Lolene
Dm - F - C
C F C
1. When but a boy I courted Sally,
C Am
my
life was young, not quite sixteen.
F C
We talked of things I
sometimes dreamed of,
Dm
F C
and
things beyond my wildest dreams.
C F
C
2. At seventeen I met Wynonna,
C Am
her
warm red lips set me aglow.
F C
She taught me things she
should not teach me,
Dm F C
more
than a young man ought to know.
C
F C
3. At nineteen years my love was Sarah,
C Am
she
was much older than the rest.
F C
Of all the men, she said, had
kissed her,
Dm F C
she
loved the way I kissed her best.
Am C
Time has flown and I am older,
Am C
my
years are five and thirty-five.
F C
Too late, too late, I've met
my lover,
Dm F C
a
woman very much alive.
C F C
4. Lolene, Lolene,
your name is music,
C Am
your
nearness makes my blood run wild.
F
C
Alas, alas, I cannot claim you,
Dm F C
compared
to me you're but a child.
C F C
5. So one last time I must be with you
C Am
and
kiss the lips that thrilled my heart.
F C
And then goodbye, no more to
see you,
Dm F
C - Am - C - Am
forever
we must be apart ...
(orig. = capo 4th) (Marty
Robbins)