• Song:

    Down From Dover

  • Artist:

    Lee Hazlewood

Down From Dover

D                                     C               G            D       
I know this dress I'm wearing doesn't hide the secret I have tried concealing
                                                     C    G        D
When he left he promised me that he'd be back by the time it was revealing
    C                                                                    D   
The sun behind a cloud just casts the crawling shadow O'er the fields of clover
		 		   C                  G               D  
And time is running out for me I wish that he would hurry down from Dover 
  
I’ve been gone so long when I left the snow was deep upon the ground 
And she has seen the spring and summer come and now the leaves are turning brown 
Ant any time a tiny face will show itself, the waiting's almost over 
But she won't have any name to give it if I don't hurry down from Dover 

My folks weren't understanding when they found out sent me from the home place 
My daddy said if folks found out he'd be ashamed to ever show his face 
My momma said I was a fool, she did not believe it when I told her 
That everything would be alright for soon he would be coming down from Dover 
 
Eb                                   C#          Ab             Eb     
She loved me more than anything, she could not refuse me when I needed me
				                C#           Ab    Eb     
She was the only one I'd loved and she did not believe that I was using her
   C#                                                                  Eb
He couldn't leave me here like this, I know it can't be so it can't be over 
                                            C#             Ab        Eb     
I wouldn't make me go through this alone, I will be coming down from Dover 

My body aches, the time is here, it's lonely in this place where I'm lyin' 
Our baby has been born but something's wrong, It's much too still hear no cryin' 
I guess in some strange way she knew she'd never have father's arms to hold her 
And dying was her way of telling me he wasn't coming down from Dover


 





by: José Duarte
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