Chords for Phil Ochs - Flower Lady (Live)

_ _ _ [F#] _ _ So much calls for the violent overthrow of the government.
[B] I'm only kidding.
Get that?
_ [F#]
They're all [B] around us, just trying to [F#] prove a point here.
_ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
Millionaires and paupers walk the hungry street.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ [B] Rich and [F#] poor [D#m] companions [C#] of the restless feet.
_ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ [A#m] _ Strangers [B] in a foreign [A#m] land _ strike a match [B] with a trembling [G#] hand.
_ [A#m] Learn [D#m] too much to ever [C#] understand. _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [C#] But _ [B] _ nobody's buying [C#] _ flour _ [F#] _ from the flour lady.
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] Lovers [F#] quarrel, snarl away [F#] their happiness. _ _ _ _
_ Kisses crumble in a [C#] web of loneliness.
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [A#m] _
It's written [B] by the poison pen. _
Voices [B] break before they bend.
[A#m] _
Door is [D#m] slammed, it's over _ [C#] once again.
_ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] But [B] _
_ nobody's [C#] buying _ flour _
[F#] _ from the [G#] flour [F#] lady. _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ Poets _ agonize, they cannot find the word.
_ _ _ And the stone stares at the sculptor, [C#m] asks, are you observed?
[F#] _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ Painter [B] paints his brushes black.
[A#m] _ Through the canvas [B]
runs a crack.
_ Portrait [D#m] of the paint never [C#] answers _ back.
[G#] _
_ _ [B] But _ _ [C#] nobody's buying flour [F#] _ _ _ [B] from the flour [F#] lady.
[B] _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] Feeble-aged _ people [F#] almost to [B] their knee. _ _ _
[F#] _ Complain [B] about the present _ [D#m]
using [C#] memory.
_ _ [F#] _ _ _
[A#m] _ Never [B] found their pot of [G#]
gold.
[A#m] _ [B] Wrinkled hands pound weary [A#m] holes.
Each line [D#m] screams out, you're old.
[B] _
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ [B] And _ nobody's [C#] buying flour _ [F#] _ from the flour lady. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ And the flour lady hobbles home without a cent. _ _ _ _
_ Tattered shreds of petals leave [C#] a fading _ trace.
[F#] _ _ [D#] _
_ [A#m] Not a [B] pause to hold the [A#m] rose.
Even [B] she no longer [A#m] knows.
The lamb [G#] calls out, [D#m] the evening [B] now is [C#] close. _ _ _ _
Still _ _ _ nobody's [C#] buying flour _ _ [F#] from the [F#] flour lady.
_ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [G#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _