Intro D F#m E D F#m E AVerse 1:
D F#m E Thou have been left alone roaming so, far from home D F#m E A Thou were hoping to play lady McBeth for some days D F#m E But thou were just the Dark Lady when he was gone D F#m E A Thou loved him to much or did thou just love his plays?A C#m B Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind but with, A C#m B E The Mind and therefore is wing’d cupid painted blind A C#m B Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind but with, A C#m B E The Mind and therefore is wing’d cupid painted blindVerse 2:
D F#m E He was touring all year from Stratford to London D F#m E A And he met a man who became the Fair Youth D F#m E It seems he had left the dark lady in abandon D F#m E A He could still see her at the Globe Theatre booth.Solo A C#m B A C#m B A A C#m B A C#m B AA C#m B Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind but with, A C#m B E The Mind and therefore is wing’d cupid painted blind A C#m B Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind but with, A C#m B E The Mind and therefore is wing’d cupid painted blindSolo A C#m B A C#m B A A C#m B A C#m B A A C#m B A C#m B A A C#m B A C#m B AA C#m B Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind but with, A C#m B E The Mind and therefore is wing’d cupid painted blind