[ Предположительная тональность: A ] From the album Joan Baez in concert [Intro] A [Verse 1] A E7 A E7 A He came from his palace grand, he came to my cottage door E7 A E7 A His words were few but his looks, Will linger for evermore D A D A The look in his sad dark eyes more tender than words could be E7 A E7 A But I was nothing to him and he was the world to me. [Verse 2] A E7 A E7 A There in her garden she stands all dressed in fine satin and lace E7 A E7 A Lady Mary so cold and so strange who finds in his heart no place. D A D A He knew I would be his bride, with a kiss for a lifetime fee E7 A E7 A But I was nothing to him and he was the world to me. [Verse 3] A E7 A E7 A Now in his palace grand on a flower strewn bed he lies E7 A E7 A His beautiful lids are closed on his sad dark beautiful eyes D A D A And among the mourners who mourn why should I a mourner be E7 A E7 A D A For I was nothing to him and he was the world to me.