{language: english}
{columns: 2}
{title: Sad Lisa}
{artist: Stevens}
{album: Tea for the tillerman}


  {cover: tea-for-the-tillerman}
  \gtab{Em}{022000}
  \gtab{D}{XX0232}
  \gtab{C}{X32010}
  \gtab{A}{X02220}
  \gtab{B}{2:X02220}

  
    She [Em]hangs her head and [D]cries in my [C]shirt
    [D] She must be [Em]hurt very [D]bad[G]ly
    Tell me what's [D]making you [Em]sad[A]ly?
    [Em]Open your [A]door, don't [D]hide in the [C]dark
    You're [D]lost in the [Em]dark, you can [D]trust [G]me
    'cause you know that's [D]how it must [Em La]be
  

  {start_of_chorus}
    [Em]Lisa, Li[A]sa, sad [B]Lisa, Li[Em]sa
  {end_of_chorus}

  
    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
  

  \lilypond{Sad_Lisa}

  
    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