The [Am]Seine when she [E7]starts on her [Am]travels
[Am]Lazily flows from her [Dm]source
[Bm7b5]Slowly her [E7]length she un[Am]ravels
[Dm]Twisting and [E7]turning her [Am]course.
[C]Deep in the [Dm]country she [G]tarries [F]
[C]Not knowing which way to [Dm]go [G]
[Dm]Till the en[G]chantment of [C]Paris
Bec[Am]kons her [Dm]swiftly to [E7]flow.
She goes [A]flowing, flowing, [F#m]flowing As she leaves the country[E]side
For she's [Bm]going, going, going To meet [E]Paris like a [A]bride.
And she's [A]cooing, cooing, [F#m]cooing, cooing Like the murmuring [Bm]doves
For the [Bm]Seine has [E]gone a-[A]wooing And it's [Bm]Paris [E]that she [A]loves.
She goes [A]singing, singing, [F#m]singing She's as happy as a [E]bride
And she's [Bm]clinging, clinging, clinging To the [E]banks on either [A]side.
She goes [A]winding, winding, [F#m]winding, winding Dizzy now in her [Bm]bed
For the [Bm]River [E]Seine is [A]finding That her [Bm]love goes [E]to her [A]head.
She goes [A]gladly, gladly, [F#m]gladly While her love is in her [E]arms
And then [Bm]sadly, sadly, sadly As she [E]leaves the city's [A]charms.
And she [A]carries, carries, [F#m]carries, carries Sweet regret in her [Bm]mind
For the [Bm]Seine's in [E]love with [A]Paris And she's [Bm]left her [E]love be[A]hind.
For the [Bm]Seine's in [E]love with [A]Paris And she's [Bm]left her [E]love be[A]hind.
