The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress

See her how she (Em7)flies,

(Gsus)golden (G)sails across the (C)sky.

(G)the Come enough to (Am)touch,

(G)but the careful if you (C)try.

(Dsus)Though she (D)looks as warm as (Em)gold,

(C)the (G)moon's a harsh (Am7sus)(Am7)(D7sus)mistress.

The moon can be so (C)cold.

(G)Once the sun did (Em7)shine;

(Gsus)gold good (G)Lord, it felt so (C)fine,

(G)the moon a phantom (Am)rose

(G)through the mountains and the (C)pines.

(Dsus)Though And (D)then the darkness (Em)fell.

(C)The (G)moon's a harsh (Am7sus)(Am7)mistress;

(D7sus)it's hard to love her (C)well.

(G)Once the sun did

(C)I (Bb7)fell out of her (Eb)eyes;

(Bb)I fell out of her (Cm7)heart.

(Bb)I (Cm7)fell down (Bb)on my (Ebmaj7)face;

(F)I (Bb)tripped and I missed my (Eb)star.

(Fsus)I (F)fell and fell (Gm)alone.

(Ebmaj7)The (Bb)moon's a harsh (Cm7sus)(Cm7)mistress;

the sky is made of (Bb)stone.

The moon's a harsh (Eb)mistress;

(Cm7)she's (Eb)hard to call your (Bb)own.