Tonart: F major
Verse 1
B
I was nineteen when I came to town,
E
B
they called it the summer of love.
They were burning babies,
burning flags,
E
the hawks against the doves.
B
I took a job in a steedmean
down on Caldron Street,
E
B
And I fell in love with a longer girl
E
who's working next to me
F#
She was a rare thing,
E
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
F#
E
F#
G#m
She was a lost child, she was running wild
E
there's no price on love
And you wouldn't want me
F#sus4
B
any other way
E
B
Around her zigzag round face
and a look of half surprise
Like a fox caught in the headlights,
E
there was animal in her eyes
B
She said, young man, oh can't you see,
E
B
hey, I'm not the factory kind
E
Bsus4
B
If you don't take me out of here,
E
I'll surely lose my mind
F#
She was a rare thing,
So fine a breath of wind
F#
G#m
She was a lost child, she was running wild
B
She says as long as there's no
E
price on love I'll stay
And you wouldn't bug me
F#
B
any other way
Bsus4
B
Bsus4
B
We bussed around the market towns
and we picked fruit down in Kent
And we could tinker knives
and pans
E
and pots wherever we went
Bsus4
B
And I said that we might settle down
and get a few acres dug
Fire burning in the hearth
F#
E
and babies on the rug
B
Bsus4
B
She said, oh man, you foolish man,
Bsus4
B
it surely sounds like hell
You might be the lord of half the world
E
But you'll not own me as well
F#sus4
She was a rare thing,
F#
B
five's a bee's wing
E
So a fine breath of wind might blow away
F#
She was a lost child,
G#m
she was running wild
B
She says as long as there's
E
no price on love I'll stay
F#
You wouldn't want me any other
B
E
B
E
B
F#
way
B
E
B
F#sus4
B
E
B
We were counting down the gown time,
the work was pretty good
E
She thought we shouldn't
Bsus4
B
E
I thought maybe we should
B
Bsus4
B
And we were drinking more in those days
And tempers they reached a pitch
And like fool I let her run
F#
She was a rare thing
E
So fine a breath the wind might blow away
F#
She was a lost child
G#m
She was running wild
B
But she says as long as there's no
E
price on love I'll stay
And you wouldn't want me
F#
B
any other way
The last I heard she was sleeping out
back on the Derby beat
A white horse in her hip pocket
E
and all found at her feet
B
And they say she even married once
a man named Romney Brown
But even a gypsy caravan
E
was too much settling down
F#
She was a rare thing,
E
So fine a breath of wind might blow away
F#
She was a lost child,
G#m
she was running wild
B
She says as long as there's no
E
price on love I'll stay
And you wouldn't want me
F#
B
any other way
They say flowers faded now,
hard weather and hard booze
But maybe that's the price
you pay
E
for the chains you refuse
B
F#
Sheep is a rare thing,
Bsus4
fine as a bee's wing
B
E
And I miss her more than words could say
F#
If I could just taste all
G#m
of her wildness now
B
If I could hold her in my arm
E
s today
F#
I wouldn't want her any
B
E
B
other way
E
You
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