| Song Name: | Milanese Waltz/Marie Flore | By: | Joan Baez |
| Posted By: | franco | Difficulty: | Beginner |
| Key: | C | Genre: | Folk |
| Harp Type: | Diatonic | ||
| Created: | 2009-07-31 21:07:00 | Modified: | 2009-07-31 22:07:54 |
| Song: | 3 5 3 5 5 -5 6 6 -5 5 -4
Marie, Marie Flore was a small girl of ten 4 4 4 4 4 -4 4 5 5 whom I met in the south end of France 3 5 5 -5 6 6 -5 5 -4 4 Stepping out of a crowd was the daughter 4 -4 4 4 -4 4 4 4 of someone with flowers for me 4 4 -4 4 5 5 we were friends at a glance 6 6 6 6 -6 She spoke no English -7 7 -7 -6 6 -5 5 -4 but sat by my side in the car 6 6 6 6 -6 -7 7 Pointing out places enroute -7 -6 6 -5 5 -4 to the village of Arles Marie, Marie Flore came to table that night as I dined in an ancient hotel The room was all fitted with things from the seventeenth century and they suited her well She would eat nothing but sat in her chair like a queen And laughed at my French but seemed always to know what I mean Marie, Marie Flore came to hear me that night when I sang for the people of Arles She stood back in the shadows of a ruined arena, her frame in my mind was never too far In the rush that did follow, I found she was holding my hand And ushering me through an evening the elders had planned Marie, Marie Flore, I will always remember your eyes, your smile, and your grace The gold that flowed with your laughter remain to enlighten the image I have of your face For I have seen children whose faces are wiser than time And you, my Marie, are most certainly one of that kind Marie, Marie Flore, all the odds say I'll see you again, by plan or by chance But if not, you'll be there when I'm dreaming of rain over Paris, or sun in the south end of France Marie, Marie, Marie Flore... |
