Shakespeare's Lover

Thou have been left alone roaming so far from home
Thou were hoping to play lady McBeth for someday
But thou were just the Dark Lady when he was gone
Thou loved him too much or did thou just love his plays?

Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind but with
The mind and [Bm]therefore is wing' d cupid painted blind
Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind but with
The mind and [Bm]therefore is wing' d cupid painted blind

He was [Am7]touring all [Em]year from Stɾatford to [C7]London
And he met a man who became the Fair Youth
It seems he had left the dark lady in abandon
But thou could still see her at the Globe [Am]Theatɾe booth

Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind but with
The Mind and [Bm]therefore is wing' d cupid painted blind
Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind but with
The mind and [Bm]therefore is wing' d cupid painted blind

Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind but with
The Mind and [Bm]therefore is wing' d cupid painted blind