|The l||ady, she walks your c||ity walls|
|A f||ew scant feet from the f||oe|
|Rec||entering every br||ick that f||alls|
|Where y||our sentries dare not||go.|
|Your g||uard has changed shift three t||imes since d||awn|
|But s||he is forever th||ere|
|The l||ady you named your||city for|
|As w||ise as you think her f||air.|
Am Dm Am But the w ay she must walk for Athens' s ake
F Am Dm Is w ild and c old and st eep
Am Dm Am And wh en shall Athena l augh, my l ords?
Am Em Am And wh en shall At hena sl eep?
|Atlas may hold the w||orld on his shoulders|
|But s||omeone must sh||ow him h||ow.|
|You pr||ay to Po||seidon for||gentle w||aves|
|But c||arve her to g||uide your pr||ow.|
|Your j||ustices sw||ear in her n||ame and s||ight|
|To s||ee that the right is d||one|
|And your ch||oristers d||ance to the fl||ute she m||ade|
|With s||ound like the s||etting s||un.|
Am Dm Am The l oss and the j oy her aulos s ings
F Am Dm Have b eauty to m ake you w eep
Am Dm Am But wh en shall At hena l augh, my lords?
Am Em Am And wh en shall A thena sl eep?
F Am Gr ey-eyed and gold and s hining,
F G Am She t akes what you ask in str ide
Em Am W atching for every w eakening point
Dm Am Her owls fly at her s ide
F G Am And only they know she w eakens t oo,
F Am And dr eams of a place to hide
F Em Am But Athens has asked her p atron age
Dm E And s he is the city's pr ide.
|L||ong you have known, you l||and of pr||iests|
|That g||ods have their n||eeds like m||en.|
|Your w||orship and love are m||ade their f||east|
|And sm||oke from the b||easts you s||end.|
|But y||ou'll never know when your||Lady str||ains|
|Or f||ears she may f||ail your tr||ust:|
|For||Athens that bears her h||eart and n||ame|
|She'll f||ind all the str||ength she m||ust.|
Am Dm F Am But oh, my l ords, what a pr ice she p ays
F Am Dm For g uarding your k en and k eep,
Am Dm Am F And wh en may At hena l augh, my l ords?
Am Em Am And wh en may At hena sl eep?
Am G Em Am The w eariness r uns... so d eep.