Do You Love Me?

transcribed by Greg O'Beirne (gobeirne@tartarus.uwa.edu.au) all comments & corrections welcome...... 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + E --------------------------------- B --------------------------------- G --------------------------------- Bass riff D --------------------------------- A ---1-3---1-3-------1-3---1-3-1--- E -3-----3---------3-----3--------- Intro C . . . . . . . G . . . . . . . x4 C I found her on a night of fire and noise G Wild bells rang in a wild sky C I knew from that moment on G That I'd love her till the day that I died C And I kissed away a thousand tears G My lady of the Various Sorrows C Some begged, some borrowed, some stolen G Some kept safe for tomorrow C On an endless night, silver star spangled C# The bells from the chapel went D jingle-jangle C A# G G Do you love me? C A# G G Do you love me? C A# G G Do you love me? C A# FFFFFFFFF Do you love me like I love you? G G She was given to me to put things right And I stacked all my accomplishments beside her Still I seemed so obsolete and small I found God and all His devils inside her In my bed she cast the blizzard out A mock sun blazed upon her head So completely full of light she was Her shadow fanged and hairy and mad Our love-lines grew hopelessly tangled And the bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me like I love you? She had a heartful of love and devotion She had a mindful of tyranny and terror Well, I try, I do, I really try But I just err, baby, I do, error So come find me, my darling one I'm down to the grounds, the very dregs Ah, here she comes blocking the sun Blood running down the inside of her legs The moon in the sky is battered and mangled And the bells from the chapel go jingle-jangle Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me like I love you? All things move towards their end I knew before I met her that I would lose her I swear I made every effort to be good to her I made every effort not to abuse her Crazy bracelets on her wrists and her ankles And the bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle -- Greg O'Beirne gobeirne@tartarus.uwa.edu.au