G                                Bm

1. She wandered through the garden fence,

     G7                            C

    said I've brought at great expense,

                                  F                    G

    a potion guaranteed to bring relief from all your suffering.

         G                      Bm                     G7                        C

    Though I said you don't exist, she grasped me firmly by the wrist,

                                    F                     G

    threw me down upon my back, strapped me to her torture rack.

                    G7                       C             Am                            D     D7

    And without further argument, I found my mind was also bent,

                     G7                  C      Am                   D            D7

    upon a course so devious, it only made my torment worse.

             G                   Bm                    G7                        C

2. She said I see you cannot speak, is it your voice that is too weak,

                                    F                   G

  is it your tongue that is to blame, maybe you cannot speak for shame?

           G                            Bm         G7                   C

    Or has your brain been idle too, now it will not think for you,

                                        F             G

    I hastened to make my reply, found that I could only lie.

                 G7                         C                     Am               D              D7

And like a fool I believed myself, and thought I was somebody else.

                     G7                     C                Am                   D       D7

She could see what I was then, and left me on my own again.

3. Instr. = first 8 lines of verse 1    + CHORUS 

4. = verse 1   + Instr. = first 8 lines of verse 1

                                    (Procol Harum)