Tonart: D major
Intro 1
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Asus4
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Verse 1
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I was nineteen when I came to town,
they called it the Summer of Love
They were burning babies,
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burning flags. The hawks against the doves
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I took a job in the steamie down
on Cauldrum Street
And I fell in love with a laundry girl
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who was working next to me
Verse 2
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Oh she was a rare thing,
So fine a breath of wind
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She was a lost child,
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oh she was running wild
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She said "As long as there's no price on love,
I'll stay.
And you wouldn't want me
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any other way"
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Verse 3
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Brown hair zig- zag around her face
and a look of half- surprise
Like a fox caught in the headlights,
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there was animal in her eyes
oh can't you see I'm not the factory kind
If you don't take me out of here
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I'll surely lose my mind"
Verse 4
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Oh she was a rare thing,
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So fine that I might crush
her where she lay
She was a lost child,
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she was running wild
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She said "As long as there's no price on love,
I'll stay.
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And you wouldn't want me any oth
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Verse 5
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We busked around the market towns
and picked fruit down in Kent
And we could tinker lamps and pots
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and knives wherever we went
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And I said that we might settle down,
get a few acres dug
Fire burning in the hearth
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and babies on the rug
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She said "Oh man, you foolish man,
it surely sounds like hell.
You might be lord of half the world,
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you'll not own me as well"
Verse 6
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Oh she was a rare thing,
So fine a breath of wind
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She was a lost child,
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oh she was running wild
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She said "As long as there's no price on love,
I'll stay.
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And you wouldn't want me any other way"
Interlude 1
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We was camping down the
Verse 7
Gower one time,
the work was pretty good
She thought we shouldn't wait for the frost
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and I thought maybe we should
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We was drinking more in those days
and tempers reached a pitch
And like a fool I let her run
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with the rambling itch
Verse 8
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Oh the last I heard she's sleeping
rough back on the Derby beat
White Horse in her hip pocket and a
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wolfhound at her feet
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And they say she even married once,
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a man named Romany Brown
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But even a gypsy caravan was
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And they say her flower is faded now,
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hard weather and hard booze
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But maybe that's just the price you
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pay for the chains you refuse
Verse 9
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Oh she was a rare thing,
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And I miss her more than ever
words could say
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If I could just taste all of her wildness now
If I could hold her in my
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Well I wouldn't want her any other way
Outro 1
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