Love is a many splendored thing

C Love is a Am7 many Em splendored thing

It's the F April rose that only grows in the Am early spring

Love is Dm nature's way of G7 giving a Dm reason to be E7 living

The Am golden crown that B7 makes a man a E7 king.

C Once lost on a AM7 high and Em windy hill

In the F morning mist two lovers kissed Am and the world stood still

When our Dm fingers touch G7 my silent heart has C taught us how to Am sing

Yes, C true love's F a many-G splendored C thing.