Bm      G                  Bm
As a girl, I lived in a million homes 
                  Em        
So I always would keep to myself 
       Dbm
And my lessons were learned
         Dbm
From the stories and poems
            		     C
I would steal from a library shelf 


         Abm
Yes, the books like the Roots 
        Bb
Weren't mine to keep 
        Gbm                Em
But the words weren't left behind 
      Ebm           Dbm                Eb
And I think of them all and I can't sleep 
      Bm               Dbm    Gb
And a poet who read my mind 

  
                B
As the wise men once wrote
Gb                 Ab 
Never give all the heart 
Ebm        Dbm
Well, it's easy to see 
       Abm
He was writing for me 
       Ebm                    Abm
I just wish I could play that part 


        E 			  Gb
Yes, he scribbled that love isn't worth thinking of 
Ebm				
That is fades out from kiss to kiss 
B
If I just learned those lines 
           Db			   Dbm
Well, just think of the misery I'd miss 


       Ab
As the Irish men said 
B				Eb
Don't put your heart up to play 
        B
When he warned of the cost 
        Gb
And the heart that he lost 
       Ebm                    Gb
Mister Yeats really paved the way 


        Dbm
For the men that I've known 
         G
Who have clearly shown 
Ebm 			     Gb
They've reading him from the start 
               Dbm
'Cause when it comes to me 
      Db                G
Well, their kisses come free 
         B                  B
But they never give all the heart 


E Gb B Ebm 

        B
When he warned of the cost 
        Dbm
And the heart that he lost 
       Ebm                    Gb
Mister Yeats really paved the way 


        Dbm
For the men that I've known 
      G
Well, they've clearly shown
Ebm			             Ab 
They been reading him from the start 
	    B
'Cause each time that I fall 
     Dbm   Em     Eb    Bm    Em
They never give all the heart 

C B
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