Chords for Bee's Wing

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_ I was [D] nineteen when I came to town, they called it the summer of love
They were burning babies, [Bm] burning [F#m] flags, the hawks [G] against the doves
_ _ [D] I took a job down the steamy, way down on Cauldron Street
And I fell in love with the [Bm] laundry [F#m] girl who was working [G] next to me
She was a rare thing, fine as a [D] bee's wing _
[Bm] So fine a breath [G] of wind might blow her away
She was a lost child, she was running [D] wild
[Bm] She [G] said as long as there's no price in love I'll stay
And she wouldn't want me [A] any [D] other way
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_ Brown hair [D] zigzagged around her face and it looked half surprised
Like a fox caught in the headlights [F#m] there was animal [G] in her eyes
_ She [D] said oh man oh can't you see I'm not the factory kind
And if you don't take me [G] out of [F#m] here I'll surely [G] lose my mind
_ She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
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[Bm] So fine [G] that I might crush her where she lay
She was a lost child, she was running [D] wild
[G] She said as long as there's no price in love I'll stay
And you wouldn't want me any [D] other way
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_ [D] We bussed around the market towns and picked food down in Kent
We tinkered lamps and pots and [D] pans and now [G] wherever we went
_ _ [D] I said that we should settle down and get a few acres dug
With fire burning in [Bm] the [F#m] hearth and babies [G] on the rug
_ [D] She said oh man you foolish man that surely sounds like hell
You [G] might be [D] lord of half the [A] world but you'll not [G] own me as well _
Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a [D] bee's wing
[G] So [A] fine a [G] breath of wind might blow her away
She was a lost child, she [D] was running wild
[G] She said as long as there's no price in love I'll stay
And you wouldn't want me any [D] other way
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were [D] camping down in Garrow one time, the work was pretty good
She said we shouldn't [Bm] wait for the [F#m] frost and I thought [G] maybe we should
_ [D] We were drinking more in those days [G] and fever's [D] reeds to pitch
And like [G] a fool I led her on [A] with [G] a rambling itch
_ [D] Now last I hear she's sleeping out way on the Derby beat
White lightning in her hip pocket [F#m] and a wolf hound [G] at her feet
And they say she even [B] married [A] once a man named Romany Brown
[D] But even a gypsy [G] caravan was too much settling down
And they say her flowers faded [A] now, hard weather and hard blues
[D] And maybe that's the price you [G] pay for the change that you refuse
_ _ _ _ Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's [D] wing
[G] And I miss her more than any words could say
Oh I [Bm] could just [G] taste _ [C#] [D] all of her wildness now
And hold her [G] in my [A] arms [Em] another [G] day
Well I wouldn't want her any [D] other way _
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