A D
The ladies in my dreams are so obliging
E D A E
They come on down to do the things I need
A D
Whether skies are calm or cut apart by lightning
E D A E
They're always there to minister to me
F#m D A
And at the break of dawn, they're sweetly shining
F#m D E
and at quiet of midnight, cold and dim
D
they say "Don't harm him"
[this pattern continues for the rest of the song]