Penelope w. Joe Ficklin Em G For ten long years he camped before the gates of Troy A Em Plotting their destruction, that city to destroy G A G A All for the sake of a girl he never knew G A G A Crafty and cunning, those walls he overthrew G A D And he started on his journey home to you Chorus: D A G A Weave a shroud, Penelope, and when it's done, a wife you'll be D G Odysseus is dead by now, lost upon the raging sea A G A And when the weaving's almost through, rip the threads, start anew D A G D Odysseus is lost at sea; weave a shroud, Penelope Em G His journey by the gods delayed, how could you know A Em Captive on her island, six years with Calypso G A G A The men he lost to Cyclops, Poseidon's rage he'd earn G A G A The ships he lost to tempest, the ships with madness burn G A D But you never doubted that he'd return Chorus: D A G A Weave a shroud, Penelope, and when it's done, a wife you'll be D G Odysseus is dead by now, lost upon the raging sea A G A And when the weaving's almost through, rip the threads, start anew D A G D Odysseus is lost at sea; weave a shroud, Penelope Em G For twenty years as queen you've kept your faithfulness A Em And ruled your island nation despite your distress G A G A And though without his father you still raised a son G A G A Surrounded then by suitors you would choose no one G A D Until that hateful burial shroud was done Chorus: D A G A Weave a shroud, Penelope, and when it's done, a wife you'll be D G Odysseus is dead by now, lost upon the raging sea A G A And when the weaving's almost through, rip the threads, start anew D A G D Odysseus is lost at sea; weave a shroud, Penelope Em G Betrayed, the shroud is finished, but a contest now is planned A Em An arrow through twelve axeheads, the winner gets your hand G A G A But none can lift the string to boe except a single man G A G A A stranger bowed, misshapen, with skin wind worn and tan G A D Let loose an arrow and through the shafts it ran Chorus: D A G A You wove a shroud, Penelope, now it's done his wife you'll always be D G Odysseus was never dead, just lost upon the raging sea A G A And now the weaving is all through he has come home to you D A G D Odysseus was lost at sea; you wove a shroud, Penelope