LADY D'ARBANVILLE (Listen to midi)

 

                          Am        - G                                  

1. My Lady D'Arbanville,      why do you sleep so still?       

Am                                     - G

    I'll wake you tomorrow,

                                  Em                              Am

    and you will be my fill, yes you will be my fill.

 

                          Am        - G

2. My Lady D'Arbanville,        why does it grieve me so ?       

Am                                                   - G

    But your heart seems so silent,

                                         Em                                        Am

    why do you breathe so low, why do you breathe so low?

 

                         Am        - G

3. My Lady D'Arbanville,       why do you sleep so still ?         

Am                                     -  G

    I'll wake you tomorrow,

                                  Em                              Am

    and you will be my fill, yes you will be my fill.

 

                         Am         - G

4. My Lady D'Arbanville,        you look so cold tonight,

Am                                       -  G

    your lips feel like winter,

                                           Em                                          Am

    your skin has turned to white, your skin has turned to white.

                Am     -  G            Am      - G      Em     Am

    La la la la la la la    la la la la la,       la la la la la la.

 

                          Am        - G

5. My Lady D'Arbanville,      why do you grieve me so,

Am                                                  -  G

    but your heart seems so silent,

                                         Em                                       Am

    why do you breathe so low, why do you breathe so low?

 

                            Am   - G

6. I loved you my lady,        though in your grave you lie.

Am                                  - G                                Em

    I'll always be with you,       this rose will never die,

                                     Am

    this rose will never die.                          (Cat Stevens)