Chords for The Band Of Holy Joy - Leaves That Fall In Spring

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_ _ [D] Maybe Silicon, _ _ perhaps you differ, _ [F#m] so would you whisper in your last breath?
[Bm] Maybe that people reap what they sow and [G] there's good in everything [A] _ I would [D] _ _
know.
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_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ Now [D] there's things I've done which were [D] unethical, but [F#m] by God, they were certainly profitable. _
[Bm] I once knew a man had a good, faithful heart until [G] things got a little [A] _
sore [D] in it _ all. _
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He's the last one [D] we'll screw.
_ [F#m] And every time that it's uncrowned, kicking over the [B] face of God, God again, so simply crying,
[G] one life's misfortune is [A] another's time.
Some [D] sorts don't care or do as they please.
[F#] Others play [F#m] lambda like a dog, each life's please.
[Bm] Some people aren't happy and too, as side-boiled, [G] signed up, _ embittered, [A] _ really _ [D] tired.
Some get along, others always get it wrong, and they say,
Forbid [F#m] such a load of fools and drunks and maybe me too, and let [Bm] them take the main road.
We'll take the lower and [G] not care when we get [A] there or how.
I'll say the [D] truth, be tolerant rather, catch my death in [F#m] some other season.
_ Seaside, resolving, [Bm] dark, where the winter I can sit and watch the rain _ [G] wash [Em] all [A] my care.
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_ [A] _ [D] Fly by night, slide by nature, stride by [F#m] trash, spend all my [Bm] cash.
Something new on my [G] way, something [A] honest to make my [D] day. _ _ _ _
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_ I really [Bm] can't try, every drug from the bedding slip,
[G] grab a football, [A] that's all my self-respect.
[D] I look for something in my [F#m] life, oh, what's the right thing in my [Bm] life?
Something new on my way, [G]
something [A] honest to make my [D] day.
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_ [A] You [D] know, nothing good until it's [F#m] gone, never been happier till I'm [Bm] sad.
Or a clearly turned on, [G] so regretting [A] now I learned that's [D] spoke. _ _ _
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_ [A] _ [D] All the ones that are good, and lonely, [F#m] but you know I'll scratch everyone with.
People think we're what we're sold, [G]
people think [A] we're what they [D] sold.
Something small, called beauty, [F#m] queen, facial, best of course, worst seen.
[Bm] Squander, squander, the lowest views, [G] the pimpish, [A] dorks, foolish scoots.
[D] Tripped on the title, probably shame, [F#m] dropped the papers, laid a claim.
[Bm] Something new on this way, [G]
something honest [A] to make my [D] day.
It's your world, all the same, [F#m] repent this world, or mend it.
[Bm] Repent this world, or mend it.
[G] Repent this world, [A] or mend it.
[D] No, something cool's in every town, [F#m] some say that there's a better [Bm] clown.
Don't know, but course you might, and [G] I know this [A] vision, but it's a [D] true woman of brown.
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