Chords for Richard Thompson - 1952 Vincent Black Lightning

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_ _ _ [Eb] _ It's a Vincent Black life in _ _ [Bb] 1952.
_ [F] I've seen you at the corners [Eb] and cafes [Bb] it [F] seems.
Red hair and black eyes.
[Eb] My favorite [Bb] color scheme.
[C] And he pulled around [Gm] [Eb] behind. _ _ _ _ _ _
And down to Box _ Hill.
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_ _ _ Says James to Red Molly.
There's a ring for [Eb] your right hand.
But I tell [Bb] you in earnest, [Eb] I'm a [Bb] dangerous man.
For I've fought with the law since [C] I was [Eb] 17.
I robbed many a man to get my Vincent [Bb] machine. _
[F] And now I'm 21 years [Eb] and I've made [Bb] 22.
[F] And I don't mind [Eb] dying for [Bb] the love of you.
[G] And if fate should [Eb] break my stride.
_ _ _ _ I'll give you my Vincent _ _ _ _ _
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Come down, come down Red Molly. _
Caught Sergeant [Eb] _ Gray.
For they've taken your James a different [Bb] robbery. _ _
_ _ Shotgun blast to his chest.
Left [Eb] nothing inside.
_ Come down Red Molly to his dying [Bb] _ bedside.
[F] When she came to the hospital [Eb] there wasn't [Bb] much left.
[F] He was running out of blood.
[Eb] He was running [Bb] out of breath.
[Cm] But he smiled [Eb] to see her _ cry.
_ _ He said I'll give you my Vincent _ _ _ _ _
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Says James in my opinion there's nothing in [Eb] this world.
Beats a 52 Vincent and a red [Bb] headed guy.
Now Douglas isn't, Reg isn't, [Eb] Norton's won't do. _
They don't have a soul like a Vincent [Bb]
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_ [F] We reached for our hands [Eb] and they slipped [Bb] her the [F] keys.
Said I've got no good [Eb] use [Bb] for these.
I [F] see angels on aerials [Eb] in leather [Bb] and chrome.
[F] Swooping down from heaven [Eb] to carry [Bb] me home. _ _
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_ _ [Cm] And he gave her [D] one last [Eb] kiss and died.
_ _ And _ _ _ _ he gave her his Vincent _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] too.
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