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intro : F#
BSold my cold knot Gm#A heavy F#stone BSold my red horse Gm#for a venture F#home
To vanish on the bow --
Settling Eslow Fit it all, fit it in the Gm#doldrums (Or so the story goes) EColor the era Film it's hisGm#torical
BMy mile could not Gm#Pump the F#plumb BIn my arbor 'Gm#till my ardor F#trumped
every inner inertia
Lump Esum All at once Rushing from the sGm#ub-pump
(Or so the story goes)
EBalance we won't know We will see when it gets Gm#warm
---- Enjoy :)