New Skin for the Old Ceremony:

Field Commander Cohen

written by Leonard Cohen


Capo 5th fret

Intro: C

C                                  G               Bb
Field Commander Cohen, he was our most important spy
F
Wounded in the line of duty
Dm                   C            Gm
Parachuting acid into diplomatic cocktail parties
Bb                       F                 Cm
Urging Fidel Castro to abandon fields and castles
         Bb              Dm
Leave it all and like a man
      Bb               Dm
Come back to nothing special
         Am
Such as waiting rooms and ticket lines
Dm             Am
Silver bullet suicides
   Dm         Am
And messianic ocean tides
   Dm              Am
And racial roller-coaster rides
    Bb                           A               /e (bass)
And other forms of boredom advertised as poetry
Bm                    D
I know you need your sleep now
    A
I know your life's been hard
Bm                D
But many men are falling
            A
Where you promised to stand guard
   C                                     G                  Bb
I never asked but I heard you cast your lot along with the poor
F
But then I overheard your prayer
    Dm
That you be this and nothing more
    C                    Gm             Bb
Than just some grateful faithful woman's favourite singing millionaire
     F              Cm             Bb          Dm
The patron Saint of envy and the grocer of despair
 E                      A      /e (bass)
Working for the Yankee Dollar
Bm                    D
I know you need your sleep now
    A
I know your life's been hard
Bm                D
But many men are falling
            A
Where you promised to stand guard
     C                                 G               Bb
Ah, lover come and lie with me, if my lover is who you are
F                                   Dm
And be your sweetest self awhile until I ask for more, my child
    C               Gm                  Bb
Then let the other selves be wrong, yeah, let them manifest and come
     F              Cm
Till every taste is on the tongue
      Bb                  Dm
Till love is pierced and love is hung
    Bb              Dm
And every kind of freedom done, then
Am     F    Am     F    Am     F
Oh my love, oh my love, oh my love
Am     F    Am     F    Am     F
Oh my love, oh my love, oh my love...