F Am [Verse 1]Am Dm Am Take care, young ladies, and value your wineAm Dm Am Be watchful of young men in their velvet primeC G C Deeply they'll swallow from your finest kegsDm Am Em Am Then swiftly be gone, leaving bitter dregsF G Am Ahhh-ah-ah-ah, bitter dregs[Verse 2]Am Dm Am Your time hold precious, for youth is your goldAm Dm Am Your beauty, like silver, will tarnish when oldC G C Memories and dreams shall comfort you notDm Am Em Am When the flow of your sweetness is gone and forgotF G Em Am Ahhh-ah-ah-ah, gone and forgot [Verse 3]Am Dm Am With smiling words and tender touchAm Dm Am Man offers little and asks for so muchC G C He loves in the breathless excitement of nightDm Am Em Am Then leaves with your treasure in cold morning lightF G Em Am Ahhh-ah-ah-ah, cold morning light
Maiden Wine
Leonard Nimoy
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