G

[Verse]
          G                   D
Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
C                     G
As she came riding through the dark
A                   D
No moon to keep her armour bright
    A                            G              D
No man to get her through this dark, and smoky night

[Verse]
G                    D
She said, "I'm tired of the war
C                          G
I want the kind of work I had before
   A                D
A wedding dress or something white
    A            G             D
To wear upon my swollen appetite".

[Chorus]
       D                            Am
La la la, la la la, la la la la la la
 C                  G  D               G
 la, la la la la la la

[Verse]
            G               D
Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way
C                          G
I've watched you riding every day
A                          D
And something in me, that yearns to win
A                         G      D
Such a cold and lonesome heroine

[Verse]
G                        D
"And who are you?" she sternly spoke
C             G
To the one beneath the smoke
    A            D
"Why, I'm fire," he replied
        A                  G             D
"And I love your solitude, I love your pride."

[Chorus]
       D                            Am
La la la, la la la, la la la la la la
 C                  G  D               G
la, la la la la la la,

[Verse]
       G                    D
"Well then fire, make your body cold
C                      G
I'm going to give you mine to hold,"
A                     D
And saying this she climbed inside
    A              G            D
To be his one, to be his only bride

[Verse]
G                  D
And deep into his fiery heart
C                    G
He took the dust of Joan of Arc
A                   D
And high above the wedding guests
    A                     G               D
He hung the ashes of her lovely wedding dress

[Chorus]
       D                            Am
La la la, la la la, la la la la la la
C                  G  D               G
 la, la la la la la 

[Verse]
        G             D
It was deep into his fiery heart
C                    G
He took the dust of Joan of Arc
A                    D
And then she clearly understood
    A            G               D
If he was fire, oh she must be wood

[Verse]
G                    D
I saw her wince, I saw her cry
C               G
I saw the glory in her eye
A                  D
Myself I long for love and light
     A                       G              D
But must it come so cruel, must it be so bright?

[Chorus]
       D                            Am
La la la, la la la, la la la la la la
 C                  G  D               G
la, la la la la la la,