Chords for Renaissance - Valdy

[D] I like the way that your hair falls away when the night [D#] brings a candle [Em] to you.
_ _ _ [A] I like [D] to stare [A] as you come down the stairs _ [Bm] and the lights from [A] the landing [D] shine through.
_ _ _ How many fallen leaves [Bm] will it take [D] to believe that autumn has [D#] _ [Em] finally come? _
_ _ [A] The weather's [B] grown colder, _ _ [A] we've both grown [Em] older, [A] it's hard to believe we're [D] still one.
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Let's dance [D] that old dance once more, [Em] we'll still move it smooth [F#m] on the [F#] old ballroom floor.
[G] _ I'll wear my Sunday [F#m] best, you wear your favorite [G] dress to lock up the door.
_ [A] _ Let's dance that [G#m] old [D] dance once _ _ more.
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[D] _ _ _ While I hung around, you kept my feet on the ground, _ watch me acting [A] as proud as [Em] any fool. _
_ _ [D] We were kids, but we've [B] grown now, we've got [A] some kids of our own to raise.
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[A] That old [D] golden rule.
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_ _ [D] _ Somehow it seems that a few of our dreams got discarded [D#] somewhere _ [Em] down the _ _ _ [Am] road.
And all that [D] grew through couldn't be found in the [A] blue of your eyes, they [G] still sparkle [D] and glow. _
[G] _ Oh, _ _ _ let's [D] dance that old dance once more, [Bm] we'll [Em] still move it smooth [F#] on the old ballroom [G] floor.
I'll wear my Sunday [F#m] best, you wear your favorite [G] dress to lock up the _ door.
[Am] Let's dance that old [G] dance once more.
_ _ _ [F#m] Oh, _ _ let's dance that old dance [G] once [Em] more.
_ La la [D] la la, [A] Mr.
Bruce Everett [D] here. _
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_ _ _ Frost King has come.
This is a verse that requires serious _ [D#] explanation.
Playing [Em] down in Texas _ [D] or _ Louisiana, _ [A] they don't have frost in the morning.
They've [Em] never been able to wake [A] up [E] in a house [D] glazed with single pane windows at 27 below. _ _ _
[Bm] Seen that [D] great tumble of frost down around the window ledge.
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_ [A] _ _ _ [D] Frost King has come [Bm] with the flick of [D] his thumb, turned our windows [D#] into [Em] renaissance art. _
_ _ [A] As we sit round the fire, we have no need to [G] inquire [A] into the ways of the soul [D] and the heart. _
_ _ And here's the pastures by, [Bm] like a soft [D] whispered sigh, hardly noticing [D#] you the [E] way it flew.
_ _ [G] _ [A] Yet it's easy [Em] to tell [A] that you wear your [D] age well.
You're not trying [A] to prove you're [D] still you.
_ [G] Oh, _ _ _ let's dance [D] that old dance once more.
[G] We'll still move it smooth [F#] on the old ballroom floor.
[G] _ I'll wear my Sunday [F#m] best, you wear your favorite [Bm] dress to lock up [G] the door.
_ _ [A] Let's dance that [B] old [D] dance once more.
_ _ [G] _ Let's [D] dance that old dance once more.
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