The last time I saw her    (video)

 

       Am - G - D          - - -    +  G - Am - D - G

 

   G                          Am

1.    The last time I saw her face,

           D                                                          G

    her eyes were bathed in starlight and her hair hung long.

G                                Am

    The last time she spoke to me,

           D                                                      G

    her lips were like the scented flowers inside a rain drenched forest.

 

C                            D                  C                       G

    But that was so long ago, that I can scarcely feel

                    Am            - D

    the way I felt before.

              D7               G

    And if time could heal the wounds,

                                  C                                      D

   I would tear the threads away, that I might bleed some more !

 

   G                          Am

2.     The last time I walked with her,

D                                                                C                          D

    her laughter was the steeple bells that ring to greet the morning sun,

C                                    D            - C                                      D

    a voice that called to everyone      to love the ground we walked upon.

                                 G

    Those were her good days.

 

+  G - Am - D - G

 

   G                         Am

3.    The last time I held her hand,

D                                                                               G

    her touch was autumn, spring and summer and winter, too.

G                         Am

    The last time I let go of her,

D                                                       C                     D

    she walked away into the night, I lost her in the misty streets,

C                                         D

    a thousand months, a thousand years,

C                                 D

    when other lips will kiss her eyes,

C                               D                                                G

    a million miles beyond the moon, that's where she is.

 

+  G - Am - D - G

 

C                            D                  C                       G

    But that was so long ago, that I can scarcely feel

                    Am            - D

    the way I felt before.

              D7               G

    And if time could heal the wounds,

                                  C                                      D

   I would tear the threads away, that I might bleed some more !

 

   G                           Am

4.     The last time I saw her face,

D                                                                       G

    her eyes were bathed in sadness and she walked alone.

G                              Am

    The last time she kissed my cheek,

D

    her lips were like the wilted leaves,

         C                       D

    upon the autumn covered hills,

C                          D

    resting on the frozen ground.

C                                     D

    The seeds of love lie cold and still

C                                    D

    beneath a battered marking stone,

                    G         - Am - Cm - G

    it lies forgotten.

 

(orig. = capo 4th)    (Gordon Lightfoot)