

| G | Am | |
| I | once knew a beautiful | girl |
| Em | A7 | |
| She | had long blonde hair in a | curl |
| G | A7 | Am | Em | |
| She | looked after | me, and I | looked before | her |
| Em | G | |
| At | that time it hadn't oc | curred(?) |
| G | Am | |
| As | time turned my head and my | mind |
| Em | A7 | |
| The | pleasure seemed harder to | find |
| G | A7 | |
| By | then it was | such, |
| Am | Em | |
| That I | live for too | much, |
| Am | G | |
| Now I | stay home and slowly un | wind |
| G | Am | |
| Now I | look out the window and | see |
| Em | A7 | |
| I | look out the window and | see |
| G | A7 | Em | |
| I | look out the | window and | see |
| G | Em | G | |
| That I get the | feeling it | doesn't see | me |
| (G(x2) C(x2)) reapeat to fade |