Chords for 'beeswing' - the little unsaid

Tempo:
155.95 bpm
Chords used:

Bb

F

C

Gm

G

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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'beeswing' - the little unsaid chords
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[Gm]
[Bb] [C]
[Bb] [Gm] [C]
[Bb]
[F] I was nineteen when I came to town, they called it the summer of love
They were [Bb] burning [F] babies, burning [C] flags, the hawks [Bb] against the door
I took a [F] job in the steamy, [Bb] down on [F] Caldron Street
And I fell in love with a laundry [C] girl who was working [Bb] next to me
She [Dm] was a rare thing, [F] fine as a bee's wing
[C] So fine a breath of wind might [Bb] blow her away
She [D] was a [Dm] lost child, and she [F] was running wild
She [C] said as long as there's [G] no price on love [Bb] I'll stay
[Am]
[Gm] Well you [F] wouldn't want [Bb] me any other way
[F] [G]
[Gm]
[Bb]
Brown hair zigzag [F] across her face, a look [Bb] of half [F] surprise
Like a [Bb] fox caught [F] in the headlights, [C] there was animal [Bb] in her eyes
[F] She said young man oh can't you see, I'm [Bb] not the factory [F] kind
If you don't take me out of [C] here I'll surely [Bb] lose my mind
She was [Dm] a rare thing, [F] fine as a bee's wing
So [C] fine that I might crush her [Bb] where she lay
She was a lost child, well [F] she was running wild
She [C] said as long as there's no price on [Bb] love I'll stay
[Am]
[Bb] Well you wouldn't want me any other way
[F] [C]
[Gm] [C]
[Bb]
[F] We [Bb] busked [F] around the market towns, we picked [Bb] fruit down [F] in Kent
And [Bb] we could tinker out [C] pots, knives [Bb] wherever we went
And I said that we [F] might settle down, get a few acres dug
[Bb] Fire [F] burning in the [C] hearth and babies [Bb] on the run
She said oh man [Fm] you foolish man, it surely [F] sounds like hell
You [Bb] might be [F] lord of half the [C] world, well not [Bb] only is well
[Dm] She was a rare thing, [F] fine as a bee's wing
So [C] fine a [F] breath of wind might [Bb] blow her away
She was a lost child, well she [F] was running wild
She [C] said as long as there's [F] no price on love I'll stay
Well you wouldn't want me any other [Bb] [F]
way
[G] [Bb]
[Gm] [C]
[Bb]
[C] [Bb]
We [F] was camping down the Galle one time, the work was pretty good
She [Bb] thought we shouldn't [Fm] wait for the frost [C] and I thought maybe [Bb] you should
We [F] was drinking more in those days, and tempers reached a pitch
And like a fool I let her [C] run with a [Bb] ramblin' [G] itch
[Bb] [Gm]
[C] [Bb]
[F] When the last I heard she's sleeping rough, back on the Derby beat
White horse in her hip pocket [C] and a wolfhound [Bb] at her feet
They [F] say she even married once a man named Romany Brown
But [Bb] even her [F] gypsy [C] caravan's too much [Bb]
settling down
[F] They say her flower's faded now, hard weather and hard booze
But maybe that's just the price you pay for [C] the changes you [Bb]
refuse
She [Dm] was a rare thing, [F] fine as a bee's wing
And [C] I miss her more than ever [Bb] words could say
Oh [Dm] if I could just taste all [F] of that wildness now
If I could hold [Bb] her in my arms today
Well [Gm] I wouldn't want [Bb]
her any other way
[F] [G] [Gm]
[Bb] [C]
[Bb] [Gm] [C]
[Bb]
[G]
[G]
Key:  
Bb
12341111
F
134211111
C
3211
Gm
123111113
G
2131
Bb
12341111
F
134211111
C
3211
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_ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [C] _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] I was nineteen when I came to town, they called it the summer of love
They were [Bb] burning [F] babies, burning [C] flags, the hawks [Bb] against the door
_ _ _ _ I took a [F] job in the steamy, _ [Bb] down on [F] Caldron Street
_ And I fell in love with a laundry [C] girl who was working [Bb] next to me _
She _ [Dm] was a rare thing, _ _ [F] fine as a bee's wing _
[C] So fine a breath of wind might [Bb] blow her away
_ _ She [D] was a [Dm] lost child, and she [F] was running wild
She [C] said as long as there's [G] no price on love [Bb] I'll stay
_ [Am] _ _
[Gm] Well you [F] wouldn't want [Bb] me any other way
[F] _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Brown hair zigzag [F] across her face, a look [Bb] of half [F] surprise
Like a [Bb] fox caught [F] in the headlights, [C] there was animal [Bb] in her eyes
_ _ [F] She said young man oh can't you see, I'm [Bb] not the factory [F] kind
If you don't take me out of [C] here I'll surely [Bb] lose my mind _
_ She was [Dm] a rare thing, _ _ [F] fine as a bee's wing
So [C] fine that I might crush her [Bb] where she lay
_ _ She was a lost child, _ well [F] she was running wild
_ She [C] said as long as there's no price on [Bb] love I'll stay
[Am] _ _
[Bb] Well you wouldn't want me any other way
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] We [Bb] busked [F] around the market towns, we picked [Bb] fruit down [F] in Kent
And [Bb] we could tinker out [C] pots, knives [Bb] wherever we went
_ _ _ And I said that we [F] might settle down, get a few acres dug
_ [Bb] Fire [F] burning in the [C] hearth and babies [Bb] on the run _
_ _ She said oh man [Fm] you foolish man, it surely [F] sounds like hell
You [Bb] might be [F] lord of half the [C] world, well not [Bb] only is well _ _ _
[Dm] She was a rare thing, _ _ [F] fine as a bee's wing
_ So [C] fine a [F] breath of wind might [Bb] blow her away _
_ _ She was a lost _ _ child, well she [F] was running wild
She [C] said as long as there's [F] no price on love I'll stay
_ _ Well you wouldn't want me any other [Bb] _ _ [F]
way
_ _ [G] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
We [F] was camping down the Galle one time, the work was pretty good
She [Bb] thought we shouldn't [Fm] wait for the frost [C] and I thought maybe [Bb] you should
_ _ _ We [F] was drinking more in those days, and tempers reached a pitch
_ And like a fool I let her [C] run with a [Bb] ramblin' _ [G] itch
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ [C] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] When the last I heard she's sleeping rough, back on the Derby beat
White horse in her hip pocket [C] and a wolfhound [Bb] at her feet _ _
They [F] say she even married once a man named Romany Brown
But [Bb] even her [F] gypsy _ _ [C] caravan's too much [Bb]
settling down
_ _ _ [F] _ They say her flower's faded now, hard weather and hard booze
But maybe that's just the price you pay for [C] the changes you [Bb]
refuse
_ _ _ She [Dm] was a rare thing, _ _ [F] fine as a bee's wing
_ And [C] I miss her more than ever [Bb] words could say _ _
Oh [Dm] if I could just taste all [F] of that wildness _ now
If I could hold [Bb] her in my arms today _
_ Well _ [Gm] I wouldn't want [Bb]
her any other way
[F] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [C] _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _

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