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Intro 1
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Verse 1
18 when I came to town,
they call it the summer of love
Burning babies, burning flags,
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the hawks against the doves
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I took a job at the steaming,
laid out on Caltram Street
Fell in love with the laundry girl
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that was working next to me
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Brown hairs exact across her face
and a look of half surprise
Like a fox caught in the headlights
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there was animal in her eye
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She said to me, 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
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She was a rare thing,
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fine as a bee's wing
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Suffine a breath of wind
might blow her away
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She was a lost child,
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she was runnin' wild
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She said, so long as there's
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no price on love I'll stay
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And wouldn't want me any other way
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We bussed around the market towns
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for a pick 'n 'down in Kent
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We could tinker pots and pans
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and knives wherever we went
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We were campin' down the
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the work was mighty good
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She wouldn't wait for the harvest,
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I thought we should
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I said to her, we'll settle down
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and get a few acres dug
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A fire burnin' in the earth
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and babies on the road
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She said, oh man, you foolish man,
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that surely sounds like hell
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She was a rare thing,
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fine as a bee's wing,
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So fine a breath of wind
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might blow her away.
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She was a lost child, she was running wild,
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She said, so long as there's
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no price on love I'll stay.
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He wouldn't want me any other way
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He wouldn't want me any other way
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We were drinking more in those days
Our tempers reached a pitch
Like a fool I let her run away
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when she took the ramblin' hitch
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Last I heard it she was livin' rough
back on the Derby beat
A bottle of Whitehorse in her pocket
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and a wolf found at her feet
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They say that she got mar ried once
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to a man called Romany Brown
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Even a gypsy caravan
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was too much like sucklin' down
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They say her rose is faded,
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rough weather and hard woes
Maybe that's the price you pay
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for the chains that you refuse
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She was a rare thing,
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fine as a bee's wing
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I miss her more than ever words can sing
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If I could just taste all of her wildness now
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If I could hold her in my arms today
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I wouldn't want her any other way
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You wouldn't want me any other way
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