Intro: BBB7
This, no song of ingenue
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This, no ballad of innocence;
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This, the rhyme of a lady who
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Followed ever the natural bents.
BB7
This, a solo of sapience,
EEb
This, a chantey of sophistry,
G#mE
This, the sum of experiments,
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I loved them until they loved me.
B7
I loved them until they loved me.
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I loved them until they loved me.
BB7
Decked in garments of sable hue,
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Daubed with ashes of myriad Lents,
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Wearing shower bouquets of rue,
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Walk I ever in penitence.
BB7
Oft I roam, as my heart repents,
EEb
Through God's acre of memory,
G#mE
Marking stones, in my reverence,
C#mF#B
I loved them until they loved me.
B7
I loved them until they loved me.
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I loved them until they loved me.
EbG#m
Pictures pass me in long review,--
EF#B
Marching columns of dead events.
EbG#m
I was tender, and, often, true;
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Ever a prey to coincidence.
BB7
Always knew I the consequence;
EEb
Always saw what the end would be.
G#mE
We're as Nature has made us -- hence
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I loved them until they loved me.
B7
I loved them until they loved me.
EEbG#m, E, C#m, F#
I loved them until they loved me.
BB7
Princes, never I'd give offense,
EEb
Won't you think of me tenderly?
G#mE
Here's my strength and my weakness, gents -
BB7
This, no song of ingenue
EEb
This, no ballad of innocence;
G#mE
This, the rhyme of a lady who