Chords for Rogue - The Correspondents

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man of such elegance and grace _ A man so clearly born of perfect [G] taste _
[Gm] The cut of his suit, the knit of his tie Stitch by stitch to please the eye
The best of every [G] garment money can buy _
Cut the wig on him crisp [E] and white The clasp [D] his neck nice and tight
The inch of cotton chested on his shoes [A] And daily creamed above
The finest hand-stitched leather [E]-tipped tom [Gm]-brone
All that's to hide [C] the fact that he's borrowed
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Yes, he's a rogue, don't [Em] be [Eb] deceived _ His actions have to be seen to be [G] believed _
[Gm] Girls, boys, it's all [Em] the same You'll wipe [Gm] your sunny hands
No shame, the riot, this reminiscent rock Is brand new [A] rogue _
[Gm] He'll cut your eye and just [Eb] his tie Draw [Gm] you in with a flick of a grin
Load you off with cotton, then drag you into bed with him
Always he will do it for a clown _ _
_ Ridiculous, rude and [G] rudy, rumpant rogue
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[Gm] But years and years and years [E] of such [Eb] pursuits Began to take its toll on all his [Gm] suits
All the chafing, grubbing and sweating _ Rips, tears and stains from all that heavy petting
Suits were now [E] grey when they had once [Eb] been green
With fortunes lining low, [Gm] he had no cash to gender flee
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_ I [G] was once a rogue of London, [D] _ _ [Ab] I [D] was once a rogue _
_ [G] I could bring the beauties to [G] their knees, I was the master of the scene
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_ I was once a rogue of London,
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[C] _ I was once a rogue
I was once a rogue of London, [Ab] I _ was once a rogue _
[Ab] _ _ I was the master of slaves
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[G] In a bar in the [Bb] back streets of [Eb] Soho You'll find a man skunk drunk [Gm] and drinking solo
[G] _ Snog a dog, [E] rogue, and a [Eb] tail a doodle tail [Gm] If your nostrils aren't offended by the smoke
So in a bar in the back [E] streets of [G] Soho You'll find a man skunk drunk and drinking [D] solo
[G] _ Snog a dog, [C] rogue, and a [Eb] tail a doodle tail If your nostrils aren't offended by the smell
In Three Peaks, Tweed, I once did the dirty deed With a duchess, no [Gm] less
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[G] She was naked apart [E] from her jewels As I mounted her fully [Am] dressed
[Gm] Oh, this fetish may have [B] been my [Gm] downfall But at the time they were hugely oppressed _
I should have [A] befriended my dry [Eb] cleaner _ And had [G] stains removed for a [Bb] pound or less
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