Read About Love Richard Thompson Asked my Daddy when I was thirteen "Daddy can you tell me what lo[D]ve really means?" His e[G]yes went glassy, not a word was said D (riff) He poured another beer and his face turned red [G]Asked my mother, she act[C]ed the same She n[G]ever looked up, she seeme[D]d so ashamed As[G]ked my teacher, he rea[C]ched for the cane He s[G]aid "don't mention that sub[D]ject again" CHORUS: So I re[Em]ad about lo[C]ve, I read it in a magazine R[Em]ead abou (guitaretab.com)