WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Grace Petrie - Beeswing Chords | Ver. 1
[Verse 1]
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I was nineteen when I came to town, they called it the Summer of Love
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Burning babies, burning flags, the hawks against the doves
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I took a job at the steamie way down on Cauldrum Street
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And I fell in love with a laundry girl that was working next to me
[Verse 2]
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Brown hair zig-zag around her face and a look of half-surprise
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Like a fox caught in the headlights, there was animal in her eyes
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And she said to me, "Oh can't you see that I'm not the factory kind
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If you don't take me out of here I'll lose my mind"
[Chorus]
Em G
She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
Em D Em C
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
Em G
She was a lost child, she was running wild
Em G D Em C
She said "So long as there's no price on love, I'll stay
D G C
And you wouldn't want me any other way"
[Verse 3]
G C G C G
We busked around the market towns, fruit picking down in Kent
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We could tinker pots and pans and knives wherever we went
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We were camping down the Gower one time and the work was pretty good
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She wouldn't wait for the harvest, I thought we should
[Verse 4]
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I said to her, "we'll settle down, we'll get a few acres dug
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A fire burning in the hearth and babies on the rug"
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And she said, "Oh love, you foolish thing, that surely sounds like hell
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You might be lord of half the world, you'll not own me as well"
[Chorus]
Em G
She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
Em D Em C
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
Em G
She was a lost child, she was running wild
Em G D Em C
She said "So long as there's no price on love, I'll stay
D G C
And you wouldn't want me any other way"
[Verse 5]
G C G C G
We were drinking more in those days and our tempers reached a pitch
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Like a fool I let her go and she took the rambling itch
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The last I heard she's living rough back on the Derby beat
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A bottle of White Horse in her pocket, a wolfhound at her feet
[Bridge]
G C G
And they say her rose is faded
D G
Rough weather and hard booze
G C G
Well maybe that's the price you pay
D C
For the chains that you refuse
[Chorus]
Em G
She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
Em D Em C
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
Em G
She was a lost child, she was running wild
Em G D Em C
She said "So long as there's no price on love, I'll stay
D G C
And you wouldn't want me any other way"
[Chorus]
Em G
She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
Em D C
And I miss her more than ever words could say
G C G
If I could just taste all of her wildness now
D C
If I could hold her in my arms today
G D C G
I wouldn't want her any other way
