Here it is.....

THE NEEDLE OF DEATH
Bert Jansch

D..............................................G
.......When sadness fills your heart

........Bm....................................A
And sorrow hides the longing to be free,

D............................................G
.....When things go wrong each day,

......Bm.............................................A
You fix your mind to escape your misery.

........Bm............................D..................
Your troubled young life had made you turn

D............................
to a needle of death.

How strange your happy words
Have ceased to bring a smile from everyone,
How tears have filled the eyes
Of friends that you had once walked among;
Your troubled young mind had made you turn
to a needle of death.

One grain of pure white snow
Dissolved in blood spreads quickly to your brain,
In peace your mind withdraws,
Your death's so near your soul can feel no pain;
Your troubled young mind had made you turn
to a needle of death.

Your mother stands a-cryin'
While to the earth your body's slowly cast.
Your father stands in silence,
Caressin' every young dream of the past;
Your troubled young mind had made you turn
to a needle of death.

Through ages man's desire
To free his mind, to release his very soul
Has proved to all who live
That death itself is freedom for evermore;
Your troubled young mind had made you turn
to a needle of death.


Jo Taylor