[Verse]
G D7
Some call her sweetheart but they just don’t know
G
That heartache will follow wherever she goes
G7 C
I call her heartache I’ll tell you why
G D7 G
The first time I saw her she made me cry
C G
Yes I call her heartache for a lady so grand
C D7
Means heartaches for a poor boy with thorns in his hands
G G7 C
Love has many faces love has many names
G D7 G
Happiness and heartaches sometimes seems the same
D7
I can’t buy her diamonds or dress her in lace
G
In society’s manner I’d be out of place
G7 C
Miss heartache’s no stranger we’ve met before
G D7 G
And it seems that each meeting is worse than before