Tom:
Introdução: F Dm Am G F
F Dm
I live like a monk in an abbey
Am G F
Ditto, ditto, I hate it
Am F D7
Write to me with sentimental effusion
Am F D7
Let me revel in romantic illusion
Gm Eb C9
Do you still smell of vanilla and spring air?
Gm Eb C9
And is my favorite lover's pillar still firm and fair?
F Dm9 F Dm9
What was there, John, still is there, John
F Dm
Come soon as you can to my cloister
Am E7 Am C7
I've forgotten the feel of your hand
F Am Dm E7
Soon we shall walk in Cupid's Grove together
Am D7
And we'll fondly survey
D7
That promised land
C E+
Till then, till then
Am F
I am as I ever was and ever was
C Dm7
And ever shall be
C Ab Fm Db7M C
Yours, yours, yours, yours, yours