Verse
[D] [Em7] [A7] [D] [D6]
How I love the kisses of Dolores,
[D] [Cdim] [Em7] [A7]
Ay, ay, ay, Dolores;
[Em7] [A7] [Em7] [A7]
Not Marie or Emily or Doris --
[A7] [A7+5] [D]
Only my Dolores.
[F#7] [B7] [E7] [Edim]
From a balcony above me,
[Bm] [Bm7] [A]
She whispers, "Love me," and throws a rose.
[F#m] [C#m7-5] [F#m] [Bm7-5] [E7] [A7] [G] [Cm] [A7]
Ah, but she is twice as lovely as the rose she throws.
Verse 2
[D] [Em7] [A7] [D] [D6]
I would die to be with my Dolores,
[D] [Cdim] [Em7] [A7]
Ay, ay, ay, Dolores;
[Em7] [A7] [Em7] [A7]
I was made to serenade Dolores,
[A7] [A7+5] [D]
Chorus after chorus.
[F#7] [B7] [E7] [Edim]
Just imagine eyes like moonrise,
[Bm] [Bm7/E] [Em7] [A7]
A voice like music, and lips like wine.
[D] [A7] [B7] [E7] [A7] [D]
What a break if I could make Dolores mine all mine.
