| C / / / |Fm6 / / / | C / / / |Fm6 / / / | The garden was in bloom, my egoist | C / / / |Fm6 / / / | The light was right, the show was very brave | C / / / | Ab / / / | You simply had to shy your hat away and rave |Db / / / | Eb / / / | C / / / | Because the colours looked so gay | C / / / |Dm7 / / / | The colours looked so gay |Fm6/ / / | C / / / | C / / / | The garden was your home, my egoist | C / / / |Fm6 / / / | You grew blasé, you asked "What else is new?" | C / / / | Ab / / / | Or perhaps it crushed your spirit it was all for you |Db / / / | Eb / / / | C / / / | And the surroundings were too plush | C / / / |Dm7 / / / | The surroundings were too plush |Fm6/ / / | C / / / | C / / / | The garden felt your loss, my egoist | C / / / |Fm6 / / / | And what it gained were others not your kind | C / / / | Ab / / / | At first the heavy-handed came and finally the blind |Db / / / | Eb / / / | C / / / | Until nothing looked the same | C / / / |Dm7 / / / | But nothing looked the same |Fm6/ / / | C / / / | C / / / | The garden is alone, my egoist | C / / / |Fm6 / / / | They've all flown on, the butterflies of day | C / / / | Ab / / / | And nothing now takes flight above this sad display |Db / / / | Eb / / / | C / / / | Except the butterflies of night | C / / / |Dm7 / / / | The butterflies of night |Fm6/ / / | C / / / | C / / / | Except the butterflies of night | C / / / |Dm7 / / / | The butterflies of night |Fm6/ / / | C / / / | C / / / |
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