Diamonds and Rust

Joan Baez

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This song is in the key of F#, but I don't like playing it on such a
high-pitched harp.  I couldn't tab it an octave lower, and did not
want to tab it for a chromatic, so I just play it on a lower-pitched
harp as since the proper key is not important for private playing.

On other verses, you'll just have to match the syllables best you
can.

Verse:
 6    -7  -7   -7
Well I'll be damned

-8     8    -9    8   -7 -7
Here comes your ghost a-gain

-7   -7     7  -7 7  6 6
But that's not un-us-u-al

 6     6   -6   7   6   -5  -5
It's just that the moon is full

-4   4   -4  4    -3  4
And you hap-pened to call

 6   -7 -7 -7
And here I sit

 -8  8  -9  8  -7  -7
Hand on the te-le-phone

 -7   7 -7   7    6    6
Hear-ing a voice I'd known

6   6   -6  7    6    -5   5 -5
A coup- le of  light years a-go

 -4   4     -4     4 -3  4
Head-ing straight for a fall

6 -7 -7  -7 -7   -7   -7
As I re-mem-ber your eyes

-7   -8  8  -9    8  -7    -7
Were blu-er than rob-in's eggs

-7 -7 -6 -7 -7  -6 -5 -5   -5
My poet-ry was lou-sy you said

  6   -6   7   6  -5   -5
Where are you cal-ling from?

4  -5   4   4   4   4
A booth in the mid-west

-7   -7  -7 -7
Ten years a-go


-7   -8    8   -9    8   -7
I  bought you some cuff-links

-7    -6    -6  -6    6
You brought me some-thing

6   6    -6   7     6   -5  -5   -5
We both know what mem-‘ries can bring

 4    -4    5   -4   -3   4
They bring dia-monds and rust



Verse:
Well you burst on the scene
Already a legend
The unwashed phenomenon
The original vagabond
You strayed into my arms
And there you stayed
Temporarily lost at sea
The Madonna was yours for free
Yes the girl on the half-shell
Would keep you unharmed

Bridge:
 7  7 -8  -8   -8   -8
Now I see you stand-ing

 -8   -8     -8    -8  -8  -8  -8
With brown leaves fall-ing a-round

-8   -8  7   -7   7
And snow in your hair

-7    8     -8  -8  -8  -8   -8 -8
Now you're smil-ing out the win-dow

-8  -8   -8  7  -7  7
Of that crum-my ho-tel

-8 -8  -8   7  -7    7
O-ver Wash-ing-ton Square

 7    7     -7   -7   -7    -7
Our breath comes out white clouds

  -7 -7  -7   -7   7  -6   7
Ming-les and hangs in the air

  7    7    -7   -7 -7  -7
Speak-ing strict-ly for me

-7  -7   -7    -7   -7   7   -6   7
We both could have died then and there

Verse:
Now you're telling me
You're not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You who are so good with words
And at keeping things vague
Because I need some of that vagueness now
It's all come back too clearly
Yes I loved you dearly
And if you're offering me diamonds and rust
I've already paid

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