Chords:
{title: She Sits On The Table}
{key: C}
{artist: Tom Paxton}
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7p1P7jNjmX8
{c: Thanks to the brilliant Martyn "Eek" Cooper}
[C] She sits on the table in a [G] dress made of paper,
Diplomas all over the [C] wall.…
One university, [G] one school of medicine,
She's overwhelmed by it [C] all.
The [C7] nurse is all sympathy, [F] voice of experience,
[D7] Let's have a look at that [G] eye.
It's [C] going to look bad for a [G] week, maybe more.
Go on, darling, it's all right to [C] cry.
[C] How can I leave him, she is crying,
What could I do, where would I [G] go?
He didn't mean it, he will change someday
Oh, God, how he used to love me [C] so. [G] [C]
The doctor is busy, his [G] manner professional,
She finds she must look at the [C] floor.
He looks at her eye, at her [G] ribs and her arm,
And it seems every last inch is [C] sore.
The [C7] doctor is handsome, he [F] smells of cologne,
And his [D7] figure's athletically [G] slim.
He [C] speaks disapprovingly, [G] what did you do
To deserve such a beating from [C] him?
[C] How can I leave him, she is crying,
What could I do, where would I [G] go?
He didn't mean it, he will change someday
Oh, God, how he used to love me [C] so. [G] [C]
The policeman is waiting out-[G]side in the corridor,
He speaks to her as to a [C] child.
He's friends with her husband, he's [G] angry with her,
And he asks if there'll be charges [C] filed.
She [C7] says she's not sure, she needs [F] time to recover,
She [D7] feels beaten down in dis-[G]grace.
The po-[C]liceman asks isn't she [G] secretly glad
For a man who'll keep her in her [C] place?
[C] How can I leave him, she is crying,
What could I do, where would I [G] go?
He didn't mean it, he will change someday
Oh, God, how he used to love me [C] so. [G] [C]
[G] He didn't mean it, he will change someday
Oh, God, how he used to love me [C] so
