Miss America Chords by Mark Lindsay

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[Eb] As a young girl she [Gm] ran wild, [Ab] freely gave herself [F] to men who [Eb] understood.
_ She lay naked [Gm] in the sun, giving [Ab] birth to what [Fm] was clear and [Bb] strong and good.
_ [Ab] Oh Lord, to hear her laugh [Gm] was to know a joy that flowed her [F] soul in the sand.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] And she'd lead you down [Gm] a path through [Ab] the river [Fm] that was etched [Eb] in summer rain.
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_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ She _ _ _ [Eb] was offered [Gm] Jews and fame, [Ab] and she wore the clothes of souls who once [Eb] she loved. _
She was driven to [Gm] the site [Ab] of a marble [Fm] grave where lay a [Bb] dying dove.
[Ab] Rage exploded across her face, her [Gm] makeup melted on the cemetery [Fm] lawn.
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And [Eb] she cried [Gm] for any grace, [Ab] and she wrapped her fingers round the deep [Eb] rose dome.
[Cm] Do you miss America?
[Gm] _ Miss America?
[Ab] Miss America, [Bb] I do. _
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_ _ _ I've seen her [Abm] in the forest, and [A] she's singing peaceful songs for [E] you and me. _
And I've heard her in [Abm] the hills, [A] and I'm glad to [Gbm] say she's still alive [B] and free.
_ [A] Oh Lord, her loving eyes [Abm] cast in ripples beneath the sun [Gbm] without a sound.
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[E] And she mirrors the [Abm] clearing sky [A] as her children did so long on the rain [E]-washed grounds.
Do [Db]
you miss America?
[Abm] _ Miss America?
[A] _ Miss America, [B] I do. _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ [Dbm] Do you miss America?
[Abm] _ Miss America?
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