B   B A (x4)
                       E                                                      B         B Thing
             While I was walking round Grosvenor's square
                       E                                                       B   B Thing
             Not a chill to the winter, but a nip to the air
           A                            E   B   A                               E
             From the other direction she was calling my eye
           A                        E B    A                               E                             B
             It could be an illusion, but I might as well try... might as well try
                                                                                                                         B Thing

             She had rings on her fingers, and bells on her shoes
             And I knew without askin' she was into the blues
             She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls
             I knew right away she was not like other girls... other girls
                                                                                                                B Thing

             In the heat of the evening when the dealing got rough
             She was too packed to open and too cool to bluff
             As I picked up my matches and was closing the door
             I had one of those flashes... I been there before... been there before

     (B)(B)(A#)(A)(G#)
                                          F#
                              Well, I ain't often right, but I've never been wrong
                                  B                                           A                E run
                              It seldom turns out the way it does in the song
                              F#
                              Once in a while you get shown the light
                                         B                                        A              E run
                              In the strangest of places, if you look at it right
                                                                                                              F# run  A run  B run

             Well, there ain't nothin' wrong with the way she moves
             Scarlet begonias and a touch of the blues
             There's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eye
             I had to learn the hard way to let her pass by... let her pass by
                            *Solo*   (verse, repeat)

             The wind in the willows played tea for two
             The sky was yellow and the sun was blue
             Strangers stopping strangers just to shake their hand
             Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band... heart of gold band...
                                                                                                                               Outro (repeat)