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Joan of Arc – Jennifer Warnes & Leonard Cohen



LEONARD COHEN LYRICS

“Joan Of Arc” Lyrics

Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc 
as she came riding through the dark; 
no moon to keep her armour bright, 
no man to get her through this very smoky night. 
She said, “I’m tired of the war, 
I want the kind of work I had before, 
a wedding dress or something white 
to wear upon my swollen appetite.” 
Well, I’m glad to hear you talk this way, 
you know I’ve watched you riding every day 
and something in me yearns to win 
such a cold and lonesome heroine. 
“And who are you?” she sternly spoke 
to the one beneath the smoke. 
“Why, I’m fire,” he replied, 
“And I love your solitude, I love your pride.” 

“Then fire, make your body cold, 
I’m going to give you mine to hold,” 
saying this she climbed inside 
to be his one, to be his only bride. 
And deep into his fiery heart 
he took the dust of Joan of Arc, 
and high above the wedding guests 
he hung the ashes of her wedding dress. 

It was deep into his fiery heart 
he took the dust of Joan of Arc, 
and then she clearly understood 
if he was fire, oh then she must be wood. 
I saw her wince, I saw her cry, 
I saw the glory in her eye. 
Myself I long for love and light, 
but must it come so cruel, and oh so bright? Continue reading

Leonard Cohen – Joan of Arc


Uploaded on Mar 2, 2008

Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
as she came riding through the dark;
no moon to keep her armour bright,
no man to get her through this very smoky night.
She said, “I’m tired of the war,
I want the kind of work I had before,
a wedding dress or something white
to wear upon my swollen appetite.”

Well, I’m glad to hear you talk this way,
you know I’ve watched you riding every day
and something in me yearns to win
such a cold and lonesome heroine.
“And who are you?” she sternly spoke
to the one beneath the smoke.
“Why, I’m fire,” he replied,
“And I love your solitude, I love your pride.”

“Then fire, make your body cold,
I’m going to give you mine to hold,”
saying this she climbed inside
to be his one, to be his only bride.
And deep into his fiery heart
he took the dust of Joan of Arc,
and high above the wedding guests
he hung the ashes of her wedding dress.

It was deep into his fiery heart
he took the dust of Joan of Arc,
and then she clearly understood
if he was fire, oh then she must be wood.
I saw her wince, I saw her cry,
I saw the glory in her eye.
Myself I long for love and light,
but must it come so cruel, and oh so bright?

Jennifer Warnes & Leonard Cohen – Joan of Arc (“…she clearly understood If he was fire, oh she must be wood…”)



Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
As she came riding through the dark
No moon to keep her armour bright
No man to get her through this dark and smoky night
She said, “I’m tired of the war
I want the kind of work I had before
A wedding dress or something white
To wear upon my swollen appetite.”
La la la la la la…

Well, I’m glad to hear you talk this way
You know I’ve watched you riding every day
And something in me yearns to win
Such a cold and lonesome heroine
“And who are you? ” she sternly spoke
To the one beneath the smoke
“why, I’m fire,” he replied
“And I love your solitude, I love your pride.”

“Well then fire, make your body cold
I’m gonna give you mine to hold”
Saying this she climbed inside
To be his one, to be his only bride
And deep into his fiery heart
He took the dust of Joan of Arc
And high above all these wedding guests
He hung the ashes of her lovely wedding dress
La la la la la la…

It was deep into his fiery heart
He took the dust of Joan of Arc
And then she clearly understood
If he was fire, oh she must be wood
I saw her wince, I saw her cry
I saw the glory in her eye
Myself I long for love and light
But must it come so cruel, must it be so brave?
La la la la la la…