B You C#m are my swe B etest d E own-fall
I l F# oved you G#m first, I l F# oved you f E irst
Beneath the B sheets of C#m paper li B es my tru E th
I h F# ave to G#m go, I h F# ave to g E o
Your hair was l F# ong, when we first m E et
F# S F# am - G#m son went b B ack to bed
Not much hair left E on his head
He F# ate a s G#m lice of w B onder bread and G#m went right back to F# bed
And E history b G#m ooks for-g B ot about us and the b B ible didn't m E ention us
And the B bi-ble F# didn't G#m mention us, not ev E en once
G#m F#
B You C#m are my s B weetes E t downfall
I l F# oved you G#m first, I lo F# ved you f E irst
Beneath the B stars came C#m fallin' B on our h E eads
But they're j F# ust old G#m light, they're j F# ust old l E ight
Your hair was l F# ong when we first m E et
F#
F# Sam - G#m son came t B o my bed
Told me that my ha E ir was red
Told me I was F# beaut G#m iful and c B ame into my b F# ed
Oh I c E ut his h F# air my - G#m self one n B ight
A pair of dull scissors in the E yellow light
And he told me that I'd do B ne alright
and k B issed me 'til the G#m mornin' light, the mornin' light
and he k B issed me 'til the G#m mornin' light
G#m F# B F# E---(Fading away)
S F# am - G#m son went ba B ck to bed
not much hair left E on his head
Ate a slice of F# wonderb G#m read and B went right back to F# bed
Oh, we c E ouldn't b F# ring the c G#m olumns d B own
Yeah we c F# ouldn't destr B oy a s E ingle one
And history books forg B ot about us
And the b B ible d F# idn't G#m mention us, not even o E nce....
G#m F# B You C#m are my s B weetest do E wnfall
I l F# oved you f G#m irst
Regina Spektor
