Chords for Mick Flavin - The Rarest Flowers

[Em] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
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_ I met her one day [Bb] up [F] in the mountain there by a cool [C] rippling stream.
_ [F] She glowed like the sun [Bb] in a dress made [F] of gingham.
She was [C] a city [F] boy's dream. _
I painted her pictures [Bb] of bright neon [F] rainbows, streets paved with silver [C] and gold.
_ _ [F] She loved mountains.
[Bb] She loved [F] me better cause she [C] needed someone [F] to hold.
_ _ [Bb] The rarest flowers [F] grow up in mountains up where it's close to [Gm] the sky.
[C] _ [F] But if you pick them [Bb] and take them to [F] the city, their blooms [C] will wither [F] and die.
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[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _
_ I did not notice [Bb] how fast she [F] was fading, how much she was dying [C] alone.
_ [F] Until she told me [Bb] with one [F] tearful whisper, it's time you [C] were taking [F] me home.
_ _ [Bb] The rarest flowers [F] grow up in mountains up where it's close to [Gm] the sky.
[C] _ [F] But if you pick them [Bb] and take them to [F] the city, their blooms [C] will wither [F] and die.
_ _ [Bb] The rarest [F] flowers grow up in mountains up where it's close to [Gm] the sky.
[C] _ [F] But if you pick them [Bb] and take them to [F] the city, their blooms [C] will wither [F] and die.
[Bb] _ [Gm] Their blooms [C] will wither [F] and die.
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