William Butler Yeats Visits Lincoln Park &…

Pre Am c g As I went out one evening to take the evening air F g c f I was blessed by a blood-red moon Dm g am g In lincoln park the dark was turning I spied a fair young maiden and a flame was in her eyes And on her face lay the steel blue skies Of lincoln park, the dark was turning Turning They spread their sheets upon the ground just like a wandering tribe And the wise men walked in their robespierre robes Through lincoln park the dark was turning The towers trapped and trembling, and the boats were tossed about When the fog rolled in and the gas rolled out From lincoln park the dark was turning Turning Like wild horses freed at last we took the streets of wine But I searched in vain for she stayed behind In lincoln park the dark was turning Ill go back to the city where I can be alone And tell my friend she lies in stone In lincoln park the dark was turning /pre