Chords for Conleth Mc Geary - 02 - Beeswing

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_ _ I was eighteen when I came to town, they call it the summer of love
They were burning babies, burning flags [A] and hawks against the [G] dawn _
_ [D] I took a job at [D] the steaming, way down on Caltrum Street
And I fell in love with a laundry girl, she [A] was working next to [G] me _ _
_ [D] Black hair zigzagged around her face, and the look of her surprised
_ Like a fox caught in the headlight, [A] there was animal in her [G] eyes
She _ [Bm] said to me, oh can't you see, [A] for I'm not the [D] factory _ kind
And if you don't take me out of here, [A] I'll lose my [G] mind _
_ _ _ _ _ She [Bm] was a rare thing, as fine as [D] a bee's wing _
So fine a [A] breath of wind might blow [G] her away
She [Bm] was a lost child, she [D] was running wild
She said [Bm] so long as there's [A] no price in [G] love I'll stay
You wouldn't want [A] me any other way _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ We bussed around the market town through picking down in kents
And we could take our past paths and hide [G] wherever we went
[D] We were capping down the gara one time and the work was mighty good
She wouldn't wait for the harvest, [A] I [G] thought we should
[D] And I said to her we'll settle down, I'll get a few acres dug
With the fire burning in [A] the hearth and her babbies on [G] the rug
_ _ [Bm] But she said, oh man you foolish man, [A] it surely sounds [D] like hell
You might be lord of half the [A] world but you're not on me as [G] well _
_ _ _ _ She was [Bm] a rare thing, [D] as fine as a bee's wing
_ [Bm] So fine a breath of [A] wind might [G] blow her away
She [Bm] was a lost child, [D] she was running wild
She said [Bm] so long as there's [A] no price in love [G] I'll stay
_ You wouldn't [A] want me any [D] other way _ _
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_ [D] We'd go drinking more on those days when our tappers reached the pitch
Like a fool I let her run away when she got the [G] rambling edge _ _ _ _ _
[D] At the last herd she's living rough, she's back on the derby beat
With a bottle of white horse in her pocket [A] and a wolfhound [G] at her feet
_ [D] You say she even married once to a man named Romany Brown
And even in gypsy caravan [A] was too much like [G] settling down
_ You _ _ _ [Bm] say her roasts faded, [A] hard weather and [D] strong _ goose
Maybe that's the price you [A] pay her for the chance that you'd [G] refuse _
She _ _ _ [Bm] was a rare thing, as [D] fine as a bee's wing
_ [Bm] So fine a breath of wind [D] might blow [G] her away
She was a [Bm] lost child, [D] she was running wild
She said [Bm] so long as there's [A] no price in love [G] I'll stay _ _ _
_ [A] _ [Bm] She was a rare thing, as [D] fine as a bee's wing
[Bm] So fine a breath of [A] wind might blow her [G] away
_ She [Bm] was a lost child, she [D] was running wild
She said so long as there's no price [G] in love I'll stay
_ She said so long as [A] there's no price in [G] love I'll stay
_ You _ _ [D] _ wouldn't want [A] me any [Am] [D] other way _ _ _
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