[INTRO    ]Am     F           G  
 
Am     F           G         D         Am  
In the half-tone light of a young morning  
      C            D            E  
she sighs and shifts on the pillow.  
       F           G         D                 F  
And across her face dancing, the first shadows fly  
    G               Am  
to kiss the Pussy Willow.  
Am     F           G              D         Am  
In her fairy-tale world she's a lost soul singing  
      C            D     E  
in a sad voice nobody hears.  
       F           G         D   F  
She waits in her castle of make-believing  
         G               Am  
for her white knight to appear.  
Am                     C        G  
Pusy Willow --- down fur-lined avenue  
Am                           F          G  
brushing the sleep from her young woman eyes.  
Am                                          G  
Runs for the train --- see, eight o'clock's coming  
F                       G       D  
cutting dreams down to size again.  
 
REST THE SAME HALF TONE UP  
 
Pussy Willow --- down fur-lined avenue  
brushing the sleep from her young woman eyes.  
Runs from the train. Hear her typewriter humming  
cutting dreams down to size again.  
 
She longs for the East and a pale dress flowing  
an apartment in old Mayfair.  
Or to fish the Spey, spinning the first run of Spring  
or to die for a cause somewhere.  
 
Pussy Willow --- down fur-lined avenue  
brushing the sleep from her young woman eyes.  
Runs from the train. Hear her typewriter humming  
cutting dreams down to size again.