Million roses

Million roses - Don Hồ

Điệu: Bebop, Capo II.

[Am] There lived an artist alone who sold his paintings and [E7] home
And left his palettes behind for this one purpose [Am] alone
This famous actress he loved only red flowers [E7] preferred
So for his money he bought one million roses for [Am] her.

Anywhere, anywhere, anywhere, she could [Dm] turn
Everything in the square down below blooming [Am] red
Those in love, those in love, those in love, she would [E7] learn
Gladly leave things behind for a glance [Am] instead.

[Am]Early next day she did rise hardly believing her [E7] eyes
One million roses below under the blue morning [Am] skies
She thought that gift must have come from some unknown [E7] tycoon
Leaving the artist alone standing there all after-[Am] noon.

Anywhere, anywhere, anywhere, she could [Dm] turn
Everything in the square down below blooming [Am] red
Those in love, those in love, those in love, she would [E7] learn
Gladly leave things behind for a glance [Am] instead.

[Am]Only a minute she spared for his enormous [E7] bouquet
After a late show that night she left for good on a [Am] train
There stayed the artist alone, poor and completely [E7] forlorn
But he would never regret the city with roses [Am] adorned.

Anywhere, anywhere, anywhere, she could [Dm] turn
Everything in the square down below blooming [Am] red
Those in love, those in love, those in love, she would [E7] learn
Gladly leave things behind for a glance [Am] instead.