You Can't Expect To Be Remembered

[Note from Pete Atkin, concerning the chords shown here:
      There are several melodic suspensions (in other words stuff the melody does 
      that you don't necessarily also have to do in the accompanying chords) 
      and a lot of chords (especially in the verse) can take quite a bit of 
      thickening out with added maj7s, 6s and 9s etc. In practice I hardly ever 
      play it exactly the same way twice anyway, but this is the basic harmonic shape]

The bards of old were bold about their claims upon posterity   | C / Dm Em | Cm / Ab G7 |
Petrarch, Shakespeare and Ronsard were never slow to guarantee | C / Dm Em | C / A7 / |
Their loved ones' immortality                                  | Dm11 / Gaug / |
They never said Farewell, they said So long --                 | Fmaj7 / Fminmaj7 / | C / A7 / |
So long lives this and this gives life to thee                 | Fmaj7 / Fm / | Fm / G7 / |
They didn't doubt the power of a rhyme                         | F / Fm / | C / A7 |
Or the durability of scribbled pages                           | F / Fm / | Gm7 / A7 / |
And so they wrote immortal lines to Time                       | F / Fm / | C / A7 / |
That gave their love affairs to all the ages                   | F / Fm G7 | C / / / |

And if eternity were still a good address                      | Gm7 / A7 / | Dm11 / E7 / |
And if my skill were greater, fears were less                  | Am / E7 / | Am / C7 / |
I'd do the same for you, my dear                               | Fmaj7 / Fm / | C / A7 / |
But since it isn't and they aren't                             | F / Fm / | C / A7 / |
I can't see my way clear                                       | Fmaj7 / G7 / | C / G7 / |
To promising the permanence of all our joy and sorrow          | C / A7 / | Dm11 / Gaug / |
Very far beyond the early evening of tomorrow                  | C / A7 / | Dm11 / Gaug / |

You can't expect to be                                         | C / D / |
Remembered like somebody in a song                             | F Ab Bb G7 | C / A7 / |
Whose name fits to a string of quavers                         | B7 / F / | Dm7 / G7 / |
Or last for anything like as long                              | F / Fm / | C / G7 / |

No-one in times to come                                        | C / D / |
Will read your praises written down to stay                    | F Ab Bb G7 | C / A7 / |
In balanced lapidary phrases                                   | B7 / F / | Dm7 / G7 / |
Not that they wouldn't if I knew the way                       | F / Fm / | C / E7 / |

You'd be there                                                 | Am / / / |
With all the ladies of the sonnets, dark and fair              | Fmaj7 / / / | Em / F / |
If only I could work the trick                                 | C / C7 / |
Of giving local habitation to the air                          | Dm / Bb / | A7aug A7 Dm / |
But it just doesn't seem to click                              | Dm7 / / / | G9 / / / |

You'll never hear from me                                      | C / D / |
That your name will live until the sun is cool                 | F Ab Bb G7 | C / A7 / |
You can't expect to be remembered                              | B7 / F / | Dm7 / G7 / |
You wouldn't catch me being such a fool                        | F / Fm / | C / A7 / |
You wouldn't catch me being such a fool                        | F / Fm / | C / A7 / |
You wouldn't catch me being such a fool                        | F / Fm / | C / / / ||

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