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#  F 
     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