| C9 | G | Bm7 | C9 | |
| we were both stand | ing in your | mother's living room |
| C9 | G | Bm7 | C9 | |
| sweating up a sto | rm in that | terrible month of June |
| C9 | G | Bm7 | C9 | |
| and the sweat rolled down | your cheek and | into your mouth |
| C9 | G | Bm7 | |
| I knew this must've been a | dream 'cos your mother | would never let me in her |
| C9 | |
| house |
| Chorus: |
| Em | D/F# | G | D | |
| you are | the most | beautiful | widow |
| Em | D/F# | G | D | |
| you are | the most | beautiful | widow |
| Am | Bm7 | C | D | |
| you are | the most | beautiful | widow in town |
| Verse 2: |
| many years later in the glassy month of December |
| I stood with my hands in my pockets trying to avoid |
| a shiny wedding portrait hanging on that old woman's wall |
| 'cos I knew you'd be wearing a smile that'd be too painful to look upon |
| Chorus: |
| Verse 3: (instrumental with solo) |
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| Ending: C9 G Bm7 C9 G |