Chords for Ian Felice, In Memoriam

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_ [F#m] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ What have I done [A] to deserve [E] this golden sun?
To [A] deserve [E] this golden sun? _
What have I done? _ _ _ _
I was [C#m] walking [E] down by the tracks
Where [A] the [E] communist bees relax _
In their fives of golden wax
When I thought I should run
_ _ _ _ I was whistling past the [C#m] grave _ _
[A] _ [E] Grave old [C#m] town pain
When I [E] heard my mother call my name
Fly away home _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ [E] _ _ [B] _
[E] She was watching the prices rise _
Or the wheel within a white _
_ Wrapped in ephemeral white
With her head in her hand
_ _ _ It's a [A] mystery [E] so surreal _
[F#m] No used [E] man will ever _ _
Have destiny spun the wheel
And killed my old man
_ _ _ I was whistling past [C#m] the grave
_ _ [E] _
_ Grave of [C#m] old town pain
_ When I heard [E] my mother call my name
Fly away home
Well _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[E] my father was poor as the rain _
[A] And his [E] father was poor as the sea
And [A] I'm [E] poor as poor heart crane
But that's neither here nor there
_ And I'm wasted and nearly in tears
With [A] the [E] same old working class fear
[A] Pulling coins [B] from [E] the children's ears
In grief and despair
_ I _ _ [A] was [E] whistling [C#m] past the grave _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] Grave of old [C#m] town pain
[A] When I heard [E] my mother call my name
Fly away home _ _ _ _ _