^CIt won't be easy, you'll think it st^Dmrange ^Dmwhen I try to explain how I f^Ceel ^Fthat I still need your love after all that I've d^Cone. ^CYou won't bel^Dmieve me, a^Cll you will see is a g^Dmirl you once knew ^Dmalthough she's dressed up to the nines ^Dmat sixes and sevens with y^Gou.

^CI had to let it happen, I had to c^Dmhange ^DmCouldn't stay all my life down at h^Ceel ^FLooking out of the window, staying out of the s^Cun ^CSo I chose fr^Dmeedom, r^Cunning around trying e^Fverything new ^AmBut nothing impressed me at all. ^AmI never expected it ^Gto.

^CDon't cry f^Amor me, Ar^Fgen(G)tina^G ^DmThe truth is, ^GI never l^Feft you^C ^CAll through my w^G7ild days, my mad exi^Cstence ^CI kept my pr^Fomise. Don't keep your di^Cstance.

And as for fortune, and as for fame I never invited them in though it seemed to the world they were all I desired. They are illusions, they're not the solutions they promised to be The answer was here all the time: I love you, and hope you love me.

^CDon't cry f^Amor me, Arg^Dmentina . ^G. . . hums a chorus

Don't cry for me, Argentina the truth is, I never left you All through my wild days, my mad existence I kept my promise. Don't keep your distance.

^CHave I said too much' ^CThere's nothing more I can ^Amthink of to s^Dmay to you. ^CBut all you have to do is look at me to know ^Cthat every w^Dmord is t^Crue.

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Andrew Lloyd Webber - Dont cry for me argentina