Beeswing Chords by Richard Thompson

[C] _ [D] _ [Bb] _ [Gm] _ _ [F] _ [C] _ _
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_ [F] I [Bb] was 19 [F] when I came to town, [Bb] they called it the summer of [F] love.
They were [Bb] burning [F] papers, burning flags, the hawks [Bb] against the doves.
[F] I took [Bb] a job in [F] the steamer [Bb] down on [F] Cauldron Street.
I [Bb] fell in love [Fm] with a laundry girl who was working [Bb] next to me.
She was a rare thing, [F] fine as a bee's wing.
[Bb] [D] So fine [Bb] a breath of [C] wind might [Bb] blow her away.
She [Dm] was a lost child, [F] she was running wild.
[Bb] She [F] said as long as [Bb] there's no [C] price on [Bb] love I'll stay.
[F] _ [Gm] [F] She wouldn't want me any [Bb] other way.
[Fm] _ _ [C] _ [Bb] _ _
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Brown hair [Fm] zigzagged around her face [Bb] and her look of [F] half surprise.
Like a fox [Bb] caught in [F] the headlight [Fm] there was animal [Bb] in her eyes.
She said young [F] man, oh come to see, I'm [Bb] not the factory [F] kind.
[Bb] If you don't [F] take me out of [C] here I'll sure [Bb] lose my mind.
_ [Dm] She was a rare [Gm] thing, fine [F] as a bee's wing.
[Dm] So [D] fine that I [Bb] might crush [C] her where [Bb] she lay.
She [Dm] was a lost child, [F] she was running wild.
She [Dm] said as long [F] as there's [Bb] no price [Bb] on love I'll stay.
[F] _ [Gm] She [F] wouldn't want me [C] any other [Bb] way.
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[F] _ _ [Bb] _ [F] _ _ [C] _ [D] _ [Bb] _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] We busked around [F] the market town, we [Bb] picked fruit [F] down in Kent.
We [Bb] could take [F] a lamp, some pots, some ice [Bb] wherever we went.
And I said that [F] we might settle down, get [Bb] a few [F] acres dug.
[Bb] [F] Fire burning in my [D] heart, some papers [Bb] on the rug.
She said oh man, [F] you foolish man, [Bb] surely [F] sounds like hell.
You [Bb] might be [Fm] lord of half [C] the world, [F] you're not [Bb] only as well.
Well she [Dm] was a rare thing, [F] fine as a bee's wing.
[Dm] So [D] fine a breath [Bb] of wind might [C] blow her [Bb] away.
She [Dm] was a lost child, [F] she was running wild.
[Dm] She said as [Fm] long as there's [Bb] no price [C] on love [Bb] I'll stay.
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[Bb] And she [F] wouldn't want me [Bb] any other way.
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_ We was [Bb] camping [F] down the Gower one [Bb] time, the [F] work was pretty good.
She [Bb] thought we [F] shouldn't wait [C] for the first and I thought [Bb] maybe we should.
_ We was drinking more in [F] those days, [Bb] tempers [F] reached the pitch.
And [Bb] like a fool [F] I let her run with the [Bb] rampage. _
[C] _ [Bb] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [C] _ [Bb] _ _
_ Oh the last I [F] heard she's sleeping off back on [Bb] the Derby [F] beach.
White [Bb] horse in [Fm] her hip pocket and a wolf [Bb] pound at her feet.
_ [F] And they says [Bb] she [F] even married once [Bb] a man named [F] Romany Brown.
But even [Bb] a gypsy [F] [Fm] caravan would too much [Bb] settle him down.
[F] And they say [Bb] her flower [F] is faded now, [Bb] hard weather [F] and hard booze.
But [Bb] maybe that's just [F] in the [Bb] price you pay [C] for the [Bb] change you refuse.
[Dm] Oh she was a rare thing, [F] fine as a bee's wing.
[Dm] I miss [Cm] her more [Bb] than ever [C] words [Bb] could say.
If [Dm] I could just taste [D] all [F] of her wildness now.
[F] If I could [Bb] hold her [C] in my [Bb] arms [F] today.
[Gm]
I wouldn't [F] want her [Bb] any other way.
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