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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] e|-----------------------------------------------------------| B|-----------------------------------------------------------| G|--------2-----4--4^6--6--4--6--6^7--6--4h6p4--1-----2------| D|--2--2-----2-------------------------------------2---------| A|-----------------------------------------------------------| E|-----------------------------------------------------------| e|-------------------------------------0---------------------| B|-------------------------------------2---------------------| G|-------------------------------------2---------------------| D|--2^4--2-----------------------------2---------------------| A|----------4--2--0--------------------0---------------------| E|-------------------------0--0--2--4------------------------| [Verse 1]
AAnnie laid her head down in the roses. She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons, in her Dlong brown hair. I don't know, Emaybe it was the Aroses, F#m AAll I know I Ecould not leave her Athere.
[Chorus]
DI don't know, it Emust have been the Aroses, The Droses or the Eribbons in her Along Gbrown Dhair. I don't know, Emaybe it was the Aroses, F#m AAll I know I Ecould not leave her Athere.
[Verse 2]
ATen years the waves roll the Dships home from the Asea, Thinkin' well how it may blow in Dall good company, AIf I tell aEnother what your Down lips told to me, Let me Alay 'neath the Eroses, till my Deyes no longer see.
[Chorus]
DI don't know, it Emust have been the Aroses, The Droses or the Eribbons in her Along Gbrown Dhair. I don't know, Emaybe it was the Aroses, F#m AAll I know I Ecouldn't leave her tAhere.
[Verse 3]
AOne pane of glass in the window, ANo one is complaining, no, Dcome in and shut the door, AFaded is the cErimson from the ribbDons that she wore, And it's sAtrange how no one Ecomes round any moAre.
[Chorus]
DI don't know, it Emust have been the Aroses, The Droses or the Eribbons in her Along Gbrown Dhair. I don't know, Emaybe it was the Aroses, F#m AAll I know I Ecould not leave her Athere.
[Verse 1]
AAnnie laid her head down in the roses. She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons, in her Dlong brown hair. I don't know, Emaybe it was the Aroses, F#m AAll I know I Ecould not leave her Athere.
[Chorus]
DI don't know, it Emust have been the Aroses, The Droses or the Eribbons in her Along Gbrown Dhair. I don't know, Emaybe it was the Aroses, F#m AAll I know I Ecould not leave her Athere.
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