Regina Spektor - Samon

^B You ^C#mare my swe^Betest d^Eown-fall I l^F#oved you ^G#mfirst, I l^F#oved you f^Eirst Beneath the ^Bsheets of ^C#mpaper li^Bes my tru^Eth I h^F#ave to^G#m go, I h^F#ave to g^Eo Your hair was l^F#ong, when we first m^Eet

S^F#am -^G#m son went b^Back to bed Not much hair left ^Eon his head He ^F#ate a s^G#mlice of w^Bonder bread and ^G#mwent right back to ^F#bed And ^Ehistory b^G#mooks for-g^Bot about us and the b^Bible didn't m^Eention us And the ^Bbi-ble^F# didn't^G#m mention us, not ev^Een once

^B You ^C#mare my s^Bweetes^Et downfall I l^F#oved you ^G#mfirst, I lo^F#ved you f^Eirst Beneath the ^Bstars came^C#m fallin'^B on our h^Eeads But they're j^F#ust old ^G#mlight, they're j^F#ust old l^Eight Your hair was l^F#ong when we first m^Eet

^F#Sam - ^G#mson came t^Bo my bed Told me that my ha^Eir was red Told me I was ^F#beaut^G#miful and c^Bame into my b^F#ed Oh I c^Eut his h^F#air my - ^G#mself one n^Bight A pair of dull scissors in the^E yellow light And he told me that I'd do^Bne alright and k^Bissed me 'til the ^G#mmornin' light, the mornin' light and he k^Bissed me 'til the ^G#mmornin' light

S^F#am -^G#m son went ba^Bck to bed not much hair left ^Eon his head Ate a slice of ^F#wonderb^G#mread and ^Bwent right back to ^F#bed Oh, we c^Eouldn't b^F#ring the c^G#molumns d^Bown Yeah we c^F#ouldn't destr^Boy a s^Eingle one And history books forg^Bot about us And the b^Bible d^F#idn't ^G#mmention us, not even o^Ence....

^B You ^C#mare my s^Bweetest do^Ewnfall I l^F#oved you f^G#mirst