Chords for Beeswing by Edd Mann live at the Brunswick

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_ _ _ _ _ [F] I was 19 when I came to town They called it the summer of love
Burning babies, burning [C] flags The halt [Bbm] against the dove
_ _ [F] I took a job in the steaming Now I'm a cauldron on the street
And I fell in love with a laundry [C] girl Working [Bb] next to me
She [Dm] was a rare thing _ Fine as [F] a beasley
_ [C] Fine as a breath of wind I'm no [Bb] girl, am I?
_ _ She was a [Dm] lonesome child _ Oh, she [F] was running wild
[D] She said, as long as there's no price I'll be loving her to stay
[Dm] And you wouldn't [C] want me any other [Bb] way
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_ _ _ _ _ _ The brown hair zigzagged [F] around her face And the look of half [F] surprise
Like a [Bb] fox caught in [F] the headlights [C] There was animal envy
[Bb] _ _ _ She said to me, oh [F] can't you see I'm not the factory kind
If you're gonna [Bb] take me out of [C] here I'm sure you'll lose my mind
_ She was a [Dm] rare thing _ Fine [F] as a beasley
So [Dm] fine that [G] I might crush [C] her with [Bb] your name
She was a lost [Dm] child Oh, [F] she was running wild
She [Dm] said, as long as [Bb] there's no price I'll be loving her to stay
[Dm] _ And [Bb] you wouldn't want me [C] any other [Bb] way
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[Gm] _ _ _ _ [F] busked around the market town Picked fruit down in Kent
We could tinker, lamp some [C] pots And pies wherever [Bb] we went
_ And I said that we [F] might settle down Get a few eggs of dirt
Fire burning in the [C] heart And babies [Bb] on the rug _ _
She said to me, you [F] foolish man Well that surely sounds like hell
You might [Bb] be lord [F] of half the [C] world You're not on [Bb] the Venus Island
_ _ What a rare thing _ Fine [F] as a beasley
So [Dm] [Cm] fine that breath of wind might
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_ _ She was a lost child Oh, she was [F] running wild
She [Dm] said, as long as [G] there's no price I'll be loving [Bb] her to stay
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And you wouldn't want me [D] any other way _
[F] _ We were camping down at Gower The work was pretty good
She thought we shouldn't wait for the frost [C] And I thought maybe [Bb] we should
We [F] were drinking [Bb] more [F] in them days When our tempers reached the pitch
And like [Bb] a [F] fool I let her run [C] with her [Bb] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Bb] _
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And the last I [F] heard she's sleeping rough Back on the Derby beat
A white horse in her hip pocket [C] And a wolf out [Bb] at her feet
_ _ And they say she's even [F] married once A man called Romney Brown
_ But even a gypsy caravan Was [C] too much [Bb] settling down
And _ _ _ _ they say her flowers faded [F] _
[Bb] Hard weather and hard [F] booze
But [Bb] maybe that's just the [C] price you pay For the change you [Bb] review _ _
_ _ _ _ _ She was [D] a rare thing [Dm] _ _ Fine [F] as a beasley
_ [D] But I [C] miss her more than ever once [Bb] could say
_ If [Dm] I could just taste _ All [F] of her wildness now
_ [C] If I could hold her in my arms [Bb] today _ Well, I couldn't want her any other way
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