\songcolumns{2}
\beginsong{Sad Lisa}[by=Cat Stevens,cov=tea-for-the-tillerman]

\cover
\gtab{Mim}{022000}
\gtab{Ré}{XX0232}
\gtab{Do}{X32010}
\gtab{La}{X02220}
\gtab{Si}{2:X02220}

\beginverse
She \[Mim]hangs her head and \[Ré]cries in my \[Do]shirt,
\[Ré] She must be \[Mim]hurt very \[Ré]bad\[Sol]ly.
Tell me what's \[Ré]making you \[Mim]sad\[La]ly ?
\[Mim]Open your \[La]door, don't \[Ré]hide in the \[Do]dark,
You're \[Ré]lost in the \[Mim]dark, you can \[Ré]trust \[Sol]me
'cause you know that's \[Ré]how it must \[Mim La]be.
\endverse

\beginchorus
\[Mim]Lisa, Li\[La]sa, sad \[Si]Lisa, Li\[Mim]sa.
\endchorus

\beginverse
Her eyes like windows tricklin' rain,
Upon her pain getting deeper.
Though my love wants to relieve her.
She walks alone from wall to wall,
Lost in a hall, she can't hear me,
Though I know she likes to be near me.
\endverse


\beginverse
She sits in a corner by the door.
There must be more I can tell her,
If she really wants me to help her,
I'll do what I can to show her the way.
And maybe one day I will free her,
Though I know no one can see her.
\endverse

\endsong