🎶 The River Seine

The [Bb]Seine when she [E7]starts on her [Bb]travels
[Bb]Lazily flows from her [Eb]source
[Bm7b5]Slowly her [E7]length she un[Bb]ravels
[Eb]Twisting and [E7]turning her [Bb]course.

[A#]Deep in the [Eb]country she [Db]tarries [Em]
[A#]Not knowing which way to [Eb]go [Db]
[Eb]Till the en[Db]chantment of [A#]Paris
Bec[Bb]kons her [Eb]swiftly to [E7]flow.

She goes [Bbm]flowing, flowing, [Ab]flowing As she leaves the country[D]side
For she's [A#m]going, going, going To meet [D]Paris like a [Bbm]bride.
And she's [Bbm]cooing, cooing, [Ab]cooing, cooing Like the murmuring [A#m]doves
For the [A#m]Seine has [D]gone a-[Bbm]wooing And it's [A#m]Paris [D]that she [Bbm]loves.

She goes [Bbm]singing, singing, [Ab]singing She's as happy as a [D]bride
And she's [A#m]clinging, clinging, clinging To the [D]banks on either [Bbm]side.
She goes [Bbm]winding, winding, [Ab]winding, winding Dizzy now in her [A#m]bed
For the [A#m]River [D]Seine is [Bbm]finding That her [A#m]love goes [D]to her [Bbm]head.

She goes [Bbm]gladly, gladly, [Ab]gladly While her love is in her [D]arms
And then [A#m]sadly, sadly, sadly As she [D]leaves the city's [Bbm]charms.
And she [Bbm]carries, carries, [Ab]carries, carries Sweet regret in her [A#m]mind
For the [A#m]Seine's in [D]love with [Bbm]Paris And she's [A#m]left her [D]love be[Bbm]hind.
For the [A#m]Seine's in [D]love with [Bbm]Paris And she's [A#m]left her [D]love be[Bbm]hind.⠀