Chords for Wendy McNeill In Bocca Al Lupo

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_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ Damp air carry the [Ebm] smell of mustard [Bb] cotton, [Fm] _ _
burning [Bb] sugar, [Bbm] _ _ red moon over [Eb] the [Ebm] brackish
dark [Fm] water, _ _ [Bb] whisper [Bbm] danger.
_ Ah, oh, _ oh, [Ebm] oh, oh, [Fm] _ oh, oh.
[Bbm] Coca and the bomb.
_ Ah, oh, [F] oh, [Eb] oh, [Ebm] oh, _ _ [Fm] oh, oh. And Flippy.
[Bbm] _ _ _ Let it go, won't you, [Ebm] please, please, won't you be
[Fm] a place of lost music [Bbm] and a man that made me.
These dogs are a war [Ebm] zone such _ ferocity.
[Fm] I wonder who should've [Bbm] left this history _ _ _ _
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_ [Bbm] _ _ I'm steel reeds, gaskets [Ebm] and kidskin gusset
[Fm] I'm gleaming greens, that [Bbm] inter-casian walnut
You crafted me with love, [Ebm] I am just best [Fm] shot
Of getting out of the shipyards and starting this music [Bbm] shop
Oh, [Ebm] oh, oh, _ [Bb] _ [Fm] _ he woke [Bbm] up at the wharf _ _ _
Oh, [Ebm] oh, _ _ [Fm] _ oh, I can't breathe
[Bbm] _ _ His eyes grew nervous, [Ebm] his touch grew rough
I [Fm] think it troubled him that no one [Bbm] liked our melodies much
The French swore for waltzes, [Ebm] Irish jigs and reels
[Fm] A choppy sort of fusion [Bbm] was demanded by the creels
He was such a [Ebm] brave man, with eyes of amber, [Fm] thick black hair
[Bbm] And a feral, just as fragile, but _ [Fm]
fortunato [B] was his hand
Even [F] the best accordion [Eb] can't save [Db] an unlucky hand
[Bb] La [Bbm] Medica, won't you [Ebm] please, won't you be
[Fm] A place that loves music [Bbm] and the men that make
These docks are a war [Eb] zone, such _ ferocity
[Fm] I wish that we had never [Bbm] left this is the way _ _ _
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_ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ The _ [Ebm] lover _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ had to say [B] goodbye from a [Fm] distance
Knowing it was forever in [Bb] one sharp inch
I [Bbm] slid out of his arms [Ebm] and crashed to the floor
[F] As the coppers threw the party and [N] tore the men through the back
[Bbm] 300 _ _ [Ebm] Italians were rounded up, the _ [Fm] officer was shot
And an [Bb] accusation was made, [Bbm] someone tried
[Ebm] Then a critic, [Fm] but a mob still insisted [Bbm] it was them that did it
They broke into the prison [Ebm] shouting someone will pay
[Fm] My sweet maker [D] was a movie illness
Lynch thought [Bbm] the day of
I grew [Ebm] up home
_ [Bbm] _ [Fm] _ In [Bbm] Boca El
_ I grew [Ebm] up _ home
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La [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ Medica, won't [Ebm] you please, won't you be
[Fm] A place that loves music [Bbm] and the men that make
These docks are a war [Ebm] zone, such _ ferocity
[Fm] I wish that we had never [Bbm] left this is the way
La Medica, [Gb] won't you please, won't you [Fm] be
A place that loves music [Bbm] and the men that make
These docks are a [Ebm] war zone, such [Db] ferocity
I wish that we had [Bbm] never left this is the way _ _ _
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