[A]Once I was a lady, [E]dressed in black and [A]blue
[A]Used to walk the boulevard, cause [B]that's what ladies [E]do
[A]My nails were always polished, [D]my secrets alwa[A]ys hid
[A]I just did whatever it was that all the [E]other ladies [A]did
at nighttime around my bedside I keep a million lights
one for every soldier who fought the war and died
for my husband is a landlord whose eyes are full of greed
and his army full of young men whom he never even sees
But [F#m]now I am somebody else with golden books upon my shelves and dia[D]monds
on [A]my mind
[F#m]Strolling through the woods at night to find the little bits of light
[D]others leave beh[E]ind
[A]Once I was a soldier in the [E]army of some [A]lord
[A]I have never even seen him, I just got [B]paid to hold his [E]sword
[A]I kept my armour shiny and I [D]kept my secrets hid[A]
[A]and whatever I was told to do, [E]that is what I[A] did
[A]when I think about it now it's [E]hard for me to [A]say
[A]whether I had a choice in life to [B]do the things my [E]way
because [A]by the time I heard about that [D]lady's bedside [A]state
[A]I had already gone far too far, it was [E]already too [A]late
But [F#m]now I am somebody else with golden books upon my shelves and dia[D]monds
on [A]my mind
[F#m]Strolling through the woods at night to find the little bits of light
[D]others leave beh[E]ind
[A]Once I was a student, I had to [E]pick up my [A]degree
And I [A]thought about the years gone by, the [B]years that numbered
[E]three
How [A]things that had seemed important turned [D]out to be a joke
And [A]things that had seemed natural had [E]all gone up in [A]smoke
Earlier a crowd had come to see me win my prize
I felt like I deserved it, it was justice in my eyes
but the only thing that I could think was 'what am I gonna do?
when all of this is over, when my days of hope are through?'
But [F#m]now I am somebody else with golden books upon my shelves and dia[D]monds
on [A]my mind
[F#m]Strolling through the woods at night to find the little bits of light
[D]others leave beh[E]ind
[A]Used to walk the boulevard, cause [B]that's what ladies [E]do
[A]My nails were always polished, [D]my secrets alwa[A]ys hid
[A]I just did whatever it was that all the [E]other ladies [A]did
at nighttime around my bedside I keep a million lights
one for every soldier who fought the war and died
for my husband is a landlord whose eyes are full of greed
and his army full of young men whom he never even sees
But [F#m]now I am somebody else with golden books upon my shelves and dia[D]monds
on [A]my mind
[F#m]Strolling through the woods at night to find the little bits of light
[D]others leave beh[E]ind
[A]Once I was a soldier in the [E]army of some [A]lord
[A]I have never even seen him, I just got [B]paid to hold his [E]sword
[A]I kept my armour shiny and I [D]kept my secrets hid[A]
[A]and whatever I was told to do, [E]that is what I[A] did
[A]when I think about it now it's [E]hard for me to [A]say
[A]whether I had a choice in life to [B]do the things my [E]way
because [A]by the time I heard about that [D]lady's bedside [A]state
[A]I had already gone far too far, it was [E]already too [A]late
But [F#m]now I am somebody else with golden books upon my shelves and dia[D]monds
on [A]my mind
[F#m]Strolling through the woods at night to find the little bits of light
[D]others leave beh[E]ind
[A]Once I was a student, I had to [E]pick up my [A]degree
And I [A]thought about the years gone by, the [B]years that numbered
[E]three
How [A]things that had seemed important turned [D]out to be a joke
And [A]things that had seemed natural had [E]all gone up in [A]smoke
Earlier a crowd had come to see me win my prize
I felt like I deserved it, it was justice in my eyes
but the only thing that I could think was 'what am I gonna do?
when all of this is over, when my days of hope are through?'
But [F#m]now I am somebody else with golden books upon my shelves and dia[D]monds
on [A]my mind
[F#m]Strolling through the woods at night to find the little bits of light
[D]others leave beh[E]ind
