Chords for My Songbird- Jesse Winchester.avi

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_ _ Songbird is the golden key, _ _ she prefers
How _ _ _ _ _ I crave the liquor of _ song _ _
_ _ _ _ Oh bird who has done no harm, what harm could she do?
_ _ She shall be my prisoner, her my flaw _
_ _ _ _ _ My songbird wants her freedom, _ _ will do, I know _ _
But I can't find it in my song, can't let my songbird go _
Can't _ _ let her go
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Oh Lord when I find you reside, _ is it in my song? _
_ _ [Am] All that I [E] _
own gone with shame _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Take me Lord, _ _ purify me, heal me with thy word
_ _ Oh I beg, I give, [B] I dare, [E] I claim
_ _ _ _ _ [A] My _ songbird [F#] wants her freedom, _ [A] will do, I know
[Am] _ _ But [E] I can't find it in my song, _ can't let my songbird go
I _ _ [B] can't let [E] her go _
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_ _ [E] _ You are swell, swinging up, bacon bopper, in Berlin too
You are [D] a swell shingling, on your pirouettes, in [A] Berlin too
Yes sir, _ [Gm] well you look just like your mother, [D#] but you do [A] swing a swing, [Am] that she
Yes you do _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Bacon bopper until Sunday, and they were never bop like you
[E] Bacon bopper mother Sundays, and they were [A] never bop a bit [Am] like you
_ _ _ [D] Well you talk just like your daddy, but you [B] do swing a swing, [A] that she
_ Hey you do, [C#] say come on do that shuffle thing we [E] worked out together
Come on girl, it's time [F#] I fling, sugar can take a feather
Ladies [E] in the neighborhood are talking about what's coming
All this funky foley roll is just too hot to handle
_ _ Yes sir, [Am] you do
_ _ _ _ Bacon bopper [E] until Sunday, and they were never ever ever bop like you
Bacon bopper mother Sundays, and they were [A] never bop a bit like you
[Am] _ _ [G] Well you [A] talk just like your daddy, [G] but you do swing a swing, [Am] that _ she _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I've got some brand new school shoes, and then they're kitting my feet
[A] I've got some shiny new school shoes, and then these things are burning [Am] my feet _ _
[G] Well they might look [A] nice in Sunday school, but they're no [E] good for dancing in the street
_ _ _ _ [F#] Say hey let's do that shuffle thing that we worked out together
Come on girl, it's time I fling, sugar can take a feather
Ladies in the neighborhood are talking about [E] what's coming
All this funky foley roll is just too hot to handle
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Yes sir
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