C F C Now the Swan it floated on the English riverC F C Ah the Rose of High Romance it opened wideE Am F/C A sun tanned woman yearned me through the summerG F C and the judges watched us from the other sideC F C I told my mother Mother I must leave youC F C preserve my room but do not shed a tearE Am F/C Should rumour of a shabby ending reach youG F C it was half my fault and half the atmosphereC F C But the Rose I sickened with a scarlet feverC F C and the Swan I tempted with a sense of shameE Am F/C She said at last I was her finest loverG F C and if she withered I would be to blameC F C The judges said you missed it by a fractionC F C rise up and brace your troops for the attackE Am F/C Ah the dreamers ride against the men of actionG F C Oh see the men of action falling backC F C But I lingered on her thighs a fatal momentC F C I kissed her lips as though I thirsted stillE Am F/C My falsity had stung me like a hornetG F C The poison sank and it paralysed my willC F C I could not move to warn all the younger soldiersC F C that they had been deserted from aboveE Am F/C So on battlefields from here to BarcelonaG F C I'm listed with the enemies of loveC F C And long ago she said I must be leaving,C F C Ah but keep my body here to lie uponE Am F/C You can move it up and down and when I'm sleepingG F C Run some wire through that Rose and wind the SwanC F C So daily I renew my idle dutyC F C I touch her here and there, I know my placeE Am F/C I kiss her open mouth and I praise her beautyG F C and people call me traitor to my face
The Traitor
Leonard Cohen
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