C

C                  C7
This no song of ingenue
F                  E
This no ballad of innocence
Am                  F
This the rhyme of a lady who
Dm               G
Followed ever the natural bents
C               C7
This a solo of sapience
F                  E
This a chantey of sophistry
Am                 F
This the sum of experiments
Dm                G         C
I loved them until they loved me
                     C7
I loved them until they loved me
F                     E        Am  F  Dm  G
I loved them until they loved me

C                     C7
Decked in garments of sable hue
F                      E
Daubed with ashes of myriad Lents
Am               F
Wearing shower bouquets of rue
Dm              G
Walk I ever in penitence
C                 C7
Oft I roam as my heart repents
F                       E
Through God's acre of memory
Am                      F
Marking stones in my reverence
Dm                G         C
I loved them until they loved me
                     C7
I loved them until they loved me
F                     E        Am  F  Dm  G
I loved them until they loved me

         E         Am
Pictures pass me in long review -
         F          G     C
Marching columns of dead events
      E           Am
I was tender and often true
       Dm           G
Ever a prey to coincidence
C                  C7
Always knew I the consequence
F                    E
Always saw what the end would be
Am                   F
We're as Nature has made us -- hence
Dm                G         C
I loved them until they loved me
                     C7
I loved them until they loved me
F                     E        Am  F  Dm  G
I loved them until they loved me

C                  C7
Princes never I'd give offense
F                      E
Won't you think of me tenderly
Am                         F
Here's my strength and my weakness gents
C                  C7
This no song of ingenue
F                  E
This no ballad of innocence
Am                  F
This the rhyme of a lady who