The Librarian by Hefner Intro: G D7 G D7 He started to woo her in the most peculiar way, D7 G The Librarian's dress was a fawnish shade of grey, G D7 The books he was to borrow he would surely never read, D7 G They had an intellectual caliber, he hoped that she would see. Em Am He planned to take her home to bed some day, C He'd smooth her goose bumped skin while she G G/f# lay, Em Am But the unspoken thing they both knew, C Whilst he'd dream of her often she would forget D in just ten minutes. G Em C Her beauty has not truly been seen until her D C G beauty's been seen by his tired eyes, G Em C Her tears have not truly been dried until her D C G tears have been dried on his tattered shirt sleeves. G D7 He was beginning to irritate so she made him go away, D7 G The smallest cruelest insults she ignored his subtle ways. G D7 The deftly silence let him know his efforts were in vain, D7 G Did the words ever exist and if so could he find them. Em Am He planned to take her home to bed some day, C He'd smooth her goose bumped skin while she G G/f# lay, Em Am But the unspoken thing they both knew, C Whilst he'd dream of her often she would forget D in just ten minutes. G Em C Her beauty has not truly been seen until her D C G beauty's been seen by his tired eyes, G Em C Her tears have not truly been dried until her D C G tears have been dried on his tattered shirt sleeves. G Em C Her body has not truly been stripped till her D C G clothes have been ripped by his nail bitten G fingers, G Em C Her beauty has not truly been seen till her D C G beauty's been seen by his tired eyes. G Em C and oh, on the loneliest of nights D C G he will never hold her tight he will never kiss her eyelids
