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Lady Mary (Traditional)

AEAA
He came from his palace grand, He came to my
EAAEA
cottage door. His words were few, but his looks,
AEAA7D
Will linger forever more. The look in his sad,
AA7DA
dark eyes, More tender than words could be. But
AEAAEA
I was nothing to him, And he was the world to me.
AEAA
There in her garden she stands, All dressed in
EAAE
fine satin and lace. Lady Mary so cold and so
AAEAA7
strange, Who finds in his heart no place. He
DAA7D
knew I would be his bride, With a kiss for a
AAEAA
lifetime fee. But I was nothing to him, And he
EA
was the world to me.
AEAA
And now in his palace grand, On a flower-strewn
     
EAAEA
bed he lies. His beautiful lids are closed,
AEAA7D
O'er his sad, dark beautiful eyes. And among the
AA7DA
mourners who mourn, Why should I a mourner be?
AEAAE
For I was nothing to him, And he was the world
DA
to me .

Lady Mary (Traditional)                           
                                                  
He came from his palace grand, He came to my      
cottage door. His words were few, but his looks,  
Will linger forever more. The look in his sad,    
dark eyes, More tender than words could be. But   
I was nothing to him, And he was the world to me. 
                                                  
There in her garden she stands, All dressed in    
fine satin and lace. Lady Mary so cold and so     
strange, Who finds in his heart no place. He      
knew I would be his bride, With a kiss for a      
lifetime fee. But I was nothing to him, And he    
was the world to me.                              
                                                  
And now in his palace grand, On a flower-strewn   
bed he lies. His beautiful lids are closed,       
O'er his sad, dark beautiful eyes. And among the  
mourners who mourn, Why should I a mourner be?    
For I was nothing to him, And he was the world    
to me .