Death of a Ladies‘ Man

Intro: F . . . |G . . . |Gm . C . |Bb . F . | 
       F . . . |G . . . |Gm . C . |Bb . F . | 
       F . . . |F . 
 
        F                               G 
Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread 
    Gm          C              Bb               F 
"I never even knew how much I wanted you," she said 
     F                                   G 
His muscles they were numbered and his style was obsolete 
    Gm           C                    Bb              F 
"O baby, I have come too late." She knelt beside his feet 
 
"I‘ll never see a face like yours in years of men to come 
I‘ll never see such arms again in wrestling or in love." 
And all his virtues burning in the smokey Holocaust 
She took unto herself most everything her lover lost 
 
Dm 
Now the master of this landscape he was standing there at the view 
         Gm 
With a sparrow of St. Francis that he was preaching to 
     Am 
She beckoned to the sentry of his high religious mood 
                 Gm               /f#                F           C      F 
She said, "I‘ll make a place between my legs, I‘ll show you solitude." 
 
He offered her an orgy in a many mirrored room 
He promised her protection for the issue of her womb 
She moved her body hard against a sharpened metal spoon 
She stopped the bloody rituals of passage to the moon 
 
She took his much admired oriental frame of mind 
And the heart-of-darkness alibi his money hides behind 
She took his blonde madonna and his monastery wine 
"This mental space is occupied and everything is mine." 
 
He tried to make a final stand beside the railway track 
She said, "The art of longing‘s over and it‘s never coming back." 
She took his tavern parliament, his cap, his cocky dance 
She mocked his female fashions and his working-class moustache 
 
The last time that I saw him he was trying hard to get 
A woman‘s education but he‘s not a woman yet 
And the last time that I saw her she was living with some boy 
Who gives her soul an empty room and gives her body joy 
 
So the great affair is over but whoever would have guessed 
It would leave us all so vacant and so deeply unimpressed 
It‘s like our visit to the moon or to that other star 
I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far 
 
It‘s like our visit to the moon or to that other star 
I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far 
 
It‘s like our visit to the moon or to that other star 
I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far 
 
 
 
Guitarist-friendly version 
Capo 5th fret 
 
Intro: C . . . |D . . . |Dm . G . |F . C . | 
       C . . . |D . . . |Dm . G . |F . C . | 
       C . . . |C . 
 
        C                               D 
Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread 
    Dm          G              F                C 
"I never even knew how much I wanted you," she said 
     C                                   D 
His muscles they were numbered and his style was obsolete 
    Dm           G                    F               C 
"O baby, I have come too late." She knelt beside his feet 
 
... 
 
Am 
Now the master of this landscape he was standing there at the view 
         Dm 
With a sparrow of St. Francis that he was preaching to 
     Em 
She beckoned to the sentry of his high religious mood 
                 Dm               /c#                C           G      C 
She said, "I‘ll make a place between my legs, I‘ll show you solitude." 
 
...