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
