Gm:355333 
D:x00232 
Eb:668886
Bb:688766
F:133211
Am:002210
C:032010

INTRO (a cappella):
Dreary, dreary, dreary, dreary

Gm:355333  D:x00232  Gm
Gone,      gone, the girl in brocade.

Gm       Eb:668886  Bb:688766  D
Gone the words  we  might have said.

Gm    D        F:133211     Am:002210
Howl, winds, because she is dead,

    Eb    D     Gm   D   Gm   D
and gone, gone, gone.

     Gm     D     Bb        C:032010
Were teary, teary eyes once bright?

D
Weary sighs the tune.

Gm      D      Bb       C
Dreary, dreary fall the night

    D                  Gm  D  Gm  D
and eerie light of the moon.

Gone, gone, my Beatrice.
Gone, the lips I longed to kiss,
into a black and bleak abyss.
Gone, gone, gone.  (Gone are the summers of croquet and cribbage.)

Were teary, teary eyes once bright?  (Gone, gone)
Weary sighs the tune.  (are the winters of)
Dreary, dreary fall the night (snow)
and eerie light of the moon. (sighs and secrets)


Were teary, teary eyes once bright?  (Gone, too)
Weary sighs the tune.  (silver springs, golden)
Dreary, dreary fall the night (falls)
and eerie light of the moon. (dreary, dreary, dreary, dreary)