D A Bm A She's almost 40 now and if life's fair.Gm D E A It won't have touched her face or touched her golden hair.D A Bm A It won't have touched the way she used to speak my nameGm D E A like single rain drop doesn't really touch the window pane.Bm D Gm D She's probably 50 now, no doubt she's changed.E A The wear and tear and doubt that lives arrange.D A Bm A The wear and tear I know are there drives a girl insane.Gm D E A The doubt of reaching out for love and getting beat again.Em A D There's no easy way of saying it. No easy way it's done.Em A D The father you looked up to then, no longer loved your mum.Em A D C# Bm Call up social services, even call the cops.G Gm D No man's ever gone to jail when love for woman stops.D A Bm A She must be 60 now, well that routeGm D E A Down lane of pure disdain from young and cute.Bm D Gm D Rolling out red carpet promises and ringing wedding bellsE A Gives a special kind of tinnitus to a girl who knows too well.Em A D There's no easy way of saying it. No easy way it's done.Em A D The father you looked up to then, no longer loved your mum.Em A D C# Bm Call up social services, even call the cops.G Gm D No man's ever gone to jail when love for woman stops.D A Bm A She's over 70 now. Way past her best.Gm D E A But the one who holds the key to love's treasure chestBm D Gm D doubtless has a younger flame to keep him warm at night.E A While this old one just flickers in the distant hope he might.Em A D There's no easy way of saying it. No easy way it's done.Em A D The father you looked up to then, no longer loved your mum.Em A D C# Bm Call up social services, even call the cops.G Gm D No man's ever gone to jail when love for woman stops.D A Bm A She's in her 80s now she's close to deathGm D E A and the one thing that won't let her down is final breath.Bm D Gm D So much more reliable than the absent heart of man.E A Nothing quite as black and white as the checkered flag of end.Em A D There's no easy way of saying it. No easy way it's done.Em A D The father you looked up to then, no longer loved your mum.Em A D C# Bm Call up social services, even call the cops.G Gm D No man's ever gone to jail when love for woman stops.
When Love For Woman Stops
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