The Letter

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[G]When Cole Porter writes the words in music, they

[Verse 1]
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stay written, and remembered,
and played.
Here's one [C]in particular.[A][Gm][C][F]
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[F]Miss Oti[Gm]s regrets she's unable to [G]lun[C]ch today,
ma [F]'am.
Maxwell, what did you say?
I said Miss [C]Otis regrets she's
un[A]able to lunch today.
[Dm]And why [G]can't she?
[F#]She's [Gm]sorry to be delayed.
But [C]last evening [F]down in
[F#dim]Lover's Lane [C]she strayed.[F]
I don't [Bb]know, madam,
[F]but Miss Otis regrets
[A]she's [F#m]unable to lunch t[C]oday.
[G]Maxwell. [Dm]Yes, [G]madam.
[Gm]What happened?
When [C]she woke up and found
that her [Gm]dream of love [C]was gone, [F]madam,
She ran to the [G]man who led
[A]her so far [Dm]astray.
[Gm]Silly girl.
And from under her velvet gown,
[C]she drew [F]a gun
and shot her lov[D]er down,
[C]mad[F]am.
She should never wear velvet.
Nevertheless, Miss Otis [A]re grets
Yes, she's [F]unable to lunch.
[C]Yes. Maxwell. Please [G]don't snap,
[F]All right. Thank you.
[C]Were there any repercussio[F]ns?
[Gm]When the mob came[G]
and got her
[F]and dragged [C]her from the jail,
[Gm]madam.
The mob? The jail?
They [C]strung her up on the
[D]old willow
[A]across the way.[Dm]
[G]Frightened, they messaged her.
And the moment [C]before she [Gm]died...
Died?
[F]She lifted up her lovely [Gm]head and cried.[C]
[Bb]What did she say?
Miss Otis re[A]grets she's funny.
I'll [Gm]be th[C]ere
For those who may be familiar
with this annual on[E]slaught of
ours
An evening with, [F]another evening [A]with
This is about [A]the spot
where I go in[Bb]to nostalgia -ville
I mean, a sequence of
songs
I've been identified
[Bb]with through the years.
People have kindly asked me
to do some more of these,
which we didn't have time for in previous evenings with, and I'm very happy to do that, but tonight,
first, [Bb]I'd like to try a number [Gm]I'm not [F]identified with.
This one, [Gm]simply because I [F]like it so much,
[Bb]another one of Cole Porter's.
Mrs. Lousborough
[Db]Goodby gives weekends,
an[F#]d her weekends are [Ab]not a success,
[Db]but she asks you s[Bbm]o often,
[Bb]you finally [F]soften an[Db]d end
[Eb]by answering [Gb]yes.
[Ab]When I left [Bbm]Mr s. Lousborough Goo[F]dby's,
the letter I wrote [Ab]was polite,
but it would have been blis[Bbm]s
had I [Ab]dared write her [F]this,
the letter I wanted to [Bb]write.
[F]Thank [Gm]you so much,
Mrs. Lousborough [F]Goodby.
Thank you so [Bb]much.[Cm]
[Eb]Thank you so [Gm]much
for that infinite week[F]end with [Bb]you.[Gm]
[F]Thank [Bb]you a lot,
[Gm]Mrs. Lousborough [F]Goodby.
[Gm]Thank you a lot.
[Bb]And don'[A]t be surprised if yo[F]u sud
[Gm]denly should [C]be quietly [F]shocked.[Gm]
[F]For [Eb]the clinging [F]perfume
and that damp little room.
For those cocktails so hot
and the bath that was not.
[Bb]for those guests [Eb]so amusing
and mentally bracing
who talked about [F]racing
and racing and racing.
For the taumain I got
[Eb]from your famous [Ab]pink salmon,
for the fortune I [Eb]lost
when you [Ab]taught me backgammon,
for those mornings [Db]I spent
[Eb]with your talkative mother,
[F]and those evenings [D]I passed
with [G]that bounder,
your brother,
and for making me swear
to myself there and then
Never [Cm]to g[Bb]o for a weekend aga[F]in.
[Bb]Thank you [Gm]so much,
Mrs. Lousborough [F]Goodby.
[Gm]Thank you, thank you so [F]much.[Bb]