Allan Taylor - Lavinia forsythe-jones

In the summerhouse, in the ^A7ornamental gardens Lavinia ^Cfell in love for the ^Gfirst time He was the gardeners son and he was ^A7really very nice He wrote her ^Cpoetry and she learned ^Gevery line He said he ^Bmloved her, she said she^C loved him too They'd keep it a ^D/F#secret, and only ^Gthey would know

She went to Switzerland to a ^A7school for young ladies To study ^Ccordon bleu and conver^Gsation Her parents both agreed, because of ^A7mother's migraine headaches That she should ^Cstay a year and ease the ^Gtension He said he'd ^Bmwait for her She said that^C when she came home, they would ^D/F#start again And it would ^Gbe the same

And when the year was up, it was the ^A7start of a season Lavinia ^Csoon returned to be a ^Gdebutante And Mrs. Forsythe-Jones made ^A7lavish arrangements For a ^Csmart affair, she thought that's ^Gwhat she'd want She had a ^Bmlovely dress of ^Cbroderie anglaise Was made in ^D/F#Paris by someone ^Gfamous

She didn't notice him, he was ^A7standing in the garden In his ^Cworking clothes, watching ^Gquietly He tried to catch her eye with a ^A7wave of his hand But she was sur^Crounded by her fine so^Gciety

Lavinia's married now to a ^A7man of importance And she ^Csees him just at ^Gweekends And in the summer months, she sits a^A7lone in the garden And what she ^Csees of life is through a ^Gfaded lens She reads her ^Bmpoetry, those ^Cfew well worn pages That may ^D/F#fall apart, she knows them ^Gall by heart