John Lucas - Flesh of my flesh

^CFlesh of my flesh, ^Ambone of my ^Cbone ^CLike a story told you've ^Amalways ^Cknown ^GYou took my breath in the ^Amdaylight^{F G}You stole my heart like a t^Fhief in the ^Cnight ^CAnd I am not a ^Amperfect^C man ^CI've unclean lips and ^Amsoiled ^Chands

^GBut from the soil w^Ame will r^Fise ^GFor we are dust with a ^Flove that never ^Cdies

^FYou are my s^Chelter ^GYou are my ^Amhome ^FFlesh of my ^Amflesh Bone of my ^Gbone ^FYou are my s^Chelter ^GYou are my ^Amhome ^FFlesh of my ^Amflesh Bone of my ^Gbone

^CYou undress me o^Amf my ^Cbitterness ^CAnd roll away my ^Ampride with ^Cone kiss ^GFor we are clothed in ^Ammajesty ^{F G}Beneath our rags of ^Fpovert^Cy ^CAnd I will spend my ^Amdays be^Cside you ^CFor beauty that is shar^Amed is b^Ceauty true

^GWe will share the wine, we will s^Amhare the br^Fead ^GWe will share our home, we will s^Fhare o^Cur bed

^FYou are my s^Chelter ^GYou are my ^Amhome ^FFlesh of my ^Amflesh Bone of my ^Gbone ^FYou are my s^Chelter ^GYou are my ^Amhome ^FFlesh of my ^Amflesh Bone of my ^Gbone