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Roger McGuinn Golden Loom written by Bob Dylan
Smokey autumn night stars up in the sky
I see the sailin boats across the bay go by
Eucalyptus trees hang above the street
And then I turn my head for you're approachin me
Moonlight on the water fisherman's daughter
Floatin into my room with a golden loom
First we wash our feet near the immortal shrine
And then our shadows meet and then we drink the wine
I see the hungry clouds up above your face
And then the tears roll down what a bitter taste
And then you drift away on a summer's day
Where the wild flowers bloom with your golden loom
SOLO
I walk across the bridge in the dismal light
Where all the cars are stripped between the gates of night
I see the tremblin lion with the lotus flower tail
And then I kiss your lips as I lift your veil
But you're gone and then all I seem to recall
Is the smell of perfume and your golden loom
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