intro
E  G#   C#m   A  x2

E                 G#m            C#m                     A
Cry baby boy, not tears of joy, the one you held is no longer your toy
             E        G#m                  C#m    A
She's got her... new suit and her make up on
         E                           G#m 
You can call her your friend but not your lover again
C#m                                    A
She's made it clear as air that this affair is at an end
 E                    G#m            C#m    A
...So what are you doing holding on?

                     E     G#m                C#m    A
Don't you see she's rare, precious and she's gone
           E      G#m               C#m    A
Yes she's rare, precious and she's gone

         E                            G#m 
She was soft in your hands, now she's shattered your plans
C#m                         A
I'm sympathetic but you've got to understand
              E                         G#m             C#m    A
You tried to squeeze her into somewhere she just don't belong
         E                      G#m 
She was being sincere when she breathed in your ear
C#m                        A
...as long as there were stars in the night sky 
           E      G#m                      C#m    A
she'd be near... even angels get it wrong!

                     E     G#m                C#m    A
Won't you see she's rare, precious and she's gone
           E      G#m               C#m    A
Yes she's rare, precious and she's gone

B              E       A                     E
It's a subtle trap... seeding guilt in her mind
B                      A        G#m   
She ain't taking your crap... this time
A                     G#m       C#  NC
Boy you're out on a line...

         E                    G#m                  
She's a queen among women, a child among queens
C#m                        A 
The finest thing that your lovesick eyes have ever seen
E          G#m                  C#m    A
...she's a rose without a thorn
         E                      G#m                  
She's a peach, she's a prize, a gift in disguise
C#m                                         A 
She's graceful and colourful and when she grows she'll be wise
E              G#m                  C#m    A
...but most of all my friend, she's gone

                            E     G#m                  C#m    A
...gone, gone gone! She's rare, precious and she's gone
           E      G#m               C#m    A
Yes she's rare, precious and she's gone
       E      G#m               C#m    A
She's rare, precious and she's gone
       E      G#m              C#m    A
She's rare, precious and she's    ...gone