Ballad At Thirty-five

Chords

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Intro: G

G		G7

This, no song of ingénue, 
C		B7

This, no ballad of innocence; 
Em		G

This, the rhyme of a lady who 
Am		D

Followed ever the natural bents. 
G		G7

This, a solo of sapience, 
C		B7

This, a chantey of sophistry,
Em		G
 
This, the sum of experiments, -- 
Am			D

I loved them until they loved me. 

Decked in garments of sable hue, 
Daubed with ashes of myriad Lents, 
Wearing shower bouquets of rue, 
Walk I ever in penitence. 
Oft I roam, as my heart repents, 
Through God's acre of memory, 
Marking stones, in my reverence, 
"I loved them until they loved me." 

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

Princes, never I'd give offense, 
Won't you think of me tenderly? 
Here's my strength and my weakness, gents - 
I loved them until they loved me.