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