Standard (EADGBE)

Many a tear has to fall, but it's all in the game

All in the wonderful game, that we know as love

You had words with him, and your future's looking dim

 But these things your hearts can rise above

Once in a while he won't call, but it's all in the game

Soon he'll be there at your side, with a sweet bouquet

 And he'll kiss your lips, and caress your waiting fingertips

 And your hearts will fly, a way

Soon he'll be there at your side, with a sweet bouquet

 then he'll kiss your lips, and caress your waiting fingertips

 And your hearts will fly, a way