Chords with lyrics
Can she excuse my wrongs John Dowland
DmDm FF C majorC DmDm A augmentedA
Can she excuse my wrongs with Virtue's cloak?
A minorAm DmDm G minorGm C majorC FF Bb majorBb G minorGm AsusAsus A augmentedA D MajorD
Shall I call her good, when she proves unkind?
DmDm FF C majorC DmDm A augmentedA
Are those clear fires which vanish into smoke?
A minorAm DmDm G minorGm C majorC FF Bb majorBb G minorGm AsusAsus A augmentedA D MajorD
Must I praise the leaves, where no fruit I find?
DmDm FF C majorC DmDm A augmentedA
No, no: where shadows do for bodies stand
A minorAm DmDm G minorGm C majorC FF Bb majorBb G minorGm AsusAsus A augmentedA D MajorD
Thou may'st be abus'd, if thy sight be dim.
DmDm FF C majorC DmDm A augmentedA
Cold love is like to words written on sand
A minorAm DmDm G minorGm C majorC FF Bb majorBb G minorGm AsusAsus A augmentedA D MajorD
Or to bubbles which, on the water swim.
FF
Wilt thou be thus abused still
G+G
Seeing that she will right thee never?
A augmentedA
If thou canst not o'ercome her will
D MajorD G+G D MajorD
Thy love will be thus fruitless ever.
DmDm FF C majorC DmDm A augmentedA
Was I so base, that I might not aspire
A minorAm DmDm G minorGm C majorC FF Bb majorBb G minorGm AsusAsus A augmentedA D MajorD
Unto those high joys, which she holds from me?
DmDm FF C majorC DmDm A augmentedA
As they are high, so high is my desire:
A minorAm DmDm G minorGm C majorC FF Bb majorBb G minorGm AsusAsus A augmentedA D MajorD
If she this deny, what can granted be?
DmDm FF C majorC DmDm A augmentedA
If she will yield to that which Reason is,
A minorAm DmDm G minorGm C majorC FF Bb majorBb G minorGm AsusAsus A augmentedA D MajorD
It is Reason's will, that Love should be just,
DmDm FF C majorC DmDm A augmentedA
Dear, make me happy still by granting this,
A minorAm DmDm G minorGm C majorC FF Bb majorBb G minorGm AsusAsus A augmentedA D MajorD
Or cut off delays, if that I die must.
FF
Better a thousand times to die,
G+G
Than for to live thus still tormented:
A augmentedA
Dear, but remember it was I
D MajorD G+G D MajorD
Who for thy sake did die contented.
FF
Better a thousand times to die,
G+G
Than for to live thus still tormented:
A augmentedA
Dear, but remember it was I
D MajorD G+G D MajorD