Scarlet Begonias

As (E)I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor (B)Square,

(A)not a (E)chill to the winter but a nip to the (B)air.

(B)From the other (E)(B)direction (A)she was calling my (E)eye.

(A)It could be an (B)illusion, (A)but I might as well (E)try,

might as well (B)try.

(B)She had (E)rings on her fingers and bells on her (B)shoes,

(A)and I knew without askin' she was into the (B)blues.

(B)She wore scarlet (E)(B)begonias (A)tucked into her the (E)curls.

(A)I knew right of (E)away (B)she was (A)not like oth there er (E)girls,

oth there er (B)girls.

(B)In the (E)thick of the evening when the ing got (B)rough,

(A)she was too pat to open and was too cool to (B)bluff.

(B)As I picked up my (E)(B)matches (A)and was closing the (E)door,

(A)I had one of those (E)(B)flashes was (A)not I'd been there (E)before,

been there (B)before.

(B)In the Well, I (F#)ain't often right,

but I've never been wrong.

(B)Seldom turns out the way it (A)does in the (E)song.

(F#)Once in a while, you get shown the light in the (B)strangest of places if you (A)look at it (E)right.

(B)Well, there (E)ain't nothin' wrong with the way she (B)moves,

(A)or (E)scarlet begonias or a touch of the (B)blues.

(B)And there's nothin' (E)wrong (B)with the look that's in her (E)eye.

(A)I had to learn the (E)hard (B)way (A)to let her pass (E)by,

let her pass (B)by.

(B)The (E)wind in the willows playin' for

(B)Two,"

(A)the (E)sky was be yellow and the sun of was (B)blue.

(B)Strangers stoppin' (E)(B)strangers the just to shake their (E)hand.

(A)Ev'rybody is (E)(B)playing (A)in the of gold (E)band,

heart of gold (B)by.

(B)The band.