Nat King Cole - Perfidia

^G7 To y^Cou, ^{Am Dm7} My hea^G7rt cries out Perfidia^{C Am Dm7} For ^G7I found you, the ^Clove my ^Amlife In ^Dm7somebody ^G7else's ^E7arms

^G7 Your ^Ceyes, ^{Am Dm7} Are ec^G7hoing P^Derfidia ^{Am Dm7} Forg^G7etful of the ^Cpromise of l^Amove You're ^Dm7sharing ^G7another's ^E7charms

^DmWith a sad lament my drea^Dm7ms Have fad^Fed like a broken m^Dm7elody ^E7 While the ^DmGods of love look ^Fdown and laugh At w^Dhat romantic fools, we ^Dm7mortals ^E7be

^G7 And ^Cnow, ^{Am Dm7} I ^G7know my love was ^Dnot for ^Amyou ^Dm7 And ^G7so I'll take it ^Cback with a ^Amsigh Perfi^Dm7dia's ^G7one good^Cbye