Intro D F#m E D F#m E A 🎸 Verse 1: D F#m E Thou have been left alone roaming so, far from home D F#m E A Thou were hoping to play lady McBeth for some days D F#m E But thou were just the Dark Lady when he was gone D F#m E A Thou loved him to much or did thou just love his plays?
A C#m B Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind but with, A C#m B E The Mind and therefore is wing?d cupid painted blind A C#m B Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind but with, A C#m B E The Mind and therefore is wing?d cupid painted blind 🎸 Verse 2: D F#m E He was touring all year from Stratford to London D F#m E A And he met a man who became the Fair Youth D F#m E It seems he had left the dark lady in abandon D F#m E A He could still see her at the Globe Theatre booth. A C#m B Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind but with, A C#m B E The Mind and therefore is wing?d cupid painted blind A C#m B Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind but with, A C#m B E The Mind and therefore is wing?d cupid painted blind Solo A C#m B A C#m B A A C#m B A C#m B A A C#m B Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind but with, A C#m B E The Mind and therefore is wing?d cupid painted blind Solo A C#m B A C#m B A A C#m B A C#m B A A C#m B A C#m B A A C#m B A C#m B A
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