Judy Collins - Take this longing

Many men have ^Cloved the bells You ^Ffastened to the ^Crein ^AmAnd everyone who ^Dmwanted you They ^Amfound what they will ^Galways ^Fwant a^Ggain Your ^Bmbeauty lost to ^Emyou yourself ^BmJust as it was to ^Emthem

Oh, ^Ctake this longing from my ^Gheart All the ^Cuseless things these hands have ^Gdone And ^Clet me see your beauty broken ^Gdown^Bm___ Like you would ^Cdo for one you ^Glove

Your ^Fbody like a ^Csearchlight My ^Fown poverty re^Cvealed ^AmI would like to try your ^Dmcharity Un^Amtil you cry,^G "Now you must ^Ftry my ^Ggreed" ^BmAnd everything de^Empends upon How ^Bmnear you sleep to ^Emme

Oh, ^Ctake this longing from my ^Gheart All the ^Cuseless things these hands have ^Gdone And ^Clet me see your beauty broken ^Gdown^Bm___ Like you would ^Cdo for one you ^Glove

As ^Fhungry as an ^Carchway Through ^Fwhich the troops have ^Cpassed I ^Amstand in ruins be^Dmhind you With your ^Amwinter clothes and your ^Gbroken ^Fsandal ^Gstraps I ^Bmlove to see you naked ^Emover there ^BmEspecially from the ^Emback

^CTake this longing from my ^Gheart All the ^Clonely things these hands^G have done ^CUntie my blue silk ^Gblou^Bmse__ As you would ^Cdo for one you ^Glove ^{F C G}

Oh, you're ^Ffaithful to my ^Cbetter self I'm a^Ffraid that she ^Cleft ^AmLet me judge your ^Dmlove affair In this ^Amvery room where you sentenced ^Gmine^F to ^Gdeath ^BmLook, I'll even wear these old ^Emlaurel leaves That you've ^Bmshaken from your ^Emhead

^CTake this longing from my ^Gheart All the ^Clonely things these hands have ^Gdone ^CLet me see your beauty broken ^Gdown_^Bm__ Like you would ^Cdo for one you ^Glove ^C Like you would do for one you ^Glove