country doctor rambles, C Bankers' nieces seek perfection, Dm F G7 Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring. C G F The wind howls like a hammer, C G F The night blows cold and rainy, C My love she's like some raven F G7 C At my window with a broken wing.
